“You are here,” Lumian muttered as he watched Marco close the distance to take a seat across from him.“Your plan failed.” Marco began harshly. “I had told you. Man that could do what Richard Smith had done wouldn't be so easy to defeat. You insisted on continuing with your little games. Now where has it led us?”“It would have worked.”“But it didn't. I'm not here to speak about what would have happened. I'm here to speak about what can happen.”“Destroying such a special specimen would be a monumental loss!”“But allowing it to grow under anyone but us would lead to losses as well. I am not willing to take that chance so though regretful, Richard Smith must die.”“Damn it.”“Why are you acting so caring now?... Hadn't you also placed a bounty on his head with the Hitmen?”“That was for capture, not killing. Richard Smith is a treasure that must be owned.”“I have heard enough of your nonsense. My men are in position. I expect to see you make a move when the time is right.”With tha
James was a trained Hitman who ranked amongst the most dangerous men who worked with the Hitman association.Even those from the Assassins Guild respected him for his methods that seemed to merge the brusqueness of the Hitmen with the silent but deadly approach of the Assassins, an almost perfect blend of both worlds.Naturally, he was also a Cultivator who had practiced several assassination techniques as well as techniques that boosted his capabilities in combat.This was why he considered Richard to be dead the moment he found his way into his quarters.It was a simple case of getting into the air vents which would have been too tight for a man like him but because of a technique of his that allowed him to move like a worm, adjusting his bones as he did so, he found it no problem at all.The truth was that he had arrived several minutes ago but was wary of Richard Smith's hidden strength, after all, he was a man called the Reaper.Such a man would surely have some tricks.So far, h
The next hitman to rush in was a woman.Confronted with the room covered in sleeping gas, she was quick to react, utilizing a nose mask to protect herself as she looked around the sitting room to find no one there.Then she turned her attention to the bedroom and rushed over, intending a sneak attack only for the door to swing open and the muzzle of a gun to aim at her head.BangLucia didn't hesitate to shoot, her eyes glowing with rage at what she felt was the most humiliating point of her life.She was faced with death and if not for Richard, she would have died.She could blame him for the current situation considering the enemy was after him but she didn't dare to even think like that.What she had in mind now was ensuring those who dared to block the path Richard wished to take would be met with hot lead from the gun she held.Just then, yet another grenade was tossed into the sitting room through the broken window but this time it wasn't a smoke bomb but was an actual grenade.
There were two reasons Richard did what he did, earning further ire from Marco Esteban and his allies.The first was to draw attention to himself alone, ensuring those that had been attacked because of him, would get some reprieve from the attack.The last thing he wished for was for others to pay the price for him.So for that reason, he got Marco to send all Hitmen his way.The second reason was much simpler.It was to instill fear in all those working with Marco Esteban and Lumian Lafayette.Once they realize that their target isn't some scared fool, they would surely become wary of him and that would be more than enough to ensure that with each victory, the Mafia heads would slowly begin to fear him.And so, knowing that the enemy would be rushing to get him, Richard turned to Lucia.“You should find someplace to hide until everything settles. You have weapons and since they'd be searching for me, you won't need to worry about getting attacked.”“What if I get captured and then us
Cutthroat grew up a madman who hardly cared for life.From killing insects for sadistic pleasure, he moved on to animals and then finally, he ended with humans.He'd always enjoyed it, the feeling of watching a person beg for their life before he took it all the same.It made him feel like a god, one capable of taking or giving life as he saw fit.He'd always been the one to decide the fate of others but now?... Now, as he lay on the ground, bathing in the blood of the Innocents he killed with a terrifying man looming over him, Cutthroat couldn't help but grow tense.Had he lost his lofty position as a giver and taker of life?... No, impossible!He, just like James, had learned to merge cultivation techniques with his killing methods, ensuring they were more than efficient in taking down all foes.Brandishing his knife, he sort of cut Richard's ankle but a violent kick to his face sent him reeling, causing him to even drop his knife as his face nearly caved in.“Ahh!!!” He screamed ou
“Ah, Mr. Smith, so glad you could join us,” Marco remarked, trying his hardest to remain calm with very little success.Richard ignored him and instead scanned the faces of everyone present.Noting that everyone he wished to take down was present, he nodded in satisfaction.When he'd found out the location of the Mafia leaders, he couldn't help but worry that they might end up fleeing once they realized that he was heading for them.This was why he immediately got some drones from the Wish Store and sent them to patrol the ship's perimeter.Once they detect any boats trying to exit the ship, they would shoot it down without warning.Thankfully, his caution had paid off as he wouldn't have to worry about any of them getting away now.His expression is impassive, he made his way into the suite only to be attacked on both sides by two guards wielding knives.Richard reacted calmly, grabbing the wrist of one while Lucia dispatched the other with a shot from her pistol.Richard wasn't as k
Richard felt disgusted as he stared at the Mafia leaders stepping away from each other while staring at themselves with bloodlust.These were the same men who sat together to plan his demise and the collective deaths of several other Mafia leaders.One would at least think that they would have some sense of camaraderie against a common enemy but no, once the topic of survival came up, they immediately turned on themselves like hyenas, intending to kill those that they once broke bread with.It was an unfortunate sight, one that convinced him that these were men who would never change no matter how many chances they were given.They would always be looking for ways to cheat, never caring for the consequences of their actions.Such people were undeserving of whatever mercy he would have shown.Now, Richard only wished to watch them burn.As the Mafia leaders prepared to attack, Marco bellowed. “Damn it, are you all blind!... Don't you see he is trying to weaken us without moving a finge
Richard awoke early the next morning, rather refreshed from the peaceful nap he'd managed to have.Turning, he quickly found Lucia lying on another couch, fast asleep.It was clear she'd tried to keep watch over him but even she was exhausted as well and so soon succumbed to the fatigue she felt.With a warm smile on his lips, Richard got to his feet and carried her to the suite bedroom before tucking her in to ensure she was comfortable after which he stepped out and closed the door.He stepped out of the suite to find two armed men standing guard outside.Once they noticed his presence, they immediately saluted before taking a bow. “We pay homage to the Reaper.”“Who sent you here?” Richard calmly inquired, not thinking much about their over-the-top display.One of the guards, enthusiastic to get on Richard's good side, promptly replied. “It was Mr. Espinosa, Sir Reaper. He wished to ensure that no one disturbed your rest after the great battle you fought yesterday. Forgive my insol