Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 307 - 306: Kill the Innocent

Chapter 307: Chapter 306: Kill the Innocent

"A new recruit? Joined today? About to go on a mission?"

Hearing what the captured man had said, Mike seemed very pleased and then he said lightly, "Very well, then do you know if the Fearless Mercenary Corps provides an advance payment to new recruits?"

"Yes, they pay an advance of ten percent of the commission in cash right here, because we’ll also receive a ten percent advance payment of the mission reward."

Talk about a windfall; this was exactly that.

Although the main force of the Fearless Group wasn’t here, and their primary strength was essentially untouched, today’s operation could be described as smashing the face of Fearless and raiding their den.

Raiding the den of Fearless and getting paid for it, if this wasn’t a pie falling from the sky, then it could only be described as ingots dropping from heaven.

Mike could no longer contain himself and he asked urgently, "So where is the money?"

"I’m not clear about the mercenaries’ situation, but their money should already have been distributed to them. The person bringing our money hasn’t arrived yet, I don’t know whether the money is here or will be brought by the courier."

Mike glanced at the man at his feet and after a moment of thought, suddenly said, "You know where the money is, tell me, and if you tell me where it is, I can let you go, I swear to God!"

Mike was utterly serious, and the prisoner, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes in surprise.

Mike raised a hand and said, "At least three people managed to escape; killing you would make no difference, so tell me where the money is, and I’ll let you go, I swear to God I’m telling the truth."

The man was extremely surprised, but he quickly responded in a defeated tone, "I really don’t know, if I did I would certainly tell you. Now you can kill me, I know you won’t let me go, but at least keep your promise and spare me further pain..."

Mike’s expression turned cold as he said, "It seems you really don’t know."

After speaking, Mike sighed and said, "Alright, I’ll end your suffering..."

Mike lifted the prisoner’s head, then his hand struck sharply on the prisoner’s neck, causing the man to turn his head and then he lay motionless.

Mike stood up and turned to Kate, "You won’t be of much help, take this man out, no, no, you do this, I still feel more at ease with Pandora handling this sort of thing, ensuring he can’t kill himself or escape, and also ensuring he doesn’t die too easily."

Mike was initially addressing Kate, but he quickly chose Paul for the task.

Paul shook his head and said, "No, you swore to God, so I won’t deal with this person. Scalpel, you do it."

Charles bent down and dragged away their captive.

Yang Yi said in surprise, "I thought you killed him!"

Mike scoffed, "Such a naive assassin I have truly never met before. You being so honest... it’s also my first time encountering someone like that. How could I possibly! He’s the only survivor we’ve caught with difficulty, the only living witness, how could we let him just die like that. There are still many questions left unanswered."

After speaking, Mike said urgently, "His fate is already sealed, no need for further discussion. Now quickly go check the bodies where the mercenaries were just now to see if there’s any money on them. Being famous and getting paid, we’ve made a killing this time."

Yang Yi and Kate looked at each other, then both of them, somewhat confused, followed Brian out.

Zhang Yong seemed very used to Mike’s behavior. He patted Yang Yi’s shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don’t be so naive in the future. When you’re supposed to die, you die. The worst fate is to fall into enemy hands and struggle to die."

Yang Yi whispered back, "I understand now."

Zhang Yong looked at Yang Yi and Kate and suddenly sighed softly, "Another one, no, should be two. Both of you need to kill your naivete and shed unnecessary sympathy. You’re responsible for yourselves and to your comrades, understand?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "I’ll remember that. I won’t be... as naive as this person! Never."

In the underworld, you have to follow the rules of the underworld.

Yang Yi had been trained by Zhang Yong before and had a good memory. He remembered everything Zhang Yong had told him, but many things didn’t have a strong impression on him when heard, or he might not even realize what situation he was in, or he was unable to relate what he had learned to practical action. This was a common problem for newcomers in all trades.

If just attending classes could make you an expert, then what value would those who have worked in the field for decades have?

Listening to lectures could never compare to the effect of practical experience. Yang Yi was growing; reality had killed his naivety and shed his greenness.

Talking as he walked, Yang Yi quickly followed Brian and the others to what looked like the mercenaries’ quarters, and Brian and Paul had already begun to search the dead men’s pockets.

"Money!"

Of course, Mike was also searching, and when he pulled out a stack of euros, he exclaimed excitedly and shouted loudly, "Quick! Quick!"

Zhang Yong joined the search party, and naturally, Yang Yi followed. Kate also started searching without hesitation, while Xiao Ran stood with her gun on guard in the hall.

As he searched the bodies for money, Mike urged, "Move faster, Fearless Mercenary Corps has received a big job, ah, ten percent down payment is thirty thousand euros!"

Soon, all the bodies had been searched, and Mike carelessly pulled off a piece of curtain, threw all the cash onto it, grabbed it, and shouted urgently, "Search for any usable equipment. Why are your hands still hanging like that?"

Mike was addressing Yang Yi with this remark because Yang Yi still had Bass’s hands dangling from his neck, and he was so preoccupied he didn’t feel the strangulation.

With one hand holding the money and the other pinching the thread hanging from Yang Yi’s neck, Mike just glanced at it and said, "Interesting, this is ultra-high-molecular-weight polyethylene fiber."

Yang Yi took one of the severed hands, wrapped it around his neck, and untied the thread that was still embedded in his flesh, then asked, "What is this?"

One end of the thread was attached to a fine carbon fiber stick, while the other was connected to a small device that was fixed to Bass’s wrist.

Mike urged, "Keep this, it’s useful. Don’t analyze these things now, hurry up and look for other usable items."

Brian said in a stern voice, "Ten minutes have passed, time to pull out. There won’t be much equipment here. Be satisfied with any unexpected gains we’ve made. Let’s move."

Mike looked around regretfully and said, "It’s a pity. It would have been nice if the person paying the assassins was here too, could’ve had tens of thousands more, frick!"

Brian said sternly, "Stop talking nonsense. Are we waiting for Fearless Group to show up or what?"

Mike was in a very good mood, an extremely good mood. Although a big bag of money was really heavy, he slung the curtain-wrapped cash over his shoulder and laughed, "The French police are slow, but don’t take my jokes seriously. The important thing isn’t to wait for Fearless people to actually come, so we really should get going."