Whenever Kingpin spoke calmly, it usually meant that the anger in his heart was about to burst.
"Yes, the target's car had special bulletproof treatment, so our sniper assassination failed, and during the subsequent pursuit, we encountered an unknown third-party attack, and all the assassins were killed!"
Willis briefly explained the situation; in fact, he found it incredible when he received the news.
Especially when he heard that the assassins, along with their cars, were blasted into pieces by what was suspected to be an RPG, he was even more shocked.
Not to mention the matter of how accurate the opponent's RPG was.
The mere use of a restricted weapon like an RPG on the street was enough to infuriate the authorities, and a severe crackdown and investigation were certainly inevitable next.
Moreover,
according to the information he investigated, that female hacker was just an Ordinary person.
Except for disappearing for one or two years in between, without a trace.
There was nothing else special about her.
As for the man, although he was the Vice President and Shareholder of Osborn Group.
Willis investigated that he was invited because of his excellent relationship with Harry Osborn, the current CEO of Osborn Group, and was actually just an idle rich second-generation heir.
How could an idle rich second-generation heir, who was just living off his family's wealth, summon such a powerful expert as support?
Willis racked his brain but couldn't figure it out.
He could only accept that his investigated intelligence was not accurate enough, and there must be some more hidden information that he hadn't found.
But no matter what, this time it was indeed due to a flaw in his work that caused such losses.
Not only did it result in the death of more than a dozen assassins trained by Kingpin Gang.
But it was also very likely to bring them unnecessary enemies!
"Investigate again!"
After a moment of contemplation, Kingpin did not punish Willis but told him to continue investigating the two people.
"This time, don't disappoint me again, Willis!"
Kingpin said, looking at him.
Willis secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, then solemnly promised that he would investigate thoroughly this time and would never let such a mistake happen again.
Watching Willis turn and leave, Kingpin in the office also sighed.
He still had too few useful people around him.
Before, there was Bullseye.
But Bullseye was killed by Mandarin.
Now, with only Willis by his side, he felt somewhat understaffed.
If Bullseye were still here, even if Willis hadn't investigated clearly before and overlooked the other party's hidden identity, with Bullseye's strength, he believed he could handle everything!
What a pity!
Such a useful subordinate like Bullseye was sacrificed in vain.
Thinking of this, Kingpin's hatred for Mandarin grew even stronger.
"Maybe I should recruit some new people."
Kingpin thought.
Coincidentally, he recently heard that several down-and-out Inhumans had come to New York and were currently looking for work.
These Inhumans themselves were not good people.
They used to engage in acts of burning, killing, and plundering in other places.
Later, it was said that they offended someone and had to leave their hometown to seek opportunities in New York.
Kingpin had heard of the Inhumans.
He knew they were a group of extraordinary humans with special abilities.
If he could bring these Inhumans under his command, he believed they could very well replace Bullseye's original position!
...
Continental Hotel.
This is a high-end hotel located near Times Square!
However, the Continental Hotel never accepts foreign guests; they only accept their member customers.
Many people were quite dissatisfied with this rule, and some even tried to protest and demonstrate outside the Continental Hotel, protesting their discriminatory practice of class division 403.
Unfortunately!
The protest did not achieve any results.
And it was rumored that the organizers of the protest, as well as some who were particularly vocal, disappeared one after another in the following days.
They simply vanished into thin air!
Since then, no one dared to question the Continental Hotel's rules anymore.
After all, it's just a hotel!
I can just stay somewhere else.
But these people did not know that the Continental Hotel was not just a hotel.
In fact, the Continental Hotel was a killer organization disguised as a hotel.
The hotel's top management was a council called the High Table.
This High Table had twelve seats, and each seat represented a giant of the underground World!
The Continental Hotel not only had more than twenty branches in the United States.
It even had hundreds of branches worldwide!
The Continental Hotel had no restrictions on assassins.
No matter which organization you belonged to, or if you were a freelancer, you could register as an assassin at the Continental Hotel and become a member of the Continental Hotel!
It was like a platform, and those assassin organizations were more like studios.
Studios could be affiliated with the platform and gain business through the platform's traffic.
The same applied to assassins and assassin organizations.
They also accepted more business through the Continental Hotel.
Because the Continental Hotel had vast power and great prestige worldwide.
Therefore, whenever someone wanted to hire an assassin, the first thing they thought of was usually to post a bounty at the Continental Hotel!
They even had their own official website, and unlike those hidden assassin websites, the Continental Hotel's official website was public.
It was not on the dark web but could be found on the public internet.
It just looked like a hotel's official website.
Those who didn't know would never associate it with any assassin organization.
Rhodey was also a registered member at the Continental Hotel.
He had been an assassin for a few years before, and he was quite good at it, but he hadn't been here for a long time recently.
The last time he came, he just paid off a previous debt, had a drink, chatted with a few assassins he knew for a while, and then left.
He didn't take on any new missions at all.
After all,
Now, if Rhodey wanted to pursue excitement, he no longer needed to play any assassin games.
Moreover, assassin games could no longer bring him any thrill!