klisemfg Chapter 559 Emergency Mission? That'll cost extra.
Chapter 559 Emergency Mission? That'll cost extra.
"An emergency mission? That'll cost extra," the man said casually, seemingly uninterested in anything.
“Money is no problem.” Zhang Hai pulled out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and casually tossed them onto the table. This was just the tip of the iceberg, but it was enough to demonstrate their wealth.
When the man saw the thick wad of banknotes, a faint glimmer of light finally appeared in his eyes.
"Mission details," the man stated succinctly.
Zhang Hai took a deep breath, glanced at Xuan Weng, and then slowly uttered that earth-shattering number.
"The bounty is... ten billion."
The man's hand froze abruptly, and an expression of disbelief instantly appeared on his sickly pale face. He wondered if he had misheard. One billion? That was no small sum; even for an S-rank mission issued by the Dark Guard, such a high bounty was rare.
"One billion?" The man's voice trembled slightly as he stared intently at Zhang Hai, his eyes filled with suspicion. "Are you sure? Do you know what one billion means? That's enough to hire a Kage-level expert to assassinate a major power's Kage!"
Xuan Weng's eyes sharpened. He stepped forward and confirmed Zhang Hai's words in a cold and resolute tone.
"We are certain," Xuanweng said, each word distinct, his voice filled with a deep-seated hatred for Takigakure. "Our bounty target is... the assassination of all the ninjas of Takigakure!"
When the man receiving the receptionist heard about the 1 billion bounty and the mission objective of "assassinating all the ninjas of Takigakure," his face remained pale, but his eyes blazed with an unprecedented fervor. He no longer doubted Zhang Hai's wealth, because anyone who could offer such a bounty was no ordinary person.
“I’ve accepted the mission.” The man took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, but his voice still trembled slightly. “According to the rules, I need to pay a 10% deposit first.”
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Hai broke a seal on a scroll he carried with him, pulled out a heavy little burlap sack, and tossed it onto the table. The sack rustled, revealing itself to be full of banknotes.
"Let's take stock," Zhang Hai said calmly, as if it weren't hundreds of millions of dollars, but just a few ordinary banknotes.
The man carefully opened the sack, revealing thick stacks of neatly stacked banknotes. With his thin hands, he counted the money at an astonishing speed; his fingertips danced across the banknotes, making a rustling sound, his eyes filled with greed and excitement. Even a bounty hunter rarely saw such a huge sum of cash.
It took the man nearly ten minutes to finish counting. He confirmed the amount was correct, tied the sack tightly, and then carefully put it into a hidden compartment under the table.
“The deposit has been received.” The man looked up at Zhang Hai and Xuan Weng, his tone returning to its usual hoarseness, but with a hint of respect. “Within three days, we will transmit the mission information to all registered top bounty hunters. Someone should come to contact us about the mission a day from now.”
“A day?” Xuan Weng frowned immediately upon hearing this time. He looked at Zhang Hai with a hint of worry in his eyes: “Zhang Hai, we now hold a huge amount of wealth in Takigakure. If this drags on for too long, they will eventually discover that the vault has been stolen. Once they realize it, with their village’s special methods, they may be able to track down the whereabouts of this money. At that time, we will be in danger.”
As an elder of Yangyan Village, Xuanweng was familiar with the methods of the various ninja villages in the ninja world. Takigakure Village's long-term control over the Seven-Tails, besides its advantageous geographical location, must also stem from some unique investigation and tracking ninjutsu. Once they discovered the theft of a large sum of money, they would certainly spare no effort in the investigation.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hai merely smiled faintly, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "Rest assured, Elder Xuanweng. I have my reasons for daring to do this. Just wait here, and I believe the person I'm waiting for will appear here in a day."
Seeing Zhang Hai's confident demeanor, Xuan Weng, though still somewhat uneasy, ultimately chose to trust him. He knew Zhang Hai was not a reckless person; everything he did was part of a far-reaching plan.
Time passed slowly. A brief silence fell over the small thatched hut. Zhang Hai closed his eyes to rest, while Xuan Weng paced back and forth anxiously. The night grew deeper, dark clouds filled the sky, and large raindrops began to pound against the roof of the thatched hut, quickly turning into a torrential downpour.
Just then, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door of the thatched hut.
It was a masked man with only two holes, revealing a pair of deep, cold green eyes. He was burly, soaked to the bone, rain dripping from his hair and clothes, forming a small puddle on the ground. He exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, along with a faint, gritty smell of blood that could only be honed on the battlefield.
It was Kakuzu, one of the immortal duo and a member of the Akatsuki organization!
Kakuzu's appearance instantly filled the previously somber thatched hut with an invisible sense of oppression. He made no sound, as if emerging from the shadows, carrying with him an innate aura of death.
When Zhang Hai saw the person approaching, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes. He knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived.
"So, you really did come," Zhang Hai said first, greeting him with a hint of mockery.
However, Kakuzu completely ignored Zhang Hai's greeting. His cold green eyes didn't even linger on Zhang Hai for a second. He disregarded the two people inside the thatched hut and walked straight to the back of the hut. The back of the thatched hut was usually where the exchange office posted mission scrolls and held secret meetings.
Kakuzu's tall figure quickly disappeared behind the thatched hut, leaving only his cold aura and the traces of rainwater he brought in when he stepped inside.
The moment Xuan Weng saw Kakuzu appear, he felt a strong sense of crisis. His body tensed, and his eyes were fixed sharply on the direction where Kakuzu had disappeared. Only when the figure was completely gone did he suddenly turn his head to look at Zhang Hai.
"Go outside to talk!" Xuan Weng lowered his voice, his tone urgent and solemn.
Zhang Hai nodded and followed Xuan Weng out of the thatched hut into the pouring rain. The rain lashed their faces, but it could not extinguish the burning vigilance in Xuan Weng's eyes.
"Who is that person?!" Xuan Weng's voice trembled slightly. "He is extremely dangerous! I have never seen such a powerful and cold killing intent! His eyes... are like those of a dead man, devoid of any emotion, filled only with icy calculation!"