"No, someone contacted us through the black market, asking us to kill someone."
"Who's the target?"
"The Godfather of the North American Hegesen Clan."
Ren Feng raised an eyebrow, the Godfather of the Hegesen Clan?
This guy is something of a figure in the underworld, and the Hegesen Clan's influence in the United States isn't small, more or less middling. The difficulty of the job is indeed a bit high, in other words, the Godfather of the Hegesen Clan is worth this price.
Nodding lightly, Ren Feng said, "Then go, do it discreetly, don't let the tail get caught."
"Don't worry, when we make a move, it won't be discovered by the Hegesen Clan."
Chen Fenghuo thumped his chest as he said this.
After hanging up the phone, Ren Feng didn't doubt anything, after all, the Mercenary Corps needed to take on assignments, there was nothing more to say, take money to relieve troubles for others.
