Chapter 509 - 488: Spread
Set up a film studio, hire a group of actors, and create a fake video that looks incredibly real—this is something Alexander could pull off on his own.
But to rope in three major intelligence agencies to help deceive others? That, Alexander could never manage.
To be honest, it’s a bit terrifying.
These people’s abilities were already intimidating enough. Spies aren’t mercenaries—there’s no need to look at their proficiency with guns.
Just focus on their professional skills.
That fat Brit has a heart that’s pitch-black, venomous, and filthy. He’s really earned his reputation as a s**t-stirrer. The tricks he comes up with are blatantly sinister, transparently fake, yet somehow irresistible. Even knowing you’re walking into a pit of fire, you’d have no choice but to leap in. Absolutely no way out.
He’s ruthless and extremely skilled. His makeup is flawless—so perfect he could even make a living as a hairstylist. That’s impressive. He’s the kind of person who’s solid, capable from head to toe.
Then there’s the Frenchman—silent and low-profile. Despite spending most of his time polishing a watch, repeatedly rubbing and folding the strap, the aged look he achieves on those watches is just perfect. Compare them side by side, and they’re ready to use immediately.
He doesn’t often have a chance to show off, but his ability to spend hours on end meticulously tackling tedious tasks hints at his true nature—he’s renowned for his violent and brutal reputation as France’s guillotine.
This man is unfathomable, far more complex than he appears.
