Looking at the three assassins who were thoroughly dead, Johnny also saw the tattoo of a dagger piercing a black palm on their chests.
Johnny took out his phone and snapped a photo.
He then walked out and soon saw the assassin still wailing on the ground.
"Oh, may God always bless you. I hope you'll be a good person in your next life, not an assassin."
Johnny looked at the assassin with pity, a sense of sacred compassion even appearing on his face.
The next second, he unhesitatingly raised the sand viper in his hand and pulled the trigger, aiming at his brow.
Bang!
The wailing stopped instantly.
Johnny also saw that tattoo on his chest.
Then, he took out his phone and made a call.
He had some conjectures about the palm, but he needed to confirm it. This time he didn't call Veronica, but his unfortunate master.
Beep—
The phone rang for a while before connecting. Gunshots were clearly heard from the other side, and he wondered what his unfortunate master was up to again.
"Speak if you have something, fart if you have to, otherwise I'm hanging up."
John's tone was as sharp and concise as ever.
Johnny knew the situation at the bank was urgent, so he immediately said, "A gang organization is hunting me. I've killed them all, but I found a tattoo of a dagger piercing a palm on their chests."
"Mafia." John's reply was succinct.
Mafia?
When Johnny received John's answer, he was a little stunned, as he couldn't understand what kind of entanglement he had with the Mafia.
However, he quickly realized why, remembering that he had previously hired Jackal to kill Santino.
"It's only been a few days, and I've already been discovered?" Johnny felt a bit incredulous. Are the villains in this world all so intelligent now?
"The video of you picking up the gold coins, Giana found it."
John didn't know how to describe his unlucky apprentice's fortune. Such a cautious action was actually caught perfectly on surveillance, and the key was that Giana discovered it.
Hearing John's reply, Johnny was completely speechless.
No way?
Am I that unlucky?
Even such a secretive act of picking up gold coins was captured so clearly?
"No way, is my luck really that bad?" Johnny wailed, but only three gunshots came from the other end of the phone.
"Be careful. Just consider it clearing house for her." John reminded him.
Johnny didn't react at first when he heard this, then immediately asked, "Wait? Master? Are you in Europe right now?"
"Yeah!"
OK OK, I understand.
So, my little action was caught on surveillance, then Giana discovered my little action, and then she shifted it to John and me.
For this, John specifically rushed to Europe to solve this problem.
So, now I've become a cleaner, helping Giana clear out her unwanted trash?
After figuring out the crux of the problem, Johnny realized that John had already hung up the phone.
Well, his unfortunate master was busy, and there was no one to ask, so Johnny made another call.
This time, Johnny called Veronica directly.
"Little brother~ I was just about to look for you. You're in France right now. Interested in taking on a mission?"
No, damn it, do you even hear what you're saying?
Even the donkeys in the production team aren't used this much!
"There's a commission, will you take it?"
Veronica showed no embarrassment at all. John's disciple, of course, should be used like a donkey.
After all, such opportunities are used once and there's one less. Once Johnny grows into a top expert, it will be difficult to get him to move again.
"Speak." Johnny completely gave up. Anyway, his wonderful vacation had already been ruined, so he might as well listen to what good suggestions Veronica had.
"I have a client who wants to ask you to find someone. That person is named Decker, a former top CIA agent. After retiring, he became the King of Mercenaries. I heard he's in France, and you happen to be in France, so I want to ask you to find him."
Veronica directly threw the known intelligence at Johnny.
Johnny:?
"Are you just giving me such simple information and asking me to find someone throughout France?"
Johnny could hardly believe his ears. Even if they treated him like a donkey, this wasn't the way to use him, was it? You're asking me to dig three feet deep!
"Don't worry, I'll send you the corresponding information via email. Just take a look, you don't need to specifically search, just keep an eye out."
Veronica chuckled softly.
Then, she added, "I heard your comrade-in-arms' recent mission hasn't been going well."
At this, Johnny was utterly confused.
"Comrade-in-arms? Who? Kincaid? Michael? Or Ross?" Johnny was very puzzled.
"The one from MI6." Veronica's casual remark left Johnny a bit speechless.
"Has MI6 become so rotten that you can just casually know internal information?"
Johnny couldn't help but complain about the agency. He really had no choice. As a top intelligence and agent agency, their agents' whereabouts and mission contents were known to so many intelligence organizations, including Veronica.
"No choice, who made them like a sieve?"
Faced with Veronica's complaint, Johnny expressed his inability to refute, "Where is Bond?"
"Currently, he should be in Madagascar."
Veronica casually told Johnny Bond's information.
Alright, indeed like a sieve; even where you go is clearly known by people.
Johnny no longer had the mind to care about this matter, because Bond's missions were generally not something Johnny could participate in; they were all high-risk levels.
After talking for a long time, Johnny realized he had gone off-topic, so he quickly asked, "Oh, by the way, any news about the Italian Mafia recently?"
"The Italian Mafia? You must be talking about the Camorra branch. Recently, Giana was crowned Queen and conducted some internal purges. Many people were either killed by Giana or dispatched elsewhere in other forms."
Veronica knew the Mafia's information like the back of her hand and directly told Johnny.
At this moment, Johnny finally understood what John meant by "clearing house."
In other words, Giana was using him as a target to eliminate the useless people in her organization?
Isn't this a classic case of killing with a borrowed knife? Of course, if this knife isn't sharp enough, it will become a broken blade.
Johnny didn't care about this; he knew this was probably the result of John's mediation.
Otherwise, even if Giana and Santino were at odds, by all accounts, she should have sent top assassins to hunt him down, but from the current situation, that wasn't the case.
That meant his unfortunate master and Giana had reached a consensus.
The rest was his personal show; no matter how many people came, he just had to eliminate them.
After understanding this, Johnny breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to go up against the true masters of the Mafia.
After all, he was still too weak right now.
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