Dragon Lord Crane Smith novel Chapter 74

Back on the twenty-fifth floor of the Kingsang Building, Matthew flung the female assassin to the ground.

"That hurts!"

The female assassin woke up from the fall and felt a sore back, but when she looked up her eyes widened.

Her target was in front of her.

"You guys!"

With a jolt, the female assassin got up and struck a starting pose, only to find that the dagger was not on her.

Turning back again, she found the familiar dagger being played with in her target's hand.

"Atlantic Empire Field Dagger Hammett III, you've got some skills."

Crane spoke leisurely.

A slight shudder ran through the female assassin's mind.

This dagger, a new combat equipment developed by one of the Atlantic Empire's military industry companies, was reasonably limited to certain areas of circulation, and even those military enthusiasts in the country would not be familiar with it, but the man in front of her was able to tell its details, and a thought came to the female assassin's mind -

There's been an intelligence error!

A subordinate whose strength crushed her own, coupled with this amount of knowledge, how could he be an ordinary office worker!

"What the hell are you?"

The female assassin gritted her teeth and asked, suddenly remembering a movie from a certain country. Would these guys rape her before killing her, after all, many rich men seek female assassins to assassinate themselves for the purpose of enjoying this pleasure.

But she was wrong about Crane.

"From Hammett?"

Crane asked instead of answering.

He had been fighting outside the country for several years, and had seen too many fighting factions, among which the fighting style of the Hammett Company was unique. Although Crane did not look up to it, he remembered some of it, the fighting style that this female assassin had used against Matthew previously was the style of the Hammett Company.

The female assassin's eyelids fluttered slightly.

"You know about Hammett?"

By Hammett, she was referring not only to the military-industrial side, but also to the assassin organization that Hammett kept, and she had retired from Hammett and was now back in the country as a part-time assassin.

Crane smiled and said, "Of course I know about the Hammett Killer Company, you sent quite a lot of people to snipe me back then, and one of them is called Hammett I, who is working under me now."

"What!"

The female assassin's face paled.

"What are you kidding? Hammett I went to assassinate Dragon Lord of Cryptoclidus Palace, and his whereabouts are still unknown, how is it possible ......"

Suddenly, the female assassin's words came to a screeching halt as she looked at Crane with an incredulous expression, "You, you, you are Dragon Lord of Cryptoclidus Palace?"

"You are right."

Crane flung his hand and tossed the dagger back to the female assassin, "Do you want to try it?"

"I!"

The female slayer swallowed hard.

Having the dagger back in her hand did add a lot of security, but she wouldn't dare to attack Crane.

Even if he was not Dragon Lord of Cryptoclidus Palace, his subordinate alone was so powerful, who dared to guarantee that Crane's skill would be inferior to hers?

"Oh," Crane gave a lighter laugh, "Have you ever thought about changing careers."

"What?"

"I mean, do you want to consider not being a killer? It's nice to be a bodyguard, isn't it?"

"You want me to protect you?"

The female assassin froze, and then a chill went down her spine.

A female bodyguard is of the same nature as a female secretary.

The female assassin was acutely aware of this.

Just being able to choke Hammett into not going after her didn't seem to convince her.

Crane naturally understood this and smiled lightly.

"Do you want to get stronger?"

"Do you want to be strong enough to destroy the entire Hammett?"

"If you want to, stay with me, if not, I'll kill you."

Lucrative.

A threat.

Crane had never been an indecisive man who liked to haggle.

He wanted to take in the female assassin just because he saw that she did have some skills and was considered a teachable talent.

But if she didn't convince, Crane wouldn't let go of anyone who tried to kill himself and might threaten the safety of his wife's life.

"My name is Sienna Mitchell."

The female assassin spat out her name, meaning clearly that she was willing to serve Crane.

"Very good."

Crane nodded slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, who is the one who hired you?"

"Bernard Scott."

Sienna told the truth.

It's not a matter of interest or not, it's simply because she disliked Bernard.

This guy had previously hired her and tried to insult her, and she nearly destroyed one of his arms.