My Daughter is an Assassin

Chapter 10: The Massacre Begins!

Right after Pierce lost his temper and accidentally killed his sexual partner, something serious was about to go down

A group of people dressed in jungle camouflage suddenly barged into Pierce's villa. Each of them held an automatic rifle and walked in as if no one was around.

When Pierce saw them, he immediately stretched out his hands and shouted, "My dear Squid! You're finally here!"

If there were people from the underworld present, they would definitely be shocked when they heard the name Squid

That was because Squid was a famous mercenary. This person was a good leader, determined. He could be considered a first-class mercenary. But his strength did not lie in himself, but in his team. Squid had formed a mercenary team in his early years. This team was made up of people who were not afraid of death. They were all extremely fierce. Squid had relied on them to make a name for himself internationally.

"Pierce! If it wasn't for the fact that your US dollars are hard to refuse, I definitely wouldn't have taken a step into the United States!" Squid said.

After Squid entered, he immediately gave an order. Then, his group immediately fanned out in every direction according to their formation.

Although they were not afraid of death, they would not throw their lives away for no reason. They had to constantly pay attention to their surroundings, stay vigilant and watch out for potential threats that could cause trouble for them. This was the world of mercenaries. There was no logic to it.

They had to be especially cautious in the United States. Squid had bad memories of this place. This country was made up of hooligans. As long as your fist was big enough, then it meant that you would survive

There was another thing he hated This country revealed a layer of hypocrisy from top to bottom!

This kind of social consensus that was constructed for the sake of superficial harmony was, in his opinion, extremely hypocritical. Without any foundation, everyone relied on shouting in order to gain approval. However, in reality, the situation did not improve at all.

This kind of hypocrisy made him extremely disgusted!

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But this time, he came because he had his eyes on Pierce's US dollars.

No matter how much he hated this place, he would never hate US dollars!

To him, US dollars were his life. With money, he could continue to strengthen his team and make more money!

It wasn't easy for him to make a fortune, but now he was putting money first.

He took Pierce's mission because he knew Pierce.

In Africa, Pierce had once saved him. At that time, he was being tracked, and Pierce hid him in his car and helped him to escape.

In addition, the reward was too tempting. That was why he was willing to set foot in the United States again.

100 million dollars!

This was a huge sum for him.

With a 100 million dollars, he could fulfil many wishes that he couldn't fulfil before.

He had never been on a mission with such a high reward. And even if he saved up all the reward money from previous missions, he could never dream of reaching 100 million dollars! But this time, he had his chance!

There was no reason for him to not accept it.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't commit to something I'm not sure of. If nothing goes wrong, that person will be easily dealt with. I know you have the skill set to complete this mission! When the time comes, with so many of you, you'll be able to snipe him from afar. Even if he is a God, he will die!" Pierce said eagerly.

Hearing that Squid was hesitant about being in the United States, Pierce quickly tried to persuade him, to convince him that the mission was worth the risk.

The assassin codenamed Asura might be really strong, but no matter how strong he was, could he be stronger than more than thirty mercenaries who took death defying risks every day?

Also, they had so many snipers on their side. As long as Asura dared to show his face, Pierce could guarantee that he would not come out of it alive!

"Yes!"

Hearing Pierce's words, Squid seemed to be persuaded. He nodded and gradually relaxed.

"You guys..."

"Be careful!"

After speaking with Pierce, Squid turned around and was about to arrange the mission with his subordinates, when suddenly his sixth sense made him take another look at the people in his team. If he didn't look, he wouldn't have known. When he looked, he was shocked. He spotted a face he had never seen before.

Squid knew that someone had snuck in. And if he wasn't mistaken, no one but Pierce's target could sneak in here in plain sight and never be seen

For a moment, he couldn't get his words out. Couldn't form a sentence.

How could this have happened?

And right under his nose

Returning to his senses, Squid shouted, "He's here!"

A silver dagger appeared in the hand of one the mercenaries. The dagger flashed, shining in the bright lights. And then came the sound of a blade cutting flesh...

It sounded like someone was cutting a watermelon, hungrily harvesting lives.

Because they were mercenaries, fugitives and wanted criminals, they would do their best to hide their appearance in the city.

Because of this, they wouldn't be easily discovered by others.

Borg already knew all of Pierce's plans when he came here. He also played along and blended into this team. It didn't take him long at all.

As the king of soldiers, it was a piece of cake for him to blend in. And once he had successfully infiltrated the team, he didn't need to disguise himself anymore.

If Borg had wanted to continue disguising himself, no one would have noticed him. But he didn't care about that now. They could all know who he was

The Asura!

These people usually did not know much about each other. They only needed to be together when they went out on missions.

Mercenaries only needed to take care of themselves. That was the most basic instinct of a mercenary.

None of them knew one of their teammates was actually the enemy. They were oblivious to it.

This was something they hadn't expected

***

In less than ten seconds, the silver dagger in Borg's hand had already taken six lives. On average, it took him little more than a second to kill a person.

The speed at which he worked was extremely terrifying.

Ten seconds later, the group of mercenaries finally came to their senses, realizing they had been infiltrated. They all reacted swiftly and fiercely, each of them defending against the enemy.

However, they had underestimated Borg's strength.

Every time they attacked, Borg was able to directly stab his opponent's vital parts and find their weakness.

When the dagger rose and fell, one person died, and then he went to kill the next

Borg's movements were smooth and fluid. It was as if he wasn't killing people but performing a show!