Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 339 Victor Odinson

"No problem at all!"

Old Gun, his head still spinning, leaned against the pillow, a banana in his hand. He casually peeled it, revealing the white, tender flesh inside.

Old Gun took a big bite out of the fruit before slowly relaying the details of this special mission to Chang Ning.

After listening to Lao Qiang's description, Chang Ning chewed on an apple and pondered it carefully.

He discovered that this security mission was just an ordinary security mission.

It was not exactly the same as the missions he had carried out in China in the past, but they were very similar and there was no difference between them.

It looks like this is another simple assessment mission. Old Gun's team has so many rules.

Okay, I understand.

How is the reward calculated?

This is the issue that Chang Ning cares about most. He is currently in America, and he needs money for everything from food and clothing to housing and transportation. How can he live if he doesn't care about this?

Mentioning this old gun makes him wide awake. Although he didn't get a single cent of commission this time, it didn't diminish his enthusiasm for US dollars.

Seeing the gleam in Lao Qiang's eyes, Chang Ning knew the reward would be substantial, and he began to anticipate the amount of his commission.

"This time, the employer is a state legislator who owns several publicly listed companies and is quite wealthy."

So he's giving you this amount per day, including meals and accommodation.

Old Gun raised his index finger, which was as thick as a radish, and said to Chang Ning.

"100 dollars?" Chang Ning asked tentatively.

The price was determined after investigation, and it's generally around this amount for newcomers to the industry.

He's quite skilled, but these days in America, nobody knows him except himself and Old Gun.

Therefore, Chang Ning felt that this price was very reasonable.

"Tsk!

Are you looking down on that state legislator or our team?

Not $100, but $1000!

$1000 a day, including food and lodging!

Old Gun said irritably, speechless at Chang Ning's offer.

Even though they had clearly told the other party that the person who hired them was a wealthy man, how did Chang Ning come up with such an outrageous answer?

The wealthy have one characteristic: they are not short of money; and another characteristic: they are afraid of death.

When these two characteristics combine, it means they are willing to pay huge sums for insurance policies for their lives.

Especially when they realize their lives are in danger.

The $1000 offer was because Chang Ning was a newcomer who had just started out, and his only notable achievement was taking down a street gang of dozens of people single-handedly.

Otherwise, given the reputation of Lao Gun's team in the industry, they wouldn't even glance at a $1000-a-day offer.

Chang Ning was able to get such a high-quality task right after entering the industry, which is naturally inseparable from the endorsement of the veteran team.

He was fully aware of all this, and at the same time, he had a clearer and more intuitive understanding of the Old Gun team's position in the industry.

"Such a well-paid task is rare, so do a good job and don't embarrass me."

Now everyone in the industry knows I was your mentor.

Seeing that Chang Ning remained silent, Old Gun assumed that Chang Ning was dissatisfied with the reward for this mission, so he spoke up.

Missions that promise millions of dollars in a single mission are mostly only found in novels.

In all his years in the industry, Lao Qiang has only encountered a handful of deals worth millions of dollars, and each time he takes on such a task, he loses several of his best team members.

Therefore, veteran gunners nowadays prefer to take on security jobs, which are safe and well-paid, though a bit troublesome.

But it's much better than losing your life. The hardest thing in the world is putting money from someone else's pocket into your own.

"Understood. When do I begin the mission?"

Chang Ning could sense Old Gun's good intentions, so he didn't say anything more, and besides, what Old Gun said made sense.

"Of course, now, the sooner the better."

Those wealthy people all have some bad habits, more or less; go early so you don't leave a bad impression.

After saying that, Lao Qiang picked up the notebook on the bedside table and quickly wrote down the location of the mission. Then he tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Chang Ning.

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Following the directions given by Lao Qiang, Chang Ning arrived at a courtyard-style residence in the city center. Ivy covered the walls, and two burly men in black suits stood in front of the large iron gate.

Seeing Chang Ning walking straight toward them, the bodyguard on the left said anxiously, "Sir, this is a private residential area, please step back!"

After the bodyguard on the left finished speaking, the other man standing next to him had already reached for his waist. "Calm down, buddy."

