Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 172

"Don't underestimate the shrewd capitalists. One million dollars is already a premium for finding someone, and there will always be someone to take it. Raising the price will not change anything except wasting your money." Madison explained calmly.

"Is that so?" Robb's tone was a little uncertain.

"Of course!" Madison said with certainty.

Then, without waiting for a response, she hurriedly urged: "Time is running out. Robb, are you sure you want to take it? If not, I'll have to find someone else."

"Of course!"

Robb said as he set fire to all the nearby cars and corpses.

When he returned to his car, he had a big box full of money in his hand.

It seemed like a lot, but most of the US dollars were 10 or 20 dollars.

After a simple estimate, it was a total of 140,000 or 150,000.

So it's a gold belt for murder and arson.

Although it's much different from the imagined scale of powder transactions of more than one million.

But when I think about how badly both gangs seem to be doing.

Robb was relieved.

I just drove the car off the highway, looking for a hidden place to solve my urgent problems in order not to affect the road appearance, but I didn't expect to run into a transaction between two sneaky gangs.

The other party wanted to silence me, and there was no more.

It delayed me a little, but it brought me an unexpected fortune.

Robb was in a good mood.

Especially when he thought about taking over a big order soon.

"Robb? Robb?" Madison's voice sounded.

"I'm here." Robb came to his senses and continued to drive.

"I will send you the relevant information immediately. Remember to bring Paris back." Madison instructed, "We will split the reward 50-50 when the time comes."

"Wait! 50-50?" Robb heard it and shouted, "Madison, your way of distribution is too much like capitalists exploiting workers!"

"You drink and hang out in the big city of New York, and I run to the wilderness and endure mosquito bites, working hard to find someone. How can the reward be 50-50 in the end?"

Madison righteously retorted: "Without me, Robb, can you get this big order? I also paid for discovering and getting this big order, okay?"

Rob said faintly: "If I remember correctly, Old York had already taken the path of the witch group. Miss Madison, what did you pay?"

Madison: "..."

She coughed heavily a few times, and suddenly whispered: "The witch group takes a big commission for accepting tasks."

Robb seemed to understand something: "So..."

Madison no longer concealed it, and simply said: "So I intercepted it!"

"Intercepted?"

Madison said proudly: "Yes! I found the right time, took the initiative to stop Old Hilton one step ahead, and reached an agreement with him as a witch group. How about it? I'm awesome!"

Robb's mouth twitched, it's really hard to guard against thieves in the house.

"Robb, you don't want to invest most of the rewards for the tasks you have worked so hard to complete into the witch group, right?" Madison vowed.

She believed that if Rob encountered the same thing, he would do the same thing as herself.

After all, everyone is the same person.

If it were Zoe, she would definitely refuse and persuade her with the truth that "without the witch group, there would be no us" and "funds injected into the witch group will eventually benefit everyone in various forms".

So Madison always believed that Robb's No. 1 girlfriend should be herself who has the same mind.

As for Zoe, she is just a lucky person with a little time advantage.

Sooner or later!

I will suppress her.

Let her be my bag sister.

Madison firmly believes.

Next, as she expected, Robb did not mention the interception again, but instead had a fierce confrontation on the subsequent allocation quota.

"Madison, if you start a company, you will definitely become a qualified capitalist. But I am not an honest worker. 50-50 is too much! 91! I'll give you 9 and you'll give me 1!"

"What??? Robb, you're going too far! Do you know how much effort I put in to get the news in time and get the commission from old Hilton?"

"One bottle of wine? Or two bottles of wine?"

"I still have to bear the pressure from the witch group. Once the news is exposed, I will be in big trouble!"

"Pressure from Cordelia? So Madison, you are now turning pressure into motivation. How many glasses has Miss Madison, who is in the bar, drunk now?"

"... Intelligence! Intelligence! Robb, you must understand the importance of intelligence!"

"So I gave you one level."

"Absolutely impossible! 64 is the limit!"

"Okay, for the sake of intelligence, I'll reluctantly take a step back and give it 82."

"64!"

"8Two."

"Sixty-four!"

"Eighty-two."

"Get lost! Robb, don't you dare get on my bed again!"

"..."

"..."

"Seventy-three. This is my bottom line."

"I've already said that my bottom line is sixty-four."

"Seventy-three."

"Sixty-four."

"Seventy-three."

"Sixty-four!"

Robb took a deep breath: "...Madison, you seem to have forgotten that I am one of the directors of the witch group. So, you don't want everyone to know that you intercepted the witch map mission, right? "

Madison: "..."

In a friendly spirit, the two finally reached an agreement.

70:30.

After the deal is done, Robb will get 700,000 and Madison will get 300,000.

As for the possibility of failure.

Neither of them mentioned it.

......

In a bar in Manhattan, New York.

After hanging up the phone, Madison stepped on her slender silver high heels and returned to the bar in a very good mood.

She has always believed in Robb's ability 100%.

This is especially true for the small task of finding someone.

Just like now, she is ready to open champagne to celebrate the upcoming large reward.

Of course, it is not the agreed 300,000.

But it is 100 Three hundred thousand!

As for why there is such a huge amount of one million extra.

Madison raised her beautiful eyebrows proudly.

Since the mission can be intercepted, who says the reward can't be intercepted.

So thank you, Robb!

My love for you is no less.

But who says the richer the man, the easier it is to become bad.

This is also for your own good.

Yeah! That's it!

Madison, who was in a very good mood, snapped her fingers and was about to ask the bartender to pour a glass of wine, and a glass of wine was handed over.

Madison turned her head and saw a handsome white young man looking at her affectionately:

"Beautiful girl, your arrival has filled my world with charming brilliance. I hope I have the honor to treat you to a drink. "

Madison glanced at him and took the wine glass.

In the handsome man's eyes, there was a look of surprise, as if the prey had been caught in the net. Madison held the wine to her lips.

Suddenly, she curled her lips and stuffed the wine back into the handsome man's hand.

"You drink it."

"Wait..."

The handsome man's face changed. Just as he was about to refuse, his eyes suddenly dulled and he drank it...

A few minutes later, a bearded man who had been observing many things came to the confused handsome man. With Madison's eyes asking him to go, he gratefully pulled the handsome man up and left with him in a familiar manner.

Madison, who watched all this with a smile, sipped her wine.

She would not make the same mistake a second time.

......

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