THE GOD OF MERCENARY'S NEW LIFE.

Chapter 57: "You have got to be kidding me."

"Don't break. Don't fucking break."

Con was muttering under his breath as he stood on the single wire that stretched from the building he was on to the Sector 8 building.

He was currently in the shadow of the sector 8 building and he was trying to get into the bathroom window on the eighth floor.

That meant he was a good number of feet above the ground and looking down was not an option.

The wire he was standing on breaking too was not an option.

A fall from this height would leave him with a broken leg at least, and he would be ashamed if he broke his leg on such a simple mission.

Con stood for a while on the line that was now stretched taut because of his weight on it. He was standing on a single long coil of wire, it could either be aluminum or steel, but he really didn't care about that.

Whatever it was, it was holding his weight nicely.

He felt like a tightrope artist in the circus, except there was no safety net beneath him, just a long fall and the endless chasm of black that