Chang Ning raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm, and then said, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Victor Odinson's house? Someone recommended me to do security work here."

"Step back, and then place your hands where I can see you."

"You'd better behave yourself and not do anything that I might misunderstand!" the bodyguard with his hand on his waist said sternly.

After confirming that Chang Ning posed no immediate threat, the bodyguard who spoke first kept an eye on Chang Nian while reporting the situation at the door to someone via wireless communication device.

It seems that my employer is facing a rather serious situation!

Chang Ning discerned something from the reactions of the two men, one in black and one in white, as a stranger approached.

After a short wait, the bodyguard, having finished communicating with his superior, approached Chang Ning: "A body search is required. Please cooperate."

The bodyguard's behavior appeared very polite, and although his tone was cold, his language was quite civilized.

What is a major?

This is it!

As a bodyguard and one of the boss's closest confidants, I certainly can't cause trouble for the boss.

"OK, please hurry up."

Chang Ning opened her arms, enduring the uncomfortable feeling of a grown man's hands roaming all over her body.

The bodyguard moved quickly, clearly indicating that he was also a straight man who didn't like touching other men.

"Okay, you can go in."

After searching him, the bodyguard opened the large iron gate and gestured for Chang Ning to enter.

After meeting with Old Gun, Chang Ning went straight to the mission location. His weapons were still stored in the gun shop and he hadn't had time to retrieve them, so the bodyguards naturally couldn't find anything.

Upon entering the courtyard, Chang Ning saw several heavily armed security personnel, whose positions perfectly blocked any possible entry points.

The heavily armed security personnel sized up Chang Ning, who was being led by a bodyguard. Their eyes were full of inquiry, but they did not convey any negative emotions such as provocation or disgust.

In typical novels, at this point, a villain would usually appear to provoke him and then make him lose face.

Unfortunately, this is reality, not fiction. Where do all these plot twists and reversals come from?
Of course, it's possible that these people are hiding their emotions very well, or that they simply don't have any feelings towards Chang Ning, this sudden addition to their group.

The bodyguard led Chang Ning to the door of a two-story wooden house. He knocked on the door and waited for permission from the person inside before leading Chang Ning inside.

The room was filled with the aroma of tobacco and wood, and a middle-aged man who looked amiable sat behind a large mahogany table.

"The person introduced by the tank?"
What's your name, young man?

The man put down his cigar, stood up, took out a beautifully packaged bottle of wine from the cabinet behind him, poured two glasses, and handed one to Chang Ning.

"Chariot?"

Chang Ning looked at the clear liquid in the glass, which was emitting a fragrant aroma, with a puzzled expression. He then casually placed the glass on the mahogany table and did not drink it.

"You don't recognize the chariot?"
Interesting, really interesting.

You don't recognize the tank, but he still explained the task of protecting me to you.

"Forget it, I don't want to know these things."

Since it was introduced by the tank manufacturer, I trust their professional competence.

"Young man, my security will be in your hands for the foreseeable future, so what should I call you?"

The middle-aged man, or rather Mr. Victor Odinson, didn't seem to care about the relationship between Chang Ning and the Chariot. He entrusted his safety to Chang Ning simply because the Chariot had introduced him to him.

This time, the reputation and influence of the Laoqiang team in the industry were given a concrete demonstration in Chang Ning's mind.

Victor Odinson is a state legislator, and the fact that he has access to such political figures demonstrates the immense influence of the Old Gun team.

"Just call me Ace of Spades."

"Oh?

Ace of Spades, I know you.

"You've taken on the 'Zero Hour' gang by yourself, and your reputation among gang members has been quite high lately."

Victor Odinson seemed to know everything about Chang Ning, including the exact time he landed on which flight.

Clearly, this politician has a fairly large intelligence network at his disposal.

Chang Ning had nothing to say about this, as long as his true identity wasn't discovered.

Conversely, if Victor Odinson can't find anything, then Chang Ning will need to assess the risks of this security mission.

Dealing with capable and intelligent people is undoubtedly time-saving and labor-saving. When Victor Odinson saw that Chang Ning did not intend to talk much, he immediately understood and signaled that he could go out to prepare.

Victor Odinson's personal secretary will communicate with him regarding security-related information.