Cross immediately dropped to the ground. The dizziness wasn't too intense, just like the feeling of standing up too quickly after squatting for a long time.
This level of dizziness could be cured by closing your eyes for a couple of minutes. Even the most easily startled people wouldn't be too affected by it.
He figured the other party was likely using a large-scale, widespread poison. After all, this kind of poison wouldn't cause any significant negative effects, so there wouldn't be much of a reaction.
Given the Continental Hotel's power, perhaps all the takeout food in the vicinity had been poisoned!
Realizing this, Cross felt he might actually be done for this time.
The dizziness wasn't fatal to him, and he could still attack.
But the worst part was that the occasional dizziness in his mind prevented him from focusing, and thus he couldn't enter Bullet Time.
Without his phenomenal Gun-fu, he was just an ordinary Marksman.
Jill watched as Cross continuously fired at the window. Without Bullet Time, Cross was on par with Jill's current strength. Plus, he'd lost the initiative and was getting overwhelmed.
The assassins outside the door were instantly panicked by the series of gunshots coming from the room!
That was twenty million – a walking treasure!
If someone else killed him, what would they earn?
Four of them, desperate, charged directly inside. Although Cross, lying on the ground, immediately shot two of them dead, it only served to further stimulate the nerves of the assassins outside.
From the start, Cross had been a ruthless killer, instantly headshotting anyone who appeared, no matter how many there were.
Now, only two had died after four rushed in, which proved he was weakening!
More and more people started crowding into the room. Luckily, these assassins had undergone systematic study and training, so there wasn't a farce of them shooting each other.
The small room instantly crammed with over twenty people. Even with all his abilities, Cross couldn't dodge. He reached out to grab an assassin to use as a shield, but before he could even stand up, they were both riddled with bullets.
As the saying goes, "Even a skilled master can be beaten by a mob." Cross, a renowned figure in the assassin world, a master whose name alone could make the Fraternity of Masons tremble, died at the hands of a group of assassins barely reaching the passing grade.
As for how the remaining assassins would compete for the final victory after seeing the target dead, that had nothing to do with Li Qingyuan.
A mere twenty million. Red Queen could just deduct it from the account; it didn't cost anything!
News of Cross's death quickly spread throughout the dark world. After all, both his identity and the exorbitant twenty-million-dollar bounty were enough to ensure the news spread at lightning speed.
Upon receiving the news, Sloan couldn't help but curse inwardly, calling them a dog-rich family!
Even though he now had over two hundred million dollars in his account, he wouldn't be willing to spend twenty million to buy Cross's life.
Even though Sloan was grumbling inwardly, seeing how casually the other person spent money, he immediately abandoned his plan to welsh on the deal.
In this day and age, capital was king. If the other party could casually spend twenty million to buy the Cross's head, then buying his wouldn't be a problem either.
Besides, he wasn't planning on being an assassin anymore. Offending someone so rich would be like being kicked in the head by a donkey, wouldn't it?
So, he took advantage of the opportunity to get rid of the Cross and purge the traitors, taking all the members of the Fraternity of Masons on a trip to Australia!
The poor souls of the fraternity had spent their entire lives on the East Coast of America. Now, hearing that their boss was going to take them on an all-expenses-paid trip, they were ecstatic and signed up immediately.
Of course, Vixen was designated to stay behind and mind the fort!
Vixen didn't have any objections to this. For her, traveling wasn't that interesting. She had sworn to devote her life to the Loom of Fate, and when everyone else was going out, she would naturally stay behind to guard the place.
"Tsk tsk, this castle is only a hundred years old at most, and the Fraternity of Masons claims to have a history of over a thousand years. I wonder how they calculate that!"
Li Qingyuan knocked on the walls of the castle with his hand, feeling like he'd found another key point.
Sloan had already boarded the chartered plane with the rest of the group, but he knew something would definitely go wrong once the plane was over the middle of the Pacific Ocean!
After all, since Sloan had decided to sell out the entire Fraternity, he might as well eliminate them all to prevent future troubles.
Even if those assassins were all incredible marksmen with astonishing skills, falling from an altitude of tens of thousands of meters would require a protagonist's halo to survive.
However, Li Qingyuan didn't care about the lives of those assassins in the Fraternity. Anyway, according to the plot, those guys would be wiped out by Wesley, who finally discovered the truth. It was just a different way of dying now!
"Let's go, let's go in and take a look!" Jill pushed open the doors of the ancient castle directly. She was now very eager to experience Bullet Time.
Relying solely on information to practice Bullet Time was too difficult. The castle had a full set of training methods and equipment. Jill felt that if she practiced here, she could probably master it in half a month at most.
The two of them walked through the production workshop and training rooms for marksmanship and swordsmanship, and finally saw an unexpected fellow in the sanatorium.
"Is this guy still alive?" Jill said in surprise, kicking Wesley who was lying in the pool with her toes.
Seriously, both of them thought Sloan would have just taken care of Wesley after hearing about Cross's death, but they didn't expect him to forget.
Mainly because Wesley's strength was just too pathetic. These days, he was either getting beaten or abused, spending at least twenty hours a day in the infirmary. So, when Sloan rushed out earlier, nobody even thought of him!
Because before Wesley came to the Fraternity, Li Qingyuan had him drink a glass of water from his ex-girlfriend, which prevented Wesley's killer talent from manifesting. These days, he was purely being abused, causing no one in the entire organization to want to be friends with him.
Everyone was a top-tier assassin. A useless waste with no talent, who would bother with him if it weren't for the chairman's instructions?
The only one who remembered Wesley, Vixen, couldn't even take care of herself right now!
"Let's leave it at that, let him treat it like a dream!" Seeing Wesley was still unconscious, Li Qingyuan thought that, considering he was Professor X's relative, he would spare his life.
Anyway, ever since he took the medicine he made, he wouldn't be able to become an assassin in this lifetime. Let him live out the rest of his life in peace.
Besides, the three million-plus in Wesley's card hadn't been touched yet, which should be enough for him to live as a rich man!
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