the first goal
" Honorable No. 9527: Ghostface, congratulations on successfully entering this site.”
Ghost Face
[Mission success rate: 0%]
Zhang Hao opened the bounty mission page again.
[Target: Chen Kuishan, Chairman of Shanghai Hurricane Real Estate Company]
[Bounty: 10 million]
[Killing requirement: I want him to die in pain, best if it's in water. I want him to suffocate to death.]
[Death address: It would be best if it was at his house.]
[Assassin Level: Unlimited]
Time of death: Within three months
The target, Chen Kuishan, had relied on the Chen family to rise up in Shanghai. In just a few years, he had relied on his ruthless methods and invincible money-making ability to become a leader in Shanghai's real estate and entertainment industries.
This was Zhang Hao's previous impression of Chen Kuishan.
The reason why he chose this mission was because this mission reflected extreme hatred. If it was for money or benefits, there would not be such strong hatred.
The words of this bounty mission were filled with hatred.
According to Zhang Hao's intuition, the probability of such a target being an evil person was much higher.
Moreover, a person like Chen Kuishan had always had a terrible reputation.
Zhang Hao began to search for the basic information of his target on the Internet.
As expected,
There was a lot of negative news about this guy on the internet.
" During the violent demolition of Hurricane Real Estate, hundreds of men in black acted as the vanguard and beat and kicked the civilians. The next day, another household in the East District caught fire. After the investigation, it was caused by the aging of the electrical circuit."
" This morning, a dispute broke out in White Dragon Bay due to the demolition. Some people who were unwilling to be demolished had a conflict with the men in black. Dozens of people were injured and hospitalized."
Some people said that every high-rise building of Hurricane Real Estate was built on countless blood.
From the lawsuits he found online, there were even many cases of murder.
Among the victims of Hurricane Real Estate, there were small vendors who could not afford to pay rent, and there were also migrant workers who were beaten to death.
However, there were more rumors about the deaths of some female celebrities and the most popular female internet celebrities, as well as rumors related to Chen Kuishan.
And this was after most of them had been deleted.
Zhang Hao flipped to one of them. It was a Short videos of a bar.
He saw Chen Kuishan in person.
In the bar, there were dozens of female internet celebrities and waitresses in miniskirt sitting around Chen Kuishan.
On the stage of the bar, more than ten girls with explosive figures were dancing.
The DJ was crazily shouting," Everyone, Childe Chen will pay for tonight's expenses. Where are the screams?"
A bald man smiled and extended his hand.
From the video, Zhang Hao could clearly see Chen Kuishan's face.
In his thirties,
Triangular dark eagle eyes,
The corners of his mouth curled up, and his body was empty.
......
At this moment, Chen Kuishan's exclusive Lamborghini supercar, after a cool drift, stopped at the entrance of Shanghai's most luxurious Paradise Entertainment Club.
Chen Kuishan was wearing a hand-made fashionable windbreaker. He was hugging Shanghai's latest internet celebrity, Xue Li. Under the protection of many bodyguards and underlings, he came to the crowd on the first floor.
The waiters, waitresses, and many people who were looking for fun shouted in unison,
"Hello, Young Master Chen!"
"Hello, President Chen!"
At this moment, Chen Kuishan was like a king in a nightclub, patrolling his territory.
Wherever Chen Kuishan went, the lights would follow.
A group of beautiful girls in miniskirt instantly surrounded Chen Kuishan.
A large bag of US dollar bills was thrown onto the stage, and the scene instantly fell silent.
Chen Kuishan jumped onto the stage with a few beauties.
"Today, this Young Master is happy. Everyone here will have a share of these US dollars!”
As he spoke, he picked up two handfuls of cash and threw them at the crowd.
The atmosphere in the nightclub instantly reached its peak.
Screams and revelry could blow the roof off.
Chen Kuishan and a few beautiful women on the stage immediately started dancing the money dance.
Hundreds of dollar bills were constantly thrown at the crowd from the runway.
After Chen Kuishan gestured to the DJ,
The DJ shouted,
"Come, let Childe Chen hear your screams!"
Just as Chen Kuishan was drinking and celebrating at the nightclub.
......
Shanghai,
A haggard man hid in a corner, entered the password, and entered the dark net.
He went in almost every two minutes to take a look. Although it was easy to be found out if he logged into the dark net, he didn't care.
Looking at the post he posted on the dark net, no one received it, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground.
The greater the hope,
The deeper the despair
Every time he thought of that incident, it was as if there was a boning knife stabbing into his heart, and it was the kind of pain that was cut into pieces and pulled out again.
His fiancée was dead.
He died on Chen Kuishan's bed.
The man could only sit quietly in the corner of the mourning hall with lifeless eyes.
He held his fiancée's portrait in one hand and gently stroked her cheek with the other. He just looked at her blankly.
The man thought of the joy of holding hands with her as they crossed the road.
He recalled her mischievous smile when she pinched his ear.
He recalled the last time they met.
If she had gone home with her, this wouldn't have happened.
He was extremely regretful.
He wished that he was the one who died.
He slapped his face again and again.
It was as if this was the only way to alleviate the pain in his heart.
In front of the ice coffin,
"My daughter, I'm sorry. I didn't protect you well. It's all my fault!”
The old woman beat her chest hoarsely.
Punch after punch...
The man's heart also twitched.
The old woman cried out breathlessly,"My daughter, why are you so stubborn? If you leave, what will your father and I do?”
"Daughter!"
The old woman cried and fainted again.
His wife, a simple old man from the countryside, closed his eyes in pain.
Tears streamed down his cheeks.
The old man clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug into his flesh. He was unaware that his hands were covered in blood.
The old man whose hair had turned white overnight was like a withered tree in winter.
The swaying old man could no longer hold on.
He also fell at the old woman's feet.
The man in the corner of the mourning hall saw the two old men who had fainted in front of the memorial once again.
He felt as if someone had strangled his neck.
It was difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, he looked at the screen.
A pop-up box flashed on it: [Your bounty mission has been received. Receiver: Ghostface!"
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