Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

It's fair to say that the pressure from Sagittarius and Capricorn was immense. For someone who was both a KGB agent and a CIA operative, this was the first time she had ever experienced such intense emotions.

He needed to investigate which faction the other party belonged to. This passive situation was terrible, and he couldn't figure out how his identity had been leaked. Could it be a problem with the KGB's internal system?

........

at the same time.

Zabu, who had just left Matteo Coca's house, quickly drove back to the living room of his own villa.

After a short while, several figures entered, dressed in expensive military equipment. Each of them had a ruthless look on their face and an incredibly strong physique, making it clear that they were not ordinary people.

Zabu looked at the leader and invited, "Hamei, please sit down. I called you here today because I have a mission for you. We can discuss the reward."

Upon hearing this, Hame smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite Zabu, casually crossing his legs, and said in a relaxed tone, "So, who do you want us to deal with?"

Zabu said, "The target is twelve people. They are armed and located in Bogotá. Our people will find them, and then you will take them down. The reward is $20,000 per person."

Upon hearing this, Hame shook his head without hesitation: "Twenty thousand US dollars is too little. It should be at least forty thousand US dollars per person. Our Whiskey Mercenary Group is not some cheap cabbage on the street, you know that."

"Fine! Forty thousand US dollars it is." Zabu didn't haggle any further, after all, the Whiskey Mercenary Group was quite powerful.

"The boss is generous, so we'll act as soon as possible. Do you have any photos of the target?" Hame smiled slightly, quite satisfied with Zabuwei's attitude. Colombia was practically their forte; the overall strength was generally weak, and although the money was a bit less, it was safe.

Upon hearing this, Zabuwei also took out photos of the archers and others from his pocket and placed them in front of Hame and the others, saying, "All twelve of them are on here. Take a look for yourselves."

Upon seeing this, Hame casually picked up a photo, glanced at it, and when he saw the face clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze on the spot, his hand holding the photo trembling.

"Zhabuwei, are you sure these are the targets?!"

Zabu nodded. "Yes, it's them, no doubt about it. The photos are intact. This deal is easier than you thought, isn't it?"

"Fuck! You're telling me this is easy? Do you even know who these people are?!" Hame roared!

At this moment, Hame was no longer as composed as before. He sat up straight, staring intently at the figures and appearances in the twelve photos. After confirming that he hadn't made a mistake, he sighed.

"Sorry, we can't accept this order."

After hearing this, Zabu looked puzzled. "Why? Is it because you don't have enough money? We can still talk about it."

Hame shook his head. "This isn't about money anymore, it's about life and death. My brothers are here to make money, not to die. Do you even know who these people are?!"

Upon hearing Hame bring up the matter for the second time, Zabuwei realized that these twelve people were no ordinary individuals and quickly asked, "Hamee, who are these people? Why are you so emotional?!"

When Hame saw that Zabu really didn't know, he spoke up, "These twelve people are quite famous in the mercenary world, and they are called the Twelve Constellations Mercenary Group."

Zabu dismissed the question, saying, "Just a mercenary group, aren't you one too?"

"How can that be the same!" Hame said, then seemed to realize something, a look of fear appearing on his face, before continuing, "Do you know how powerful the mercenary group these twelve belong to is in the Middle East? Let me tell you something."

"The Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group once accepted a bodyguard mission, but the other party complained that it was taking too long and directly killed the enemies of the personnel to be protected in order to complete the mission. Their methods were ruthless."

"Because of this incident, many people are afraid of the Twelve Constellations Mercenary Group. Their rewards keep increasing, and they are even overwhelmed with bodyguard jobs. This is because the bosses know that this mercenary group is good at taking the initiative and does not like to be passive, so as to achieve the goal of eliminating their enemies."

"Later, an additional rule was added in the Middle East: security missions could no longer be handled by the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Groups, otherwise everyone would boycott them, because nobody wanted to be targeted by them!"

After hearing Hame's words, Zabu subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Hame, you're not trying to raise the price, are you? You're just making up a lie, aren't you?"

"Mr. Zabuwei, whether you believe it or not is your business. I'm leaving now. I need to take my brothers to other places to lay low for a while. Take care of yourselves. If you're still alive, you can come find me later."

Hame, accompanied by two other members, walked out of the villa.

Seeing this, Zhabu knew that the other party was not lying to him.

"Damn it! Hydra actually hired such a ruthless mercenary group; are they planning to fight to the death with them?!"

He has to tell Kaka about this.

Thinking of this, Zabu quickly picked up the phone and dialed Matteo Cauca's number, which was answered shortly afterward.

"Zhabuwei, have you found any trace of those people?"

"Kokka, there are special circumstances."

Then, Zabuwei recounted Hame's story to Matteo Cauca, and a silence fell over the other end.

"Kaoka, what do we do now?" Zabu asked anxiously.

"You only need to find their location. As for the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group you mentioned, it's just boasting. After all, this is Colombia, not the Middle East. Besides, the entire city of Bogotá is already surrounded. They can't escape."

"Don't worry."

Hearing Kauka's words, Zab comforted himself a little, thinking that perhaps Hame had exaggerated too much. In addition, Colombia was indeed their territory, and his original worries disappeared.

However, the Whiskey Mercenary Group dared not take the job and needed to find someone else.

On the other side, Hame also arrived outside the villa with his men. The other members of the Whiskey Mercenary Group were standing there. When they saw the men come out, they quickly asked.

"Captain, what is the reward?"

"It shouldn't be low; Zabu is the most generous when it comes to spending money."

Several team members started to discuss.

"We're not taking this order. Let's leave," Hame said.

Upon hearing this, the unsuspecting team members all looked puzzled. One of them asked, "Why, Captain? Is there some emergency?"

"The target we need to deal with is the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group." Hame finished speaking and got into the car.

Upon hearing this, the other team members all widened their eyes, and without any hesitation, they also got into the cars, and the convoy quickly left the area.

They also knew how terrifying the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group was, no wonder the captain refused to take the job; even they didn't want to deal with such a formidable opponent.

And they're the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group, which is incredibly powerful!!!

"Shit! The captain is right, let's get out of here quickly, I'm sure there's going to be a bloodbath in North Santander province soon."

"Yes! Let's get out of here, staying here is suicide!"