Chapter 225 A Tight-Fisted Man

Like so, a turbulent wave of excitement had hit the city, unbeknownst to the many residents.

But while others were filled with bubbly excitement, some only felt a wave of murderous thrill fluctuate within their eyes.

In a private office within a luxurious mansion, a chubby man was swirling on his chair in the dark with his phone on his ears like a five-year-old.

"Hahahaha~... Welcome! Welcome to Luxian City! Do you have everything you need for the job?"

Wei Kwo was so excited, spraying saliva into the air the more he spoke.

He felt both anxious and very eager for what was about to come too.

Finally, he would get rid of the brat for good!

Unlike the useless men he stole from the Tians, getting a professional from the Darknet would definitely guarantee his success.

Look! This was how professionals should be!

Wei Kwo's meaty flesh gripped his no horn higher, listening to the call voice on the other side of the phone.

[Is the money ready?]

"Yes! Yes!" Wei Kwo nodded vigorously.

You have to know that this was also the first time he used the Darknet for such matters.

So he was very much lawsuits when working with these high-listed assassins and mercenaries.

One false move from him could incur their wrath.

People like these most probably had their personal teams that they've been grooming for years.

So why would he want to piss them off?

Of course, as decided, after agreeing on a particular assassin, he paid half of the money promised.

The other half would be paid once the job was done.

He didn't worry about the assassin taking his money and fleeing because these people in the Darknet took pride in their work, not wanting any stain on their resumes.

He was sure that the assassin he hired would do the job efficiently.

This he had long gathered the other half of the money, ready to wire in the transfer once word came in.

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"So, how fast can you attack the boy? I mean... When will you act?"

Yes!

Wei Kwo breathed a sigh of relief, listening to the man's words.

Indeed.

He was too hasty in this matter.

It was best for the assassin to observe and find the secret out. This would also be beneficial to him when he eventually blackmailed these prominent families into singing according to his tune.

Additionally, it would be bad if, on the day the assassin planned to attack, the Gia or Hous had their men over too.

For sure, the assassin would be overpowered, and he would've lost his money's worth.

As a very tight-fisted and thrifty person, he didn't like giving money to others, even if it entailed paying their wages.

So imagine how pissed he would be if the assassin got captured?

As expected, the assassin was more experienced in these things than he was.

In that case, what was he worrying about?

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"Alright. Just do what you want. I'm expecting to hear good results."

[Naturally... After all, today, the boy pulled quite a big stunt. And to be honest, you'll have to increase the pay a lot more before I can continue any further.]

What?!

Increase the pay? Why?

Wei Kwo stood abruptly, feeling angered for his continuous loss of money from his bank account.

Of course he didn't blame the assassin but pinned it all on Dorian instead.

'Since you're going to die, why drag me into poverty before you do so? Can't you see that I'm allergic to poverty?'

Wei Kwo was aggrieved.

With all the private money he was paying about here and there, as well as his family's nouveau-rich exaggerated spending habits, how can his pockets not bleed?

Dammit!

He gritted his teeth in rage.

Once again, he couldn't help thinking of what bloody secret the boy held that could gather so many major personnel and their men to his estate?

Was this some sort of joke?

Who can tell him what was truly going in here?

(TπT)