John pondered for a moment, and did not reply immediately, but asked, "Vivian, I remember that the company still has more than 8.2 million US dollars in retirement payments, right? When will he give me the check?"

Such a large pension is what John wants to get, and the others are fake. After all, the small goal of buying an island is not something that can be accomplished just by saying it, and every amount of money that should be obtained cannot be spared.

Vivian "John, don't be like a crying baby. Although everyone in the company must retire until they are fifty years old, your retirement contract Brut has not been signed yet, so in theory you are still an employee of the company."

John's face immediately became cold, "What does Brut mean?"

Why are people in this plane like this? They don’t cry when they see the coffin. They don’t suffer any pain, and they don’t get any experience when they touch the corpse and expose their equipment. They don’t know how powerful I am.

I really don't want to upgrade, but there are always people who want to mess with me and not let me live a good life.

While touching John's hand, Vivian advised him kindly, "Brut just wants you to help the company again. This revenge operation, we need more refined, more experienced and more powerful people. No young people can do it. Only you, Black Caesar, can take this heavy responsibility. John, for my sake, take action again, only this time. You have retired, isn't it good to earn an extra million US dollars?"

John looked at her blue eyes, "I'll tell you the truth. Even if Brut came to beg me personally, I wouldn't take this order even if he raised the remuneration to $2 million."

Vivian gritted her teeth, "Two million US dollars! One million US dollars in advance, and the other one million US dollars will be paid twenty-four hours after the matter is completed."

John "Trade! Send the target information to the company server, and I will do it immediately after receiving the advance payment. Also, thank you for the champagne and steak."

Looking at John's departure back, Vivian came to his senses for a long time, "How did this old guy become like this now? The older he gets more and more interesting, it's interesting."

She took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, Brut, John has agreed. You can prepare a million US dollars as soon as possible, and he will do things after receiving the money... Well, I know, I will postpone it for two days before paying him. You have arranged it with Pedro Gonzalez, Belarus, and that's it..."

Vivian sighed, "John, I'm sorry, I'm forced too."

...

John left the restaurant and immediately drove to New York.

He remembered that Marcus had been in the same industry as himself, and was of the same age, so he should have retired recently.

Marcus is also a veteran killer and has a very brilliant record. Even if his pension is not as high as mine, it will definitely not be low.

John wanted to know whether Brut had his pension alone or whether everyone was deducted.

He promised Vivian to take the order for a while and just slowed down, and he didn't want to have a stumble with the company. After all, there was more than 8.2 million US dollars in his hands. Before he could tear his face, many things didn't have to be so extreme.

You can get experience and equipment from others when you go up. This is no longer a human being, it is similar to a lunatic, right?

Just like the legend of that year, in the Zhengtu online game, everyone will kill people and rob, and rob others in a list of blue and red, which will provoke others a guild...

If you do it like online games, you will sooner or later get involved in the whole world. You have no strength to challenge the whole world at present. Whether you can be more slack or less, at least you have to figure out the situation.

The ancients had to be famous when siege cities and plundered land. They had to invade their country and convict them of crimes.

John certainly understood the truth that even the ancients understood.

If you don't mess with me, everyone will be in peace.

If you mess with me, you will die.

I'm very honest. I really don't want to do something like touching a corpse.

While driving, John called Marcus, who was in New York.

"Hey, Marcus, are you at home now? I have something to ask you...I remember you seem to have retired, did Brut sign your contract? I signed it?! Congratulations! You go to the headquarters tomorrow to get the check? More than 6.7 million US dollars! It's a lot. I... My contract is a little troublesome... Well, I'll go to your house now and wait for me. Our old guys have a good drink."

John hung up the phone and felt relieved.

Maybe Brut didn't sign my contract just to get another order before retirement.

...

New York.

It was already dark when John drove to Marcus's apartment.

John went up and rang the doorbell.

But after pressing for a long time, there was no response.

"Hey, Marcus, are you at home?"

John shouted, knocking on the door a few more times, but still didn't respond.

"It's weird. I had a call with Marcus before and made an appointment to come to his house for a drink. Why is there no one now?"

John tried to call Marcus's phone again. Although it could be connected, no one answered it, and he was vaguely hearing the ringtone of the phone inside the house.

Something is wrong!

John immediately activated the derivative of the characteristic demon to explore the energy in the house...

Looking through the wall, you can vaguely see a faint red color inside, which is almost dissipated.

not good!

John immediately forced open the door, and a smell of gas came to him.

He coughed a few times, immediately opened the window, closed the gas valve in the kitchen according to the smell, and saw Marcus lying on the ground with an apron tied with half-cut carrots on the cutting board.

John squatted down and put on Marcus's neck.

This old guy is no longer helpful, the heat is almost gone, and the redness on his body is almost impossible to detect even the heat sensing.

There is no doubt that on my way here, someone killed Marcus and pretended to be the scene, causing the illusion of gas poisoning.

But John, through his sharp characteristics, increased his sense of smell by 300%, he smelled the smell of drugs remaining in the air, and the smell of as many as five people. Moreover, there were two women inside, and the smell of women and men was very different.

"It seems that Marcus was suddenly attacked by a team of killers while cooking at home. He resisted for a while, but eventually lost..."

There are traces of fighting in the living room. Although it has been removed, experts like John can still see it.

Although Marcus was once a master, the years were unforgiving. As he got older, his abilities naturally declined, and it was normal for him to be outnumbered. Unlike John, his abilities increased instead of retreating.

"Marcus died the day before he received his pension... This is a bit strange..."

Marcus is an old killer with countless blood in his hands, and it is inevitable to make enemies. It is impossible to find out who killed it.

But at this time, the only beneficiary of Marcus' death was the company, and the company would not have to pay a huge pension of more than US$6.7 million.

"Maybe...Brut deliberately refused to sign my contract and refused to retire. He also made such a plan..."

John doesn't know much about Brut. He has been working under former president Michael for so many years. John always believes that after Michael stepped down, General Manager Vivian will take over, but he didn't expect that the fat guy who came to power in the end...
Chapter completed!