Black Mask was far more than unsettled. If he hadn't been putting the mission first, he would have exploded right then.
"You flatter me," Randall said with a smile.
Both men wanted to kill the other, yet on the surface, they looked surprisingly cordial.
Then Randall turned first and headed back the way they had come.
The moment he turned away, Black Mask's eyes went cold.
If looks could kill, Randall would have been hacked to pieces countless times by now.
Killing intent seethed in his heart.
Even the Fleet Admiral had to be polite in their presence.
Who the hell did a mere Vice Admiral like you think you were?!
"Boss, this bastard is infuriating! Why are you putting up with him?"
Concentric Circle Mask seethed with resentment, somehow both cowardly and reckless.
Black Mask glanced at him and said icily, "Are you telling me how to do my job?"
Under that snake-like stare, cold sweat instantly broke out across Concentric Circle Mask's back.
"N-no, I wouldn't dare. It's just that... that Marine went too far."
He stammered so badly that his tongue almost cramped.
Black Mask stared at him a moment longer before saying:
"He's just a Marine. There are plenty of ways to kill him!
The mission is what matters most right now!
Get your priorities straight!"
"Yes!" All the other masked agents inwardly stiffened.
In truth, however, Black Mask was already thinking about how to kill Randall during the mission.
Originally, he had planned to take his time dealing with Randall after the mission ended.
Now, though, he felt he couldn't wait that long.
Randall's earlier words had given him the idea.
Indeed, anyone who dared to kill a CP0 agent had to be exceptionally strong.
They had also seen the murdered CP0 agent's body earlier.