After listening to Lin Fan's words, Mike and Selena hesitated for a moment. However, their daily lives were always on the edge of life and death, and the allure of working under Lin Fan was too great. After a brief pause, they immediately agreed.
"Rest assured, Mr. Tyrant, we promise to complete the mission," Mike pounded his chest and assured.
Lin Fan nodded, then found a piece of paper and a pen in the car, wrote down a string of numbers, and said, "This is my phone number. After the job is done, I won't treat you unfairly. I hope you can bring me good news."
Mike took the paper with the number with trembling hands, as if holding a hot potato. He was so excited he couldn't speak coherently, his eyes lingering on the number for a long time, not even noticing when Lin Fan drove away.
"Darling, it looks like we can soon become Tyrant's guards and fight alongside the Suicide Squad he personally created!" Selena shook Mike's arm excitedly.
