The two punks don't have much money or things of value on them.
Apart from the scattered bills, the most valuable things were the mobile phones and two bloody gold teeth. As for the pair of Jordan shoes whose authenticity was still unknown, Derrick couldn't stand their sour smell and threw them away.
After solving the financial problem, Derrick didn't wait in the alley much longer.
He walked to the main street, took a taxi and immediately set off for one of the locations given by the card.
This was all for his future life and his basic necessities. If he doesn't solve this entrustment quickly, he would sleep on the street in the next few days.
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As night fell, the roads were brightly lit by fancy lights all over the buildings.
At this moment, New York, the city that never sleeps, began with its nightlife.
In a neighbourhood on the west shore of Manhattan Island, an old taxi was parked on the side of the empty road.
"This is the last one."
Derrick got out of the car and muttered, "I don't think there is anything wrong with the information given by Weasel. But, even after searching so many places, I couldn't even see any traces of that Iwan-something guy."
Derrick wasn't sure if it was an intelligence error or the mistake of his shitty luck.
At the end of the day, Derrick had driven through almost the whole of New York but he couldn't find the target.
Following the last location given by the intelligence, Derrick quickly found an apartment building and took the elevator to the floor where the target's location was said to be.
In the elevator, Derrick began to plan the action for his auspicious meeting with the target.
'I don't exactly want to attract too much attention, especially from the gang behind Iwan.' Derrick thought in his mind.
Derrick's plan was super simple. He would find the target, follow him secretly and then put a hole in his head when he gets to an empty place. It would be almost impossible to find the murderer, that would be, him.
Derrick held the pistol in his hands and waited for the elevator door to open.
DING~~
When the elevator door opened, Derrick's expression gradually froze.
Several burly Russian men were standing right outside the elevator, holding guns in their hands. Among them was the target Derrick was looking for, Iwan Kharastov, standing in the centre of the crowd with a silver box in his hands.
They seemed to be waiting for the elevator and when they saw Derrick in the elevator, Iwan and the others were also taken aback.
Gradually, their eyes rolled down and their gaze fell on the pistol in Derrick's hand.
The time seemed to stand still.
Derrick coughed pretending to be relaxed and then said with a smile again, "If I were to say that I was just passing by, would you believe me?"
"Get rid of him!"
It wasn't clear who yelled but all the big men immediately raised their guns and shot at Derrick!
BANG BANG BANG~~
Faced with the intense gunshots, blood-spattered out of Derrick's body. The kinetic energy of the bullets drove him back, his whole body was soon stuck against the wall and his limbs started to tremble.
'Why always the wall?' Derrick said in his mind as he felt his body get stuck to the wall again.
Seconds later, the men finally ceased firing bullets. The strong smell of blood spread in the elevator.
Looking at Derrick, whose body was covered with bullet holes and blood sliding down while leaning against the wall, Iwan cursed, "Fuck, Where did this idiot come from? Did he get some orders to kill me? Did I kill his family? Oh, or could it be that the other gangs know about our big deal tonight and sent someone to stop us."
"Oh, wait no, they wouldn't be so stupid to send only one person."
"Never mind. He will die soon. Let's not forget the task Vladimir gave us and get out of here quickly."
Iwan walked into the elevator, not paying any attention to the dead body in the elevator.
He took the elevator to the first floor of the apartment building and didn't notice that Derrick, who was supposed to be lying dead behind him, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up trembling.
Derrick's arm that was holding the pistol tightly rose slowly, aiming at the back of those people in the elevator.
Gunshots rang and five people fell to the ground. Derrick's attack being a surprise attack from behind and completely unexpected, combined with the small distance between everyone made it easy for Derrick's shots to be perfect.
Only Iwan, with a horrified face, was left alive.
The holes on Derrick's body healed visibly as golden bullets were squeezed and thrown out by his body.
"The immortal characteristic of super high school level stuntman is really good. The speed of my healing is even better than that of Wade and Wolverine, I think." Derrick said as he was suddenly reminded of his new title's task.
With that in mind, Derrick glanced at the system panel.
[Unlock condition: Kill fifteen sinful villains (1/15)]
"What the?" Derrick had question marks all over his face.
He obviously killed five gang members, why did the system show the progress of only one?
After a few minutes of thinking, Derrick could only get one reasonable conclusion other than thinking that the system was moody.
That is, among the five gang members he killed, there was only one person who truly met the condition of being a sinful villain. Not every gangster was a sinful villain…
Thinking of this, Derrick checked Iwan in front of him.
[Target does not meet the conditions]
Derrick's doubts were resolved but his mood got more complicated.
You know, Mr Iwan in front of him is not like the two men before who didn't pay in the strip club.
He had been involved in cases of transporting dangerous chemicals, selling firearms and weapons illegally, murder, arson... There was a thick stack of criminal records on his name, any one of them could easily beat the record of the two gangsters from before.
With this, Derrick got into deep thinking, if Iwan, who had committed such crimes was not meeting the conditions, how bad would those who would meet the condition be?
And moreover, just what kind of a vicious criminal did he kill among those five for him to get 1/15 already…