The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Six people sat in the meeting room. These six people were the six leaders of the killer organization, The Lake.

Nathan grinned and said, "Hello, everyone. If you're my guys, cut me."

These six people turned to look at him, and their faces changed a lot.

At this moment, on the screen in the meeting room, there were two photos. One was Gussie, and the other was Nathan.

Gussie came out after Nathan. She wore a short down jacket with jeans and a pair of Nike sneakers, which made her look very simple and fresh.

"Are you looking at our photos? You don't have to look at them. We are here," Gussie said lightly.

Among these six people, an elderly man in his sixties frowned and said slowly, "I didn't expect the two of you to be so well-informed. I can't believe you came right to our organization..."

Nathan took Gussie's hand and walked in directly. Then they sat down side by side on the chairs beside these six people.

"Continue the meeting. I want to know how you plan to kill me after losing thirteen killers," Nathan said with a smile, tilting his head.

The old man became sullen and said, "Since you came here on your own initiative and delivered yourself into our hands, then it seems that we don't need to discuss it."

Gussie shook her head and said, "I'm curious how much money the Reagan family in Rikkus gave you. How much is my life worth?"

"Six million dollars," The old man didn't hesitate to tell the real situation to a dying person.

Gussie said with disappointment, "The Reagan family's members are really stingy. If I live, I can get more than a billion dollars from them. But they're buying my life for six million dollars?"

Six million dollars was actually a sky-high price for Gussie, who was an unknown person.

Generally speaking, ordinary people wanted to find killers to kill others, they often spent more than ten thousand dollars. There were so many desperados rushing to do it.

If they looked for a better organization, they would have to spend between a hundred thousand and a few hundred thousand dollars. Those people, who could be worth six million dollars, were often celebrities and had a certain social status.

or that you are out of your mind. Knowing that we are going to kill you, and you came to our

The butterfly knife was

envious. She really liked the butterfly knife, but she couldn't

said, "Since you're

Nathan and said, "About your life, we'll only charge the Reagan family one share.

"Okay. Those juniors of the Reagan family hate me very much. They said that if I were in Rikkus, they would definitely

had already stood up, dispersed slowly and then surrounded Nathan and Gussie

observe Gussie. He only saw that her expression was as

did a good job of cultivating her guts,

was too sharp, so she always

Evans, why did you ask Butcher and me to come here so late?" A carefree voice came from the door at

monkey, walked in. As soon as he saw the bustle of the scene, he screamed out,

he saw the two men in black lying at the door. When he

she heard the strange screams of

asked, "What

"Excited," Nathan said indifferently.

Jack and Butcher had

so many years, now that they were free to kill now,

you here to die? It's just right. You are going to die here together," The woman holding

killer is a woman,"

you, and the three on the right belong to me.

This woman belongs

displeasure, "Have you guys

their heads and bowed to

confused. They wondered

all," Nathan's eyes turned cold,

his words,

the butterfly

chubby hand pinched her wrist. Then