Chapter 534


    Christian came close to Joyce and blew softly in her ear, gangly, which seemed like he was flirting.


    "Oh, that''s quite something to ask. So you want an empty check? What am I capable of doing for you? I


    can''t do killing and setting fire jobs."


    Joyce snickered and dusted him off.


    "Surely it won''t be something difficult for you, not against thew, not against your heart, within your


    ability. Don''t worry." Christian assured.


    "OK. You tell me. What information did you get?"


    Joyce had a straightforward nature and there was always a price to pay for getting anything. Whatever


    it was that he wanted her to do, and it''s not against thew, and it''s not against her heart, and it''s within


    her ability, sure, she could ept it.


    "It''s not convenient to talk here with peopleing and going, so youe with me." Christian hooked


    his little finger and threw a wink at her as he straightened up and crossed his long, slender legs past


    Joyce.


    Joyce looked slightly wary, but followed him to an unupied ce between two buildings.


    It''s not spacious enough for two people to pass through side by side, but it''s very secluded. And there


    was a wall at the end, so one could only enter and exit through the entrance.


    "Go ahead." Joyce leaned her back against the old brick wall, arms around her chest, waiting for him to


    speak up.


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    "This Ricky is quite something. Former Special Forces, very agile, very urate with his shooting, and


    very good at counter-surveince. He had been on foreign missions before. Two years ago he returned


    to the domestic military zone, became Charlotte''s personal lieutenant, and has now been promoted to


    captain." Christian began to say.


    "Huh."


    Joyce couldn''t help butugh, "What you just said, Karl has all found out. Mr. Bard, is that all you can


    tell me?"


    "Don''t worry, I''m not done yet. I was just briefing you on his background."


    Christian smiled mysteriously lightly and continued.


    "On the surface, he was a special forces soldier who had been on overseas missions. But that''s not


    true, and he faked it all. His real identity abroad is a mercenary. Do you understand mercenary?"


    "Taking money from people?" Joyce raised an eyebrow.


    "Well. To put it nicely, they are mercenaries, and to put it directly, they are no different from killers.


    However, ordinary killers would not take special tasks. Mercenaries take all kinds of tasks, from anyone


    who can pay the price – assassination, or counter-terrorism. No matter who it is, as long as they pay


    enough, there will be people selling their lives." Christian exined.


    "I know. I''ve heard of mercenaries. So, then what? What does that tell you about Ricky, who came from


    a killer background and hid his unsavory resume to enter the military?"


    Joyce had contact with mercenaries, and Georgia, the prison guard who died in the kidnapping


    incident, had also been a mercenary and became a prison guardter. Georgia said that the people


    who were after them should all be mercenaries.


    Thinking about it, she couldn''t help but frown even deeper.


    "Don''t worry, I haven''t gotten to the point." Christian sold off, and said slowly, "Khebury''s arms market


    are under my control. The other day, I learned something. There were people who anonymously rented


    sniper rifles on the ck market for a high price. You know, Khebury is quite a peaceful city, and there


    has not been such a thing for a long time."


    "A sniper rifle?" Joyce eximed, reacting almost instantly, "It can''t be, awm?"


    Christian reached out and flicked her forehead, "Smart. No wonder so many men like you. I like you


    too, why not give me a chance?"


    He started to shake off the bum again before he had a few serious words.


    Joyce stretched her leg and kicked him, "Talk properly!"