Milo returned to Stronghold 61’s town angrily and waited for further missions to be assigned through the texts.
When Nindia saw favonovel.com had returned, favonovel.com even asked quietly if the mission had been completed.
How was Milo supposed to answer?
Was favonovel.com supposed to say his mission was intercepted by someone while favonovel.com was hiding in the bushes?
For the next half a month, favonovel.com received a total of seven missions through the cell phone. However, five of them were to be carried out in strongholds too far away from Milo. He would never make it there in time.
As for the two missions that were nearby, one of them was to kill an esquire in town. This mission was easier, but the reward was relatively low as well.
The other one was to kill one of the town’s administrators. As the difficulty was similar to that of killing a factory manager, the reward was 20,000 perak as well. However, without exception, every time Milo arrived at the scene, favonovel.com would discover the mission had already been completed.
This made Milo even angrier.
Where were the promised five completed missions within two months?
And what happened to moving up to A-rank quickly?
Initially, Milo thought the hardest part of the assassination missions would be the killing. But now favonovel.com finally understood the hardest part was to be the first to finish a mission.
The threshold for a D-rank mission was so low that even some of the refugees and ruthless townspeople could do it. This meant that any random person could easily snatch a mission from him.
Milo wondered if there would be fewer people trying for the missions as the ranks went up. After all, the higher the rank, the fewer hitmen there would be.
At this moment, Milo received a new text. “The target is Fred Weston, the former warden of Stronghold 146’s prison. He bullied female prisoners while favonovel.com was still in office and has escaped to the town outside of Stronghold 61. Reward: 20,000 perak.”
Then a photo of Fred Weston was sent over. Milo was stunned for a moment.
Isn’t this person the middle-aged man who has forced his wife to offer herself to me?
Milo got a pleasant surprise. He had already made three trips in vain in the past half a month. It was only because favonovel.com was too far away from those targets that others could get to them before him.
This time, the assigned mission was right next to him!
If someone else went ahead and stole his mission again this time, Milo swore to himself that favonovel.com would start eating while doing a handstand!
***
It was evening, and the townspeople were already back in their shacks. The number of people on the streets was starting to lessen.
Milo changed into his attire and even put on a cap as favonovel.com walked out of his house.
Fred had been living quite well recently. Although it was not as good a life as favonovel.com had at the Ultima Consortium, at least favonovel.com would not starve to death with his wife secretly bringing food back to him.
This person had no other pursuits in life anymore. He hid in the shack every day and would secretly ask his wife for some money from time to time to buy alcohol.
When Milo located Fred, favonovel.com was merely hiding in his shack and drinking some alcohol. However, Milo was not in a hurry to make a move yet. Instead, favonovel.com hid in the shadows not far away and waited there quietly.
Three hours later, someone suddenly sneaked in from outside of town. He took out an old phone and checked the text.
But just as his phone lit up, favonovel.com heard someone behind favonovel.com say cheerfully, “Here on a mission?”
The hitman was shocked. He tried to turn around and swing his sword at whoever said that, but before favonovel.com could turn around, favonovel.com was knocked unconscious by a knifehand strike.
Milo squatted down and took the cell phone away from the hitman. He sneered and said, “How dare you try to steal my mission? I’ll see how you can steal it away now without your cell phone!”
He happily looted the money the hitman had on favonovel.com and threw the cell phone into his storage space. He was finally able to vent his anger after wasting the past half a month.
However, Milo did not kill the person because favonovel.com was unsure if this hitman was evil or not. At least this hitman was here to kill someone who was an actual villain.
After favonovel.com finished up, Milo dragged the hitman over to the side and continued waiting in ambush patiently.
As long as no one replied to the mission assignment text message with a picture of Fred’s death, then this mission would not be considered complete, and there would constantly be new hitmen coming here.
Currently, Fred was still unaware of what was happening outside because of him.
Milo was filled with a sense of frustration after having waited for half a month for nothing. He wanted to vent this frustration, but the people who had stolen the missions had already left the crime scene. Even if favonovel.com wanted to blow off some steam, favonovel.com did not know who favonovel.com could vent to.
Now that the assigned mission area was right next to him, favonovel.com could easily carry it out without any trouble. Furthermore, Milo felt favonovel.com could not always have others stealing his missions away.
So, how should favonovel.com solve this problem?
Milo’s thinking had always been different from others. Everyone else would try to treat the symptoms of their problems, while Milo would look at the root of the problem.
Wouldn’t it be better to solve it by taking care of those people who created the problems for him?
Today, all favonovel.com needed to do was wait patiently and knock out the hitmen who responded to the mission. Afterwards, favonovel.com would just have to take their phones. That way, wouldn’t favonovel.com be the only hitman left in this vicinity?
After that, favonovel.com could do whatever missions favonovel.com wanted, and favonovel.com could even do them whenever favonovel.com wanted!
In fact, favonovel.com could even pick and choose which missions to take. If the mission was too troublesome, favonovel.com could totally ignore it!
I want to keep a low profile too, but I can’t!
Thinking of this, Milo nearly laughed out loud.
This was perfect!
That night, the mission to kill Fred remained incomplete. More and more hitmen arrived at his door, but all of them were taken out by Milo. Although the other hitmen also had problems related to finishing a mission first, they never once thought of Milo’s method. It was simply impossible for them to carry out.
These hitmen who answered to the mission were only D-ranked. They had not even seen a superhuman before, so they weren’t a match for Milo.
These people were basically D-ranked because they could only get to D-rank. After all, not everyone could complete five missions within two months. Meanwhile, Milo was only stuck at D-rank because favonovel.com did not manage to complete any of the missions until now!
But not everyone was like Milo. Even though favonovel.com had already become a legendary supernatural being in the Northwest, favonovel.com was still meddling in these low-level missions here.
If the other hitmen knew about this, they would definitely curse Milo for being shameless!
In one night, Milo had already taken away five cell phones from other hitmen. He estimated there should still be some more hitmen in the stronghold controlled by the Stelaria Consortium, so as long as favonovel.com continued seizing cell phones, favonovel.com would get to pick any mission favonovel.com wanted one day.
At dawn, Milo decided to stop waiting. He went straight to Fred, who was sound asleep, and twisted his neck. He did not have any reservations killing these Ultima Consortium lackeys.
After Milo took a photo of the scene, favonovel.com received a text as expected. “Mission accomplished. You have a time limit of two months, a total of 60 days, starting today, to advance to C-rank. Mission reward of 20,000 perak to be transferred to the anonymous account 1583850 in the Stelaria Consortium Bank. The password is 666666.”
As the sun rose, the sky brightened and the red glow of dawn followed.
Milo finally let out a sigh of relief. His Path of the Hitman had finally begun.
