"Assassination?"
Song Heping was somewhat displeased.
Things seemed to get complicated.
"We are a PMC, not an assassin company. We can talk about compensation, but if you ask us to kill people all the time..."
He could only shake his head.
Dominic appeared somewhat disappointed, "I've fallen to this point purely due to my enemy. If you can't help me solve my problem, even if I'm willing to help you, what could I gain?"
"Money!"
The cook said, "The reward for you is very generous, and you can use it to hire others to take out your adversary."
Dominic shook his head: "No one dares to take my business?"
By saying this, he inadvertently piqued Song Heping's interest.
No one dares to take it?
How troublesome is it?
Thus, he probed, "Who is it?"
"Aisade, nicknamed 'Priest', the leader of the Salafi Armed in the Sahel Region," Dominic revealed the name of his nemesis.
"Salafi Armed?"
Song Heping suddenly felt the name sounded familiar.