Chapter 224: Eric’s Childhood
"I understand. I just wanted to reassure you, not rush for the payment. Feel free to call me again—whether it’s the Grim Reaper or a god, we can bring them down with a single shot."
"Alright, hanging up now," the other person responded indifferently.
The man let out a cold snort, shutting off his phone. He removed the SIM card and tossed it into the river behind the house.
His eyes glinted coldly in the dark, like a phantom or a bloodthirsty wolf prowling in the night. He was Blood Wolf, the leader of the most mysterious assassin group, the Blood Wolf Squad.
Assassin squads like his usually consisted of four or five members, making it easier to complete missions. However, Eric’s men had already captured the sharpshooter, and for the first time, Blood Wolf found himself in a difficult situation. He couldn’t understand why the usually infallible marksman, known as "One-Shot Blade," had been caught.
There were two possibilities.
First, perhaps One-Shot Blade had seen something that distracted him.
Second, the thin man had caught him off guard, someone One-Shot Blade would have never considered a threat. Most people ran in fear at the sound of a gunshot, but that man stayed and managed to injure him.
Now, Blood Wolf had two plans.
First, attempt to rescue One-Shot Blade.
Second, if that failed, eliminate One-Shot Blade quietly. Dead men tell no tales.