When a tall garbage truck passed by, Yelena tore off the brown wig from her head and threw it into the garbage truck.

Then she straightened her body naturally, like a qualified lobby waiter, raised her chin slightly, pushed the dining cart and followed a few security guards guarding the door, nodded politely, and smoothly passed through the door.

into the hall.

The moment Yelena entered the hall, a beautiful black widow with a charming face passed by on her arm with an old man.

It seemed that she sprained her foot, and the black widow accidentally knocked over the champagne on the dining car.

There was a "crash", and the splash of champagne stained the black widow's skirt.

Yelena screamed in surprise, then bowed and apologized to the black widow very professionally, and took out a white cloth and tried to wipe her.

The black widow behaved very meanly. She first gestured to the old man next to her with an apologetic expression, then glared at Yelena fiercely and said, "I want to file a complaint against you!"

Then she turned around and walked to the bathroom...

Yelena seemed to be very worried about being complained about. She struggled on the spot and chased after pushing the dining cart.

When she rushed to the restroom, Yelena pushed the dining cart in a hurry and seemed to accidentally bump into the restroom door.

No one noticed that the moment the dining car collided with those in the restroom, a suitcase that was similar in color to the beige marble floor quickly slid into the restroom.

"Church" sitting at the bar looked at Yelena with a disappointed expression, and pushed the dining cart back to the kitchen under the sympathetic eyes of several security guards.

He smiled, took a sip of whiskey, and said softly: "I like professionals!

47. Help our lionesses find the target, and I will find a way to enter the basement of the manor and wait..."

Saying "church" and looking at several black widows, he naturally said goodbye to a few non-target men and entered the bathroom together.

He picked up an olive and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said in a vague voice: "47, is the pension you have prepared for yourself sufficient?

This time we are going to make a fortune!"

"That money is not yours!"

On a mountain nearly one kilometer away from the manor, 47, wearing a black suit, half-knelt on the ground, pointed at the manor with a sniper rifle loaded with a silencer.

The buildings above the second floor of the manor make extensive use of glass curtain walls, which provides 47 with an excellent view.

The locations of several targets were finalized and reported to the "hungry" black widows.

47 found Yelena exiting the manor through the scope...

I saw Yelena following the blind spot of the surveillance camera and ducking into the cliff at the end of the manor's parking lot.

47 decisively pulled the trigger, and a security guard guarding a corner of the manor was blown off his head.

Yelena was startled by the sudden attack. She raised her middle finger in the direction of 47, then stepped forward and took off the security guard's intercom and his weapon.

47 looked at Yelena and pushed the unlucky guy whose head was shot off the cliff with all his strength.

Then, like magic, he tore his shirt and "put on" a security uniform.

When she took out a short-haired hood from her trouser pocket and put it on her head...

47 smiled and said: "You are indeed very professional.
Chapter completed!