Chapter 105: Why Is My Career Panel in a 2D Art Style? Chapter 43

The kind that won't be returned.

These criminals hadn't failed to consider resistance, but when they saw the next day how several of their own gunmen had appeared on the streets with their heads fused to their buttocks, all their courage vanished.

Added to that, the stranger never took much money each time, so they gritted their teeth and accepted it.

The stranger was naturally Li Ang.

For him, hiding his trail was undoubtedly easier in the chaotic slums.

And the reason he took only a little money each time.

Besides ensuring sustainable plunder, it was naturally to avoid drawing too much attention—after all, with his current methods, there were plenty of ways to get money.

At this moment, Li Ang stared at the crumpled wad of US dollars in his hand and silently thought:

'The money is nearly enough to post a task; it's time to meet the Bronze and Fire King.'

He hadn't been in such a hurry before, but Odin's relentless pressure made him realize that the original plot was already spiraling out of control since his arrival.

It was even possible that the little devil was already secretly observing him.

As for Constantine's egg.

Li Ang had initially planned to contact the Zhou family, but lacking contact information, he chose a more direct and brutal method: he sent a tip letter to Shenzhou's official channels.

{Recently, unlawful elements have attempted terrorist activities at the Kui Dam; beneath the Kui Dam lies the egg of the Bronze and Fire King. }

Hmm, in the tip letter he also included several photos of pure-blooded dragonkin to enhance credibility.

Li Ang believed that if Shenzhou's authorities had any half-breeds, even if they deemed the tip false, they would still send someone to investigate the Kui Dam.

'I really want to see the expression on the Secret Society's faces.'

Thinking of this, he couldn't help chuckling.

Regardless of whether Shenzhou's authorities would act on this, Li Ang had decided to make contact with the Bronze and Fire King first.

After his previous battle with the un-dragoned fourth-generation, he felt confident that, with Reverse Birth: Three Layers, he could survive against Nodun wielding only {Authority}.

Provided the opponent didn't use the apocalyptic Word of Power {Candle Dragon}.

But they had no grudge against each other; Li Ang thought Nodun wouldn't go that far—after all, in the original story, He used {Candle Dragon} only because Constantine's death drove Him mad.

Besides, they both had Odin as a common enemy.

And he could avoid exposing the man's identity for now.

With these thoughts, Li Ang immediately logged onto the Hunter website and posted a task.

The task requested that bounty hunter Luo Nade travel to Monterey to find a man named Kennedy.

And Kennedy was Li Ang's current alias.

In truth, Li Ang had another option: disappear under a false identity, wait until this major event ended, then return to Kai Tuo City.

But facing Odin's repeated assaults, he certainly couldn't remain passive.

'I hope you'll like the gift I've prepared for you, Odin.'

Thinking of what he planned to do next, Li Ang couldn't help smiling.

New York, Brooklyn.

A slumped youth sat slouched in a chair, typing on his keyboard; the screen before him displayed Blizzard's StarCraft.

Suddenly, the phone beside his keyboard lit up.

The youth sat upright, glanced at it, then swiftly typed GG on his computer.

After ending the game quickly, he scratched his messy hair and muttered, 'Why another named task again?'

The youth was naturally Luo Nade—the unawakened Nodun.

He knew his own limits better than anyone.

As a bounty hunter, he wasn't exactly useless, but calling him a fearsome figure?

Heh.

Yet despite that, he frequently received high-level named tasks.

He couldn't fathom why employers kept choosing him—surely not because he was durable.

Recalling his past missions, old Tang couldn't help scratching his cheek; he really was unusually durable.

Almost every time, his fellow bounty hunters died off one after another, yet he remained unharmed.

'Monterey, huh.'

'The payout's generous.'

For the sake of the money, old Tang accepted the task and stood up to pack his bags.

'Chip Girl, what do you think the boss wants us to do this time?'

On the rooftop of a luxury hotel standing in the night, a tall woman with a ponytail lay on the sofa, scrolling through her phone.

Beside her, a poised, mature woman was sunk deep into the sofa, occasionally grabbing a chip and shoving it into her mouth.

One could only say her appearance and demeanor formed a stark contrast.

She scratched her itchy arm and said uncertainly, 'No idea. Maybe he's trying to help that kid get a date.'

'.'

As the ponytail woman was about to reply, a boy with pale golden eyes suddenly appeared in the room.

After his appearance, the two women, who had been relaxed moments before, instantly sat upright.

'Boss.'

The boy sat on a luxurious chair that had appeared behind him, his expression serious: 'There's something you need to investigate.'

'Shenzhou's native half-breed faction has intervened in the plan at Kui Dam; the Secret Society is now arguing with them.'

'Find out the origins of the "Li Ang" who appeared in New York recently; this is surely connected to him.'

'He's probably still in Mexico—find him.'

After hearing the boy's words, the two women instinctively exchanged a glance, then nodded in agreement: "Mission guaranteed, Boss!"

Meanwhile, in a modest bedroom, the boy—whose face was identical to the one seen earlier in the hotel—stood by the window, silently gazing at the bright full moon outside.

'The plan has changed. Whose pawn is Li Ang? Norton, Leviathan, or Jörmungandr?'

'Brother, can I really see you seated on the Wang Zuo?'

With complex emotions, he turned to look at the young man sinking into deep sleep behind him, letting out a barely perceptible sigh.