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.

their fingers in political and business pies, real estate, healthcare, finance, education–you name it, the

in Harmonia Country had something from

the entire floor fell

smile on his lips. “Have the medical staff been

of the Pollack family helmsman, quickly explained, “Yes, there

flicker of imperceptible coldness crossed Palmer’s

“Whoosh!”

a bullet slicing through the

knew every bullet

the old man is safe.”

turned to

his carotid. Her expression was calm, her moves swift, accurate, and ruthless, each strike efficiently downing

I thought Wise Fool wasn’t taking

Wise Fool is here!”

flying from the gun barrel,

her, knew they had no way out and drew their

opponent is

from the depths of

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shoes tapping the ground, each step like a demon crawling

lips, he moved at a speed Invisible to the naked eye, and before the hitmen even realized what was happening, they were breathless!

gaze landed on him.

and the aura of death all over him, if she wasn’t mistaken, there was only one

organization on the deep web’s rankings. Abyssal Organization, whose code name

slightly, meeting

cracking, and said with a smile, “Heard your price went

Noella was speechless.

dude?” She thought.

on the hit list was already worth 200 million dollars. Those after her could line up from

out who she was.

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

was at a loss

deep web’s hit list would have such

taking down a few more hitmen nearby, and looked up

to kill

shoulders, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to meticulously wipe the blood from his hands.

it matter if I

deep web, which specifically

to be a girl

that age, gender, and appearance were the least important things. In fact, they are the

turned icy. If Vocalist was also here

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it out

out of this job,”

sporting some snazzy cufflink, oozing this indescribable ease and gentleness with every