The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 7

Noella was speechless.

“Who placed the order?”

“No clue, the account’s encrypted.”

Noella stretched her hand to massage her temple. “Reject it. Find out who they are, their ID, and their background.”

“Got it, but it looks like they’ve posted a bunch of similar gigs. Aside from the one specifically for you, there are several other scattered jobs that have been snapped up!”

Jobs posted on the deep web were up for grabs, except for those with a set price for her and a

few other top–notch hitmen.

To take out Marcel, they actually lined up over a dozen hitmen!

Noella asked for the details of the person who took the job and hung up the phone.

“This the place? Got a tip from an informant that Marcel’s holed up here, third floor, room three

in building three.”

“Yep, that’s right. Snipers, in position. The rest of you, follow me into the hospital”

Across from Imperial West Hospital, three snipers took aim from different angles at Marcel who was pacing around inside the ward!

Six hitmen disguised themselves and waltzed right into the hospital, scattering toward various buildings.

Noella stood on the rooftop, her silenced sniper rifle aimed at the three snipers through the window. She was calculating the trajectory.

The snipers were a thousand feet away, well within her shooting range!

The trigger was pulled, and three bullets flew out simultaneously, hitting their marks without fail, right between the snipers‘ eyes!

They hit the ground before they could even signal for help.

Noella, as if knowing the outcome in advance, packed up her rifle and put on her hat as she descended.

On the third floor, a group of people made a grand entrance in the corridor!

The leader was particularly eye–catching, dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing muscular forearms, sharp eyes, and a chiseled face that looked like a masterpiece from God.

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And yet, there was this subtle smile on his face, seemingly approachable and easy–going but. with an underlying cold aloofness that kept people at bay.

With a towering height of nearly six feet three inches and an air of frostiness, only one person could exude such an aura!

The helmsman of Imperial City’s top tycoon family, the Pollack family, Palmer Pollack!

The Pollack family’s business spanned the globe, with Palmer’s name consistently topping. Forbes‘ lists, and that was just the tip of the iceberg; the true extent of the Pollack family’s power was beyond anyone’s guess.

real estate, healthcare, finance, education–you name it, the Pollack

Harmonia Country had something from the Pollack

the entire floor

swept over, a faint smile on his lips. “Have the medical

off guard by the sharp perception of the Pollack family

of imperceptible coldness crossed Palmer’s eyes before he

“Whoosh!”

bullet slicing through the air suddenly reached Palmer’s ears!

been rigorously trained since childhood, he knew every bullet sound by heart, and this sound

the old man is safe.”

gave the order and turned to walk down the corridor behind

knife skillfully severing his carotid. Her expression was calm,

you’re Wise Fool? I thought Wise Fool wasn’t taking orders!

trap, Wise Fool is here!”

bullets flying from the gun barrel, hitting the hitmen right between the eyes!

had no way out and drew their guns, ready for a last

is

male voice echoed from the depths of the

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black shirt walked up the stairs, his black shoes tapping the ground, each step like

the naked eye, and before the hitmen even realized what

landed on him.

with those moves and the aura of death all over him, if

one hitman organization on the deep web’s rankings. Abyssal Organization, whose code name was Vocalist!

frowned slightly, meeting Palmer’s scrutinizing

wrist bones cracking, and said with a smile, “Heard your price

Noella was speechless.

dude?” She thought.

after her could line up from the Lambert Mansion all the way

had figured out

another hitman’s neck as she said coldly, “Don’t sell

was at a loss for

thought the infamous Wise Fool from the deep web’s hit list would have such a sharp tongue?

off her hands, taking down a few more hitmen nearby, and looked

here to kill

pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to

if I am or not?”

also seen the message posted on the deep web, which specifically mentioned Wise Fool taking

a girl and such a young–looking one at

gender, and appearance were the least important things.

here to kill Marcel, she

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it out

this job,”

leaning against the staircase with his bespoke shirt sporting some snazzy cufflink, oozing this