Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 258 Pain
Shanying thought there would be a fierce battle, but what he didn't expect was that the people in the small building surrendered before he fired a single shot.

Six gangster gunmen pushed a wheelchair, carried two bodies out of the building, and knelt on the open space at the door to surrender.

When Shanying and Sophia arrived at the door of the small building together, the killers, led by a bearded man who looked somewhat prestigious, saluted Sophia one after another and then left the scene quietly.

This situation made Shanying feel a bit like he was in a movie, but when Sophia started talking to him, the filter in Shanying's eyes was instantly shattered...

"There are 76 people in total. I owe them 760 million rubles. The money needs to be paid before 8 o'clock in the evening!"

Shanying was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "So they are just extras..."

Sophia said as a matter of course: “Not everyone is willing to be a killer, because this line of work is very risky.

And I don't have the ability to gather so many professional killers in such a short time.

Only 15 of those people were real professional killers, and the others were guys who had worked with me before and helped me complete tasks in prison or assisted my people in completing tasks.

Many of them have normal jobs now, so they don’t appear on the killer list at all, and they are not affected by Mario.”

Shanying finally understood the logic of Sofia, the killer intermediary...

A killer agency is not a place where you can just put up a sign and find killers to work for you!

You must have a stable business channel to meet the needs of those killers and make them your stable customers.

Sophia used her connections in prison and the opportunity to find clients by punishing lightly sentenced villains, thus establishing a stable source of income.

The most important thing is that she has developed a human network through various prisons in Eastern Europe that makes guys like "Fish Rod" salivate.

It is difficult to estimate how many connections Sofia has developed in Eastern European prisons over the past decade and how many prisoners she has established trust with.

But just by reopening a so-called "restaurant" to prove her existence, she was able to attract dozens of amateur killers with guns, which shows how valuable her network is.

Not to mention the killers, these guys who just came out of prison probably have no chance of getting into the office building, but it is also a very scary concept that they are lurking in all walks of life in the lower and middle classes of society.

If Sofia can spend 10 rubles to invite them to the platform, she can spend more money to let them do more dangerous things.

Thinking of this, Shanying couldn't help but admire this thin woman. Xuehu said that she took over the family business when she was less than 20 years old. She relied on the killer business she developed to support the family business that had been losing money for a long time, and finally became the famous "Great White Shark"...

I watched Sophia walk to the front of the wheelchair, bend down and hug an old man who looked like he might die at any time, and kept saying something...

Shanying didn't like this kind of scene. He was just about to ask Sophia to take the old man to the car to find a hospital...

The old man seemed to have a last burst of energy. With a slightly red face, he stretched out his nailless hands to hold Sophia's face, kissed her forehead, and then spoke a lot to Sophia in a language that Shanying could not understand but seemed to have heard somewhere before...

Only after Sophia nodded in confirmation did the old man pat her on the face with relief. Then he looked at Shanying and said to him in English: "Thank you..."

As the old man spoke, the blanket covering his legs fell to the ground...

His knees were bloody from several holes that were obviously made by a pistol drill, and his entire calf was purple and swollen.

Combined with the missing fingernails on his hands, it was obvious that the old man had been tortured.

Just as Shanying was about to ask the butcher to drive the car over and take the old man to the hospital, the old man grabbed Sophia's hand and once again sang a ballad in a language he couldn't understand, in a hoarse voice, slowly and in a murmurous tone...

Seeing Sophia in tears, Shanying sighed, looked at the butcher beside him, and said, "Can you understand what he is singing?"

The butcher glanced at the mountain eagle and said, "He speaks Tatar...

The road of life is dark and long, and only those who walk together can reach the light.

The dark road is full of despair and sorrow, and only by holding the hands of your companions can you find hope.

Sing loudly when you win, and don't be sad when you lose.

Holding a handful of soil from our comrades’ graves, we will move forward together..."

Shanying watched the old man gradually lose his voice. He sighed and cursed in a low voice...

The butcher who acted as an interpreter looked at the old man's closed eyes. He took a deep breath, pulled out his pistol, walked behind the six surrendered gangster gunmen, and shot them in the head one by one!
"Bang bang bang bang..."

The gunshots alerted everyone. Shanying walked behind Sophia, held her weak shoulders, and said, "Let's go. We still have a lot of things to do!"

Sophia glanced at the men who had been shot by the butcher. She lowered her head and kissed the old man's bald head. Then she looked at Shanying and said, "Take him with you. He is my last relative. I want to give him a decent funeral."

As soon as Sophia finished speaking, the butcher came over and picked up the thin old man horizontally without Shanying's call, and strode towards the van.

