Dragon Lord Crane Smith

Chapter 73 I want to give my wife a home

Flora was right.

Because of her, Nadia often got ostracized in school, plus this little girl was hot-tempered, as long as

someone dares to say a bad word about Flora, she would beat that person, so she got expelled two or

three times from school in a year.

Now Flora is ready to find a school for Nadia to attend, but there is a fatal problem -

Lack of money.

She's the president and is generally paid an annual salary and dividends are the same.

Of course the advance is possible, but she does not dare to do so, afraid to provoke Her grandmother,

when the time comes, they will be uprooted again, so she thought of borrowing some money from

Crane to let Nadia go to school, only to think that Crane is not expected to have much money, so she

plans to borrow a little first, after this cooperation is settled, she would talk to her grandmother about

the advance of salary, and then return it to Crane.

"No, being a husband, I have money to buy cosmetics for my wife."

Crane did not anticipate Flora's mind, but continued to talk about cosmetics.

Flora gave him a blank look and said, "Save money, you need to buy a house and pay off the

mortgage, you can't always live in someone else's house."

The top two floors of this Kingsang Building are very good, but ultimately it is someone else's house,

Flora would rather rent a sixty square house than here.

Of course, she must thank the other party later, after all, favor is most difficult to return.

As he watched Flora leave, Crane could not help but skim his lips.

Paying off the mortgage?

Does he have to do that in the future?

What a joke!

"Matthew, pick me the most expensive house in Stone City, I want to give my wife a home!"

The corner of Matthew's mouth twitched slightly.

Was Crane going to buy a house and a car?

He really did not guess wrong. Crane looked downstairs at Flora who was waiting for the bus, thinking

to buy a car for his wife.

But in the next second, Crane narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a killing intent locked onto himself.

Matthew sensed it, and he glanced at Crane showing an inquiry look.

"No, I'd like to see how long the other side can insist, and also arrange for Spencer to protect Flora."

"Yes!"

While Matthew left, Crane gazed at the top of a building a full half kilometer away.

The building is more than thirty stories high, taller than the Kingsang Building, and the killer is on the

top floor overlooking the four directions.

The killer held a special long-range sniper and aimed it at Crane on the twenty-fifth floor of the

Kingsang Building.

"Did it work?"

A voice came through the headset, none other than his agent.

These days, the hitman industry is as hard to find work without an agent.

"Crane is the one Mr. Bernard named to kill, so we can get the money if you take care of him quickly."

The agent nagged, and the killer gave a sudden look of impatience.

"Gentleman, this isn't a gun, but a long-range weapon modified from a crossbow, and it doesn't have a

high hit rate, so you have to give me some time."

Killer said with an unhappy look on his face.

Guns were banned in the country, so he could only make do with this kind of thing, but the power was

not small, it belonged to the top control weapons, and it was really no less powerful than a sniper rifle,

only the accuracy was too much worse.

The agent knew this and had to say, "Okay, but you should be faster, or I won't be able to carry the

burden if Mr. Bernard calls one after another in a series of calls."

"Don't worry, what kind of waves can a mere commoner make."

Killer snorted, and the agent agreed. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

From the information they gathered, Crane's greatest glory was seven years ago as the youngest

master of the Smith family, but unfortunately, he was now nothing more than an outcast, still relegated

to Saunders’ staff, and was said to be an intern, so he was a target that was the easiest to solve.

But!

The killer looked through the multiplier and suddenly saw Crane glancing towards his side.

"I'm blurry-eyed?"

He was a little stunned, but when he saw Crane smiling, precisely at himself, the killer was completely

flustered.

"Dylan, run!"

He gathered up his weapon and made a mad dash towards the stairs.

The agent asked incredulously in his headset, "What are you boy talking about?"

"Do you know how much that kid's head is worth? Half a million, that's a first class price in the domestic

market, you don't want to give it up!"

"Half a million, so what, you tell Bernard that this guy is worth at least a million and a half. That guy just

found me, definitely not some intern employee as the intel says!"

The killer ran into the elevator in a flash.

He wasn't a professional, but he understood that once he was spotted he couldn't stay, and he didn't

even have the mind to kill Crane.

"Fuck!"

The agent still believed in his men, and said, "Well then, we won't take this order."

This killer was lucky to have a good agent, plus he was quick to react.

But other killers don't have that kind of luck.

"Bang!"

A female assassin in the same building as the previous one, but located thirty stories up, pulled the

trigger.

She had seen the man looking her way and smiling, but she didn't care.

The standardized weapon was less accurate, but she was so skilled that she could definitely make her

opponent's brains explode with one shot.

But a few seconds later, she fell into self-doubt.

The glass on the opposite side is broken.

But there was no image of a man's head being crushed in one shot.

"What is going on!"

She was dumbfounded and instinctively tried to run, but as soon as she turned her head, she found a

man standing behind her.

"You are!"

The female assassin recognized him as the man in green who had talked to her target earlier.

But this guy was on the top floor of the Kingsang Building across the street a few minutes ago, when

did he get here? It was six hundred meters away and on the 30th floor!

"You don't have to ask so many questions, tell me, who is behind you?"

"You don't want me to answer you!"

The female assassin even pulled out her dagger and stabbed it towards Matthew.

She was a good fighter, by no means that only practiced taekwondo, but the art of fighting and killing.

A real killing technique!

The man in green actually didn't dodge, and the female assassin sneered in her heart.

This move is her own masterpiece!

Being able to use her two long legs to subdue and render her opponent to be defenseless, and then

having his life strangled by both legs. She had used this move in her career as an assassin over the

past few years.

But unfortunately she met Matthew, and the moment the female assassin closed in, his figure suddenly

disappeared and a slashing palm landed on the female assassin's neck.

She, passed out.