The sound of the propellers rapidly spinning still echoed in his ears, and his eardrums buzzed slightly from the low pressure.
Johnny and the other four still hadn't removed their hoods, sitting silently in a corner. Although their injuries weren't severe, they were inevitably physically and mentally exhausted.
"Fuck, when I get back, I'm definitely going to let loose and call up some girls..." Little Devil chattered on the side.
Lissandra, on the other hand, remained silent. Clearly, those 48 hours had left her with a significant shadow. Such mandatory missions, with no way to refuse, were only manageable thanks to a few big shots; otherwise, she would have truly met her end here.
John and Ghost Wolf were chatting in Russian, so Johnny couldn't understand them.
Soon, several people walked over, and in front of them, held a small device. After activating the device, a line of text popped up on their watches:
[Lock Release]
Then, they removed their watches and collected them.
As the watches were removed, everyone felt a significant sense of relief.
Max, sitting at the other end of the cabin, remained silent, as did Dark Crow sitting beside her. Both seemed preoccupied.
Scorpion's words were like a nail driven into their hearts. Even though they knew it was true, when someone actually did it, it was still chilling.
Especially Max, her contributions to the organization were immense, yet she hadn't expected to face such a outcome in the end. She decided that after returning, she would thoroughly investigate who wanted to eliminate her.
And at this moment, what was Johnny thinking? He was thinking about whether he should buy himself a house after he returned.
After all, his current savings were over 6 million usd, and he also needed to plan for a customized set of equipment and an armory.
Always living in the Killers Home wasn't a permanent solution. Before that, he had to find the person who had been trying to kill him, or he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly.
Upon returning to Haneda Airport in Tokyo, everyone received a return ticket, allowing them to fly directly from Haneda Airport back to their point of origin.
Johnny glanced at his ticket; there were still 3 hours until departure.
Since this time the tickets were purchased directly by the organizers, they had many privileges, such as exemption from body searches and expedited green channel access. This ticket allowed them to bypass any inspections and board directly.
A very wild idea suddenly popped into Johnny's mind, but after some thought, he abandoned it.
Although there was enough time for the round trip, the problem was that the preparation time was insufficient.
Even if he went through the Tokyo Continental Hotel branch, he wouldn't be able to get what he wanted. If he really wanted to do this, he would have to think carefully, not only about an escape route but also the method of execution.
After going through all of this in his mind, Johnny came to a conclusion: at least in the short term, this very challenging task was impossible to complete and could only be put on a memo.
Annoyed, he pulled out his returned phone and once again scrolled through the Killer App. There was a myriad of missions, and Johnny noticed he had 15 gold coins yet to claim.
"So few. Missions with gold coins are really hard to come by..." Johnny couldn't help but sigh. He was indeed still poor, because the value of gold coins and cash was not equivalent. A single gold coin could accomplish many things that even 1 million in cash might not.
He could carry 10 gold coins with him, but not millions in cash. With the gold coins Johnny had on him, he barely had 25.
Poor... Even though he had almost 6 million in savings, when it came to actually getting things done, he found it was still not enough.
John was preparing to go to Russia with Ghost Wolf. His explanation to Johnny was that he had some matters to attend to.
Johnny didn't pay too much attention; he was used to his master traveling the world, and disappearing for several months at a time was common.
Little Devil was returning to Australia to recover from his injuries, as that was his home turf.
Lissandra was going back to France; she felt uncomfortable everywhere else.
After leaving Johnny's contact information, Little Devil and Lissandra contentedly boarded their plane.
As for John's and Ghost Wolf's contact information, that was out of the question. Their level of seniority was too high for mere minions like them to connect with; Johnny's status, however, was just right.
Soon, Johnny also boarded the plane to New York.
The Tokyo ranking competition had come to an end, and before boarding, he also received a text message—his mission reward from the High Table.
Overall, the High Table didn't shortchange those who helped him in the ranking competition, and they achieved good results.
"Citibank International reminder: Your account ending in 1234 was credited with 1,000,000.00 usd on July 20. Available balance 7,108,425.75 usd. If this was not performed by you, please call 1-800-374-9000 immediately."
Excellent, the 1 million usd hard-earned fee wasn't in vain. At the same time, the Killer App also popped up a notification, reminding him that 20 Killer Gold Coins had been credited to his account.
This meant he now had 35 gold coins yet to claim.
"Tsk, I guess I'm getting rich," Johnny sighed, then put his phone in his pocket and leaned comfortably back in the airplane seat.
His mind was already calculating how to spend those 7 million usd.
At the same time, if Mrs. Schneider were to come before him again, he could stand tall and tell her, "I am quite wealthy!"
As he took out the eye mask from the airplane seat and put it on, at the back of the plane, near the lavatory, someone changed into a flight attendant's uniform.
Then, pushing a meal cart, they slowly moved towards the front of the plane. They didn't stop when passing Johnny's seat, but Johnny felt a slight unease.
Johnny tilted his head, pushed his eye mask up slightly to create a slit, and watched the flight attendant pushing the meal cart. The person felt so familiar.
He felt as if he was seeing Poison Bee Bella again. He also noticed the attendant's bulging lower back, clearly indicating a hidden weapon.
"Damn it, causing trouble on this plane? You've got some nerve!" Johnny couldn't help but exclaim. This guy was truly bold. He also placed his hand on his waist, took out his Pistol, and hid it under his clothes.
Getting into a fight here was not good news, so he had to prepare in advance, just in case he got caught in the crossfire.
Walking straight ahead, Johnny vaguely remembered that position. It seemed to be another pair of assassins, he didn't know which team they belonged to, but the big bald man in the middle was quite eye-catching.
Wait!
Bald head!
Johnny seemed to have realized something. Could it be those guys from the ICA?
But they hadn't come to bother him, which meant they weren't looking for him. So what were they trying to do?
Johnny was a bit confused. Suddenly, the bald man sitting in a seat in front abruptly reached out to the flight attendant, then delivered a heavy punch to his jaw.
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