Chapter 408: some killer kingston

   Chapter 408 A certain killer Kingston

  Kingston Casa is a waiter in a well-known club on the streets of Rome. In the eyes of many people, this is not a job that can be taken, and the salary is very small, but Kingston is very satisfied with his career.

  Om!

But at this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated when he put it in his clothes bag, which made his face change slightly, and at the same time, he quickly took out a dark box from his trousers bag, and the display above it was impressive. Has a blood-stained dagger icon.

"Are you on a mission again? Oh dears, it looks like mine left for a while. What a pity." Looking at the blood-stained dagger icon on the monitor, Kingston sneered uncharacteristically and narrowed his eyes. Dangerous look.

"Oh, Kingston, what are you still dawdling on here? Didn't you see that a table of guests has left, so why don't you go and clean it up for me. If you dawdle like this again, don't blame me for letting you not get this month's Salary!" A big fat man with a short body scolded and walked over. This is the owner of this club. He seems to have been disliked by Kingston for a long time. He often finds trouble with him and deducts wages.

"boom!"

   But at the next moment, a black shadow kicked his beer belly with an unmistakable and powerful kick, sending it flying straight away! It caused a commotion and screaming in the club.

"Hey, dead fat man, I have long disliked you, so now I am honored to inform you that you have been fired from my job, hahaha." I saw that Kingston directly tore the waiter's clothes on him and threw them aside. The extremely hard dark muscles inside were exposed, causing many lonely men and women in the club to look straight.

   But at this time, Kingston had already left the club and went to a place he would never go to in a very short period of time. An abandoned factory.

   In that abandoned factory, he actually entered a basement, and quickly received information about the mission through some high-tech equipment... Oh, yes, he does have another identity that can't be seen!

   That's him Kingston, a killer!

  A four-star killer of Blood Blade, a famous Italian killer group!

  The blood blade killer is divided into five levels, from one star to five stars, and the strength increases from weak to strong! In addition, it is slightly different from other killer organizations. Every Blood Blade Killer will have an agent who is responsible for contacting them within the organization, managing the distribution of tasks, and taking commissions.

   And he, Kingston, as the "star killer" who has rushed to the four-star star at the fastest speed in the organization in recent years, is naturally trusted by his agent! At the same time, the number of points drawn is very low, which can be regarded as the lowest level.

"I don't know who the target will be this time? If you get 3 million euros, doesn't that mean the employer took out more than 6 million? It's really worth it... I don't know what kind of hatred it has..." Kingston leisurely said After making a cup of coffee, I picked up the printed target information and looked at it. But at the next moment, when his eyes swept over the document, his hands suddenly shook violently, and with a click, the coffee cup fell to the ground, and the cup shattered.

And the hot, freshly brewed coffee splashed onto his feet wearing slippers, but he seemed to be unconscious, only an emotion called trembling and fear, like burning sycamore flowers, in his dark The face gradually released.

   "This, this, this is not..."

  Kingston looked at the photo of the Oriental who had fallen to the ground with a faint smile on his face, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Because he remembered it very clearly, when he was waiting for a big person in the organization when he went to the higher existence of the organization - outside the Castle of the Brad family, he saw a person who was in the sky with his own eyes. The 20-something-year-old oriental young man actually walked leisurely in the castle, accompanied by the great and noble Bragard family butler, Sir Silia humbly.

Even when the young man seemed to have noticed his peeking gaze, turned his head and smiled at him... That oriental face with a faint smile was like a tattoo, ruthlessly engraved on it. his heart. From that day on, he never dared to forget.

   Just kidding, he's not stupid, of course he knows very well that even the dignified Lord Silia can only accompany him for a leisurely walk in the castle. After all, that is the great and noble housekeeper of the Brad family, Sir Silia, who can accompany such a big man for a walk in such humility. How many are there in Italy?

   But now, but now what did he actually see?

   Seeing that their organization dared to take on this kind of task, let him take the head of the other party!

  Oh~ God, are you kidding me?

With a groan in his heart, Kingston immediately took out the dark little box, and after entering a few symbols and numbers on it, he heard a beep, and a somewhat low mechanical sound immediately rang: "Oh, Kingston, what's the matter with me? Did you see the information I sent you, this is a big deal, kill that person and you can get three hundred..."

"Big deal? Big deal shit, are you **** **** trying to kill me? Connect me with the Marquis of Toronto right now, come on, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, or we'll both have to go to God!" But then Kingston interrupted it rudely and said loudly full of foul language.

"...You, what are you talking about? Sorry, Kingston, I don't seem to understand what you mean, and with your authority, there is no way to speak directly to Lord Marquis of Toronto." The other side was stunned for a while, Only slowly.

But Kingston didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him any more, and said anxiously: "Kieran, I advise you to forget about those **** permissions now, if you don't want to be shot through your head for no reason. Hurry up and help. I connected with the Marquis of Toronto, and I don't have the time or mood to talk nonsense with you right now."

   After he finished speaking, there was a long silence on the other side, until when Kingston's patience was about to be worn out, there was finally a 'drip' sound from the black box.

   Immediately, a cold voice sounded, "Who is it?"

"Hello, great and esteemed Marquis of Toronto. I'm Kingston, the four-star killer in the organization, and I think I have a very, very serious matter that I need to report to you, and I think you'll be interested to know. Hearing this, Kingston felt a shudder in his heart and felt a lot of pressure, but he still daring to speak.

   "Four-star killer?"

Hearing this, the owner of the gloomy voice on the other side seemed a little surprised. I didn't expect that someone in the organization would dare to violate the rules and let a four-star killer exceed his authority to talk to him in Toronto... But he still didn't hang up the phone immediately, just his tone Some impatiently said: "Speak, I will give you ten seconds."

"I received a task today, and the target of the task is an oriental man in his twenties. And that oriental man, I seem to have seen him in the Brad family castle. At that time, Lord Silia was still with him. ." Hearing that, Kingston said quickly.

   "His!"

   And when he finished speaking, he was horrified to find that the sound of Lord Marquis of Toronto suddenly gasping for air came from the black box.

And immediately following, his voice trembled a little, and said: "One, an Oriental? In his twenties... Mr. Celia is still with him?" It was full of horror that couldn't be suppressed.

  Because through Kingston's description, he seems to already know who the other party is talking about. To make them the chief steward of the Brad family, Mr. Celia respectfully accompany him, and he is still an Oriental, in his twenties... He couldn't help trembling suddenly when he thought of this, because these descriptions were the only ones that fit the bill. Yes, other than the great and respected Mr. Chen from the East China, who else can be?

   Someone released a mission to assassinate Mr. Chen in their Blood Blade?

   "Your Excellency the Marquis of Toronto, are you still listening? Are you interrupted?

   Immediately after, Kingston realized that the call had been interrupted, which made him heave a sigh of relief, and murmured, "It seems that he has finally saved his life."

   He is not stupid, he is naturally very clear that the Marquis of Toronto can take a breath just by hearing his description, to that extent... what a terrible big man can do it! ? fortunately…

"boom!"

   "What did you say!? Someone wants to kill Chen, and it's still a mission under the **** blade?"

  In the conference room of a high-rise building in the Brad family, old Brad just received the message from below, his expression changed immediately, and a slap directly smashed the table in front of him.

   Just kidding, assassinate Chen? The last killer organization that dared to assassinate Chen has no **** left now...

   (end of this chapter)