Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 45 Makeup Raid
Samutprakarn, south of Bangkok...

In a beachfront villa at a luxury resort hotel, Wilt Jackson stood by the bed, thrusting his body vigorously while shouting dirty words...

After finishing, the white middle-aged man with a fat belly sat on the bed and gasped for breath like a deflated ball, completely unaware of the contempt in the eyes of the woman on the bed.

After resting for a few minutes, Wilt Jackson slapped the woman's butt hard, then stood up, put on his bathrobe, walked to the door, opened the door, and shouted to the two bodyguards who were resting on the sofa in the living room: "Leonard, I need a bottle of cold beer, Budweiser or Corona...

I hate this damn weather and all this damn beer here..."

A bodyguard with a shaved head was obviously familiar with Wilt Jackson. He looked at the naked woman walking around in the room, then smiled obscenely at Wilt and said, "Boss, you only lasted 8 minutes just now, are you sure you can still do it?

I can punish that bitch on your behalf..."

Wilt Jackson raised his middle finger to the jar-cut guy and cursed: "FUCK YOU..."

After cursing, he looked at the other expressionless bodyguard with a scar on his face and said, "Did you find out what I asked you to investigate?"

The expressionless scarred bodyguard stood up and nodded, saying: "Chano was beaten to death in the office of the trading company. The murderer was a man named Basong.

According to a notice issued by the police, Basong is a retired soldier from the 191 Special Forces Brigade and has a personal grudge against Chanok.

But boss, I think something is wrong. I contacted several gangs involved in human trafficking, and the information they gave me was completely different from what the police reported...

They say that there is a $500 million bounty on Basong’s head, and there are rumors that whoever finds Basong’s daughter can exchange her for Basong’s head…”

Wilt was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "A $500 million reward for a Thai? Are you kidding me?
How much does it cost to pull a light? Is it that easy to make money nowadays? "

The scarred bodyguard shook his head, took out his phone, pulled out a photo and showed it to Werther, saying, "Boss, Basson's daughter is her..."

Wilt squinted his eyes, blinked, thought about it, and said, "Oh shit, how could it be her?
Who did we give her to?"

The scarred bodyguard said expressionlessly: "You asked me to drive her to the estate of Adakwan, a member of the House of Representatives of the Thai Democratic Party...

Boss, I suggest you leave Thailand temporarily and put the replenishment of goods aside for now...

Or you can ask Bahrain to control the customers a little bit, so that the prostitutes can work for a while longer..."

When Wilt heard this, he sneered and said, "NO, those bitches are just animals, taking care of our customers is the most important thing.

Women in this crappy place are worthless. I can contact those gangsters and give them some extra money so that they can hurry up and get the goods for me. I have other important things to do and can't stay here too long.

FUCK, is it hard to tie up a few women? "

The scarred bodyguard looked at his boss's arrogant look and finally shook his head helplessly...

He was indeed a little worried out of professional sensitivity, but his boss had been active in Thailand for too long and had made friends with too many big shots.

He had seen too many incredible things with Wilt, and he couldn't think of anything to worry about between a retired soldier and a woman. Compared with the problems his boss had recently encountered, it was nothing.

That so-called reward really seems like a joke!
Seeing his boss holding his waist and about to turn around and go into the house, the scarred bodyguard hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, should we inform Councillor Ada Kuan of this news?"

After hearing this, Wilt stroked his fat chin and thought for a while, then said, “Okay, give him a call and ask him to be a little more careful and get rid of that woman as soon as possible.

FUCK, what the hell is going on? "

With that, Wilt rubbed his drooping crotch, swore, and then said, “I need some methamphetamine to cheer me up!
Leonard, hurry up and contact those gangsters, and get me at least 15 high-quality goods within three days, I have some very important things to do..."…………………………

Just as Wilt turned around and wanted to close the door, Tessa drove a police car towards the hotel...

It is the hottest time in Thailand now, and there are few people in this tourist area in the morning...

When Tessa was driving to a place two blocks away from the hotel, she suddenly pulled over, opened the door, got out of the car, drew her gun and fired randomly at a patch of weeds and trees. Then she rushed into the police car, picked up the radio and started calling...

"This is Tessa. We found Basong's tracks on the road one kilometer east of the Rowlatt Hotel. He ran north. My partner went after him. We need support, support..."

When Tessa called, there was a series of commotions centered around the hotel...

Tagore, who had been sitting in the general manager's office, got the news, stood up, picked up the radio, rushed out, and began to mobilize manpower...

"Everyone, pay attention. Basong has appeared one kilometer east of the hotel. Block the woods and adjacent houses in the northern part of that area. Protect Tessa. Wait for me to come over..."

While the police were mobilizing, a mountain eagle with "vicious" patterns painted on his arms and calves, wearing beach pants, a flowered shirt, a fisherman's hat and sunglasses, carrying a backpack and holding a large coconut to cover half of his face, walked from the beach to the hotel area...

Virgil had specifically chosen the hotel's most luxurious beachfront villa. Originally, there were two plainclothes police officers guarding the beach, but now they had all been transferred away...

The mountain eagle is like a hotel guest who has just returned from a stroll on the beach, carrying a backpack and holding a coconut, and walking into the coconut grove area by the sea of the hotel.

On the way, we met the cleaning waiter, who raised a coconut and greeted them in Japanese, just like the island country of Yakuta on vacation abroad...

When Shanying approached the beach villa along the coconut grove path, he put on a mask. When he approached the gate of the villa, he saw a big white man in beachwear sitting on the corridor at the door drinking beer...

The hotel villa has good privacy and is more than 20 meters away from the nearest villa.

In front of the villa where Werther lived was a coconut grove that had been clearly designed so that no matter where the sun was, there was always a shady, winding passage leading directly to the beach.

The mountain eagle is like a normal hotel guest, walking forward in the shadow of the coconut trees...

As he passed by the villa, he politely raised a coconut to the big white man who was drinking beer on the porch...

"Ku, you are so anxious..."

The white man obviously didn't like the Japanese. He sat on the chair and raised his middle finger to the mountain eagle. Just when he was about to swear...

Shanying pulled out a pink Browning BUCK MARK pistol with a flower fairy sticker and a silencer from his waist, and quickly pulled the trigger under the cover of the coconut...

This gun was Tessa's first competition pistol when she was a child. The overall appearance is a bit similar to Mountain Eagle's Ruger Make 4, but the recoil seems to be a little smaller, but it is not as smooth to use as the Ruger.

Two gunshots rang out like a racket hitting a wall. Two .22 subsonic bullets hit the white bodyguard's forehead and cheekbone...
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22 bullet did not penetrate his head, but penetrated his soft brain, causing two ping-pong ball-sized bumps on the back of his head, and then quickly retracted.

The white man looked like he was hit in the face with a hammer. His head tilted back and he lost consciousness, slumping in the chair.

Shanying walked to the corridor of the villa, picked up the sun hat on the coffee table and covered the white bodyguard's head, making him look like he was sleeping. Then he held up a coconut to block the peephole of the villa's door and rang the doorbell...

"Ding dong..."

"Holle, room service..."

(End of this chapter)