By this time, Pete had finished dinner, so Henry called him to leave the bar together.
"Pete, were any of those six people wanted criminals?"
"No, at least our police department here doesn't have bounties on them."
"Go back and check if any other police departments have bounties on them. If they do, you get 5%. If not, just throw them into the valley."
Upon hearing about the 5%, Pete immediately became energetic. His normal weekly salary was less than 5 us dollars.
5% of a 500 us dollar bounty was 25 us dollars, which was more than his monthly salary.
If he encountered a big fish with a 3,000 us dollar bounty, that would be a 150 us dollar commission, and he would be rich.
So, Pete enthusiastically returned to the police station to look through the archives.
Henry went straight home.
As he approached his door, he slowed his pace, carefully nearing the house's main entrance.
Humans die for wealth, and birds die for food.
Today, there had already been two waves of 16 assassins.
Henry's biggest concern now was encountering a large number of bomb explosions.
The panel indicated that five green bead empty shells could synthesize one blue pearl empty shell, which could withstand one bomb and artillery shell attack.
However, it wasn't very clear, as the yield of bombs and artillery shells varied greatly.
Therefore, Henry thought it was better to be cautious, avoiding being bombed as much as possible to reduce losses.
He now had 175 gray bead empty shells, 58 white bead empty shells, and 5 green bead empty shells.
Every five lower-level empty shells could synthesize one higher-level empty shell.
This meant he could synthesize a maximum of 4 blue pearl empty shells to withstand 4 bomb explosions.
Henry didn't feel any danger, so he used his key to open the door and slowly pushed it open.
Indeed, there was no danger alarm. Henry slowly walked into the house, slowly moving through all areas.
Walking slowly was a precaution so that if danger arose, his danger premonition would trigger, and he would have enough time to escape.
It took him over ten minutes, but Henry finally confirmed that the house was safe.
He returned to the first-floor hall and began to think about his next actions.
He was fortunate this time to have the danger premonition talent; otherwise, he would truly be restless.
But he still had to be careful, just in case.
This was also because Henry was highly skilled and courageous, unafraid of being hunted.
But what if the assassins started targeting Linda's family of three or Pete?
Although the transmigrated Henry cared about these people, if they truly died in an accident, Henry might not be truly heartbroken.
After all, the time he had personally spent with them was short.
However, being so severely slapped in the face would make Henry very unhappy.
Originally, he had wanted to wait patiently, farming more release beads to level up to 3 before seeking trouble with the McKinley Family.
Now, he had to act quickly.
Henry focused his thoughts on the progress bar and found it had reached 54.8%.
Below were 4 gray beads, 9 white beads, and 3 green beads.
Today's 12 assassins provided 3 green beads and 9 white beads.
They were indeed considered elites, but only two green beads had skills.
He now effectively had 79 gray beads, and he should quickly gather 100, which he would then use.
Today was only the first day the black market bounty was released. These two groups of assassins probably operated nearby, grabbing the first ride to reincarnation.
The ones who came later should be the true masters.
Henry quickly tidied up the utility room on the first floor. He planned to sleep here for the next few days.
Meanwhile, in the four taverns of Fresco Town, many people were excitedly discussing Sheriff Henry's instantaneous killing of six assassins.
This news reached many new faces who had just entered the taverns and quickly spread to surrounding towns and cities through the taverns' intelligence networks.
At the same time, Henry's resume information was resold multiple times.
At this moment, in a room at a hotel in Fresco Town, eight Gallaher gang thugs were in a heated argument.
They had followed their boss, Jack, and strategist, Gallaher, to attack the town yesterday. They survived by falling behind and seizing the opportunity to escape.
Under the organization of strategist Gallaher, the group returned to the town to seek opportunities.
Because the town currently lacked police force, they smoothly entered the town and settled down.
The eight people had just returned to the hotel after gathering intelligence at two other bars.
"From the situation of the other two groups of assassins failing today, Henry's marksmanship is godlike, and his reactions are astonishingly fast, making it difficult to ambush him," Gallaher concluded.
The other seven looked at each other, and the thought of giving up immediately flashed through their minds.
Gallaher saw their reactions but couldn't force them.
After Jack's death, he didn't have as much prestige in their eyes.
Earlier, he had convinced them by arguing that Henry must have taken the huge deposit from Jack.
"Think about Henry's bounty, plus the money he has on him now, it must be over 20,000 us dollars. If we kill him, each of us will get about 3,000 us dollars, and we can live well wherever we go," Gallaher said calmly.
The eyes of the other seven seemed to turn the color of gold coins. Royce, a bald strong man among them, asked, "Strategist, how do you plan to do it?"
"From the intelligence we've gathered, Henry is relatively close to Mayor William, police officer Pete, and former Sheriff Brian's wife, Linda."
"William has many guards. Pete's family could be considered, but the most suitable target is Linda. Her home only has her and two children, and Brian should have also left her a lot of money."
"It just so happens that the town's police force is lacking these days, making it convenient for us to act. We'll tie her and the two children first and use them to set a trap for Henry."
Gallaher finished speaking methodically. The other seven thugs exchanged glances, and Royce was the first to state, "I agree, when should we act?"
The others immediately followed suit and expressed their agreement.
"Around 11 PM tonight. If we wait longer, I'm afraid other assassins will act first. Linda's house has a Border Collie. John, you're in charge of drugging it. After Ryan opens the door, John, you'll drug Linda, trying not to make any noise. Once we succeed, we'll immediately ride out of town."
"If we encounter anyone along the way, Royce, you use your skill Flying Dagger to deal with them."
"Four people will go to tie them up, and four will watch the horses, ready to provide support at any time."
"Be careful not to alert Henry; his house is only about 170 feet from Linda's."
"If we are exposed midway, we will quickly rush out of town and meet at location #2."
"Whether we succeed or not, we are leaving here tonight."
After Gallaher finished speaking, he looked around, and everyone nodded, indicating understanding. They had over an hour before the operation, so everyone prepared themselves.
On the other side, after Henry finished tidying the utility room, he quickly took a shower.
Why quickly? Naturally, because he was worried that criminals would break in while he was showering.
Sitting back on the sofa, he gritted his teeth in frustration—a single bounty from McKinley had made him so uneasy.
He felt this way even as a lone wolf; what if he had his own woman and children in the future?
He still needed to quickly establish his own power and build multiple layers of protection.
Henry re-emphasized this plan in his mind.