Shanying waved to the four members of the 'Wolf Squad' who were standing not far away with complicated expressions, and then said to Daria: "Notify the Moscow police to clean up the scene..." The old man's experience and his final state earned him the respect of everyone. No one shouted, and everyone left the scene in silence...

Under Sofia's guidance, the vehicle drove nearly 200 kilometers west to a secluded country villa built beside a small lake.

Ever since the death of the old accountant, Sophia has fallen into a state of trance...

Pointing the way, opening the door, finding tools, digging holes...

Sophia refused everyone's help and worked alone from 5pm to 10pm before she finally dug a deep pit that could accommodate the old man.

When she was looking for the old man's body with a shovel, she found that the butcher and Pigeon had nailed a simple coffin for the old man using the wooden boards stored in the villa's warehouse. With red eyes, she bowed to the butcher and his men to express her gratitude, and then begged everyone to help put the simple coffin into the pit.

When the first shovel of dirt fell on the coffin, Sophia finally broke down...

She collapsed on the dirt, tears streaming down her cheeks like a broken dam and onto the ground.

Seeing Sophia still trying to suppress herself at this point, Shanying sympathetically stepped forward and held her shoulders to help her up, then hugged her and said, "I'm not an expert, but I heard that crying loudly can make people feel a little better..."

Feeling the concern from Shanying, Sophia tightly grasped the tactical vest on his chest with both hands, lowered her head and whimpered a few times, and suddenly let out a scream of extreme pain...

"what……"

The heart-wrenching roar was like a lost wolf...

To be honest, Shanying couldn't completely empathize with Sophia, but as a sensitive person, he could understand Sophia's pain to a certain extent.

The feeling of having given everything but being betrayed by your loved ones in the end is truly extremely painful.

Sophia hid her head in her chest and screamed for several minutes...

It wasn't until Sophia's voice became hoarse and she started to cough that Shanying patted her on the back and said, "I don't know how to comfort you, but if you want to kill someone, I can accompany you!"

Sophia coughed hard a few times, then took a few deep breaths...

When she raised her head, Shanying saw a pair of red eyes.

Sophia looked very haggard with bloodshot eyes. She loosened her hands and took a step back but almost couldn't stand...

Barely holding on to her body, Sophia staggered to the side of the cemetery, sat down on a tree stump, pointed to the mountains and forests in the west, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is a valley after crossing that mountain, and there is a Soviet-era factory there.

Mario probably isn't there, but his meth production line should still be there."

When Shanying heard that Mario was not there, he lost interest in the factory...

Looking at Gray Wolf who was helping to fill the grave, Mountain Eagle said in a deep voice: "A drug factory, can you handle it?"

Gray Wolf is a wild soldier from Siberia. He is totally indifferent to Sofia's family changes. He is willing to help fill the soil because he is moved by the old man's experience and the last ballad.

Gray Wolf had long since stopped wanting to stay in this depressing place. After hearing Mountain Eagle's order, he nodded without hesitation and said, "This is the last job of the day. If you need us in the next two days, you must call us in advance."

Shanying glanced at Sophia, then nodded to Gray Wolf and said, "Kill all the people left in the drug factory. Next, just wait for my call..."

After seeing off the members of the 'Wolf Squad', Shanying sat down beside Sophia with some disinterest, and watched with her as the butcher covered the grave with turf, then made a cross with two wooden boards and nailed it to the front of the grave.

The butcher looked at Sophia with a charcoal pencil in his hand and asked, "What's his name?"

After Sophia vented her anger, she returned to her expressionless state again...

Hearing the butcher's question, she was stunned for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "Pavel Kornimov, Sofia Milosevic's godfather, he is a painter, accountant, life mentor..."

Sophia's next words were no longer meant for the butcher. The girl seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool of memories and began to mutter to herself, with some Tatar mixed in...

The butcher wrote the name on the tombstone, then turned and walked into the country villa behind him, and took out two bottles of vodka and several glasses.

The butcher placed the cup on the stake and filled it with vodka. He handed the cup to Sofia and said in a deep voice: "Pavel is a warrior. He doesn't need you to feel sad for him. You should take a handful of soil from his grave and carry his soul to finish the road he has not walked..."

Sofia was stunned for a moment holding the wine glass. She looked at the butcher who had turned into a philosopher. After a few seconds, a slightly bitter smile appeared on her face and she said, "Pavel said that his greatest wish in his life was to become a fisherman at sea...

But he can't fish at all, and he gets seasick!"

The butcher said indifferently: "Then you should go to the sea on her behalf...

It just so happens that our boss’s territory is right next to the sea!"

(End of this chapter)