Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Thirty million dollars to kill the master, and fifty million to capture you alive!"

"Am I only worth that much?"

Eric was somewhat dissatisfied, shook his head, and asked again, "Do you know how 'Thorn' tracked our whereabouts?" Discover hidden stories at empire

"One member of the Thorn Mercenary Group was on a tour in Shanghai and recognized you at the airport. After learning our destination from airport staff, he immediately informed their headquarters. Since Thorn happened to have a team in Paris, they arranged this act!"

"Mercenaries don't have my photo on hand, do they?"

Eric shook his head with a smile, not a trace of worry in his expression. Instead, he seemed to be looking forward to a future that was no longer boring.

Skidmore glanced at the seven people lying unconscious on the ground and asked, "Master, what should we do with these people?"

"Let them fend for themselves here!" Eric smiled faintly and said, "Go find a car, we should head back to the hotel!"

"Yes, master!"

The blond man sat up, holding his head, and groaned unconsciously for a while under the painful stimulation before coming to his senses, looking around in confusion.

His gaze focused on TNT, five steps away, and the blond man hesitated for a moment, seeming to rush over as if something had just happened, patting TNT's cheeks and saying, "Wake up, damn it, wake up..."

Under the violent call, TNT slowly regained consciousness and looked straight at the blond man for a while, then exclaimed joyfully, "Boss, you're okay?"

"I'm fine!"

The blond man smiled and shook his head, saying, "Alright, come with me to check on the brothers..."

In the same violent manner, all five Spine members knocked out by Skidmore were awakened. After inquiring about each other, they found that none of them had suffered fatal injuries and rejoiced.

After a moment of joy, TNT's expression turned fierce. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn kid, I'll find you! I'll blow you up to the sky, even if it means destroying a hotel..."

The blond man patted TNT's shoulder and shook his head, saying, "Let it go..."

"Why?" TNT looked puzzled, "Aren't we done with the mission?"

"We are!" The blond man smiled bitterly. "Being able to keep our lives is already a favor from them! As outstanding mercenaries, how can we attack them again?"

TNT hesitated for a moment, looking at his comrades' hands, and said indignantly, "Are we just going to let this go? That kid ended your mercenary careers..."

The blond man looked at his right hand, which had a twisted index finger, and smiled indifferently, saying boldly, "Who says our mercenary careers are over? My right hand may be disabled, but we still have our left hands! As outstanding mercenaries, we can still fight, shoot, and defend with our left hands!"

"Right!"

The German mercenary said seriously, "TNT, don't worry, I won't abandon you. We are still comrades, still brothers!"

The white mercenary who believed in Odin hugged TNT and said, "Think a missing hand makes you vulnerable? Let me tell you, even with just my left hand, I can easily deal with you..."

Seeing his comrades so optimistic and confident, TNT's face looked much better, but when his eyes fell on the Asian youth called "Warrior," sadness appeared in his eyes.

The Warrior raised his soft hands, which were broken by being crushed, and although he was sweating and pale, he still smiled and said, "Although both my hands are disabled and I can no longer shoot, I still have my feet! My ancestor is the great master Zhou of the Northern Song Dynasty, and his expertise is a leg technique called 'Stomping.' Although I am only an outer disciple and have not learned profound internal martial arts, I still have the strength to kick a cow to death. You don't need to worry about me! As long as I am alive, I am a member of Spine, I am your brother..."

Tears welled up in TNT's eyes, but he smiled, though he still felt a bit resentful inside. "Are we just going to let them harm you like this? Are we really going to do nothing?"

The Warrior sighed softly, "In China, there is an ancient saying--'Those who kill will be killed.' Another one goes, 'Even generals are doomed to die in battle...'"

"China is truly a civilization of five thousand years. Even the language is so profound..." Among the Spine members present, perhaps only the German mercenary could understand the meaning.

"Hehe..." The white mercenary smiled slyly and said, "Who says we're not going to do anything..."

The blond man frowned slightly and said, "Pirate, don't mess around. You know the tradition of Spine!"

"Don't worry, boss! I will never violate the Mercenary Code!" Pirate solemnly assured, then said hatefully, "Although we Spine can't take action, it doesn't mean other mercenary organizations can't. We can spread the news about the target in Paris, and then, hehehe..."

TNT and the others' eyes lit up, looking eagerly at the blond man.

The blond man frowned, pondered for a moment, and then nodded in response to his brothers' hopeful eyes.

"Great..."

"The boss is wise..."

"Although this method is not as satisfying as taking revenge personally, at least it can vent some anger..."

Seeing his brothers' excitement, the blond man knew that although they didn't seem to care on the surface, they all held grudges inside.

After letting them vent their emotions, the blond man clapped his hands and said, "Alright, let's go! Although this place is very remote, it's not a place to stay for long..."

"Yes, boss!"

Departing from Paris, it takes just over an hour to reach the Loire Valley.

This is the gathering place of noble castles, and the Château de Chambord, with a history of 500 years, is the most magnificent, magnificent, and largest of all the castles.

The Château de Chambord is 100 meters long and wide, with a majestic presence. In the middle is the square main castle, with six huge conical corner towers on each side. Clear moats surround it, backed by dense forests and facing large gardens, with green trees, flowers, sculptures, and clear lakes, providing excellent visual enjoyment.

Similar to ancient Chinese imperial gardens, the Château de Chambord is not for defense but for display and enjoyment. It embodies the magnificent and exaggerated European royal garden style, a perfect combination of imperial power and art.

The Château de Chambord is the epitome of Renaissance architecture, built by the most artistic emperor of France, Francis I, in 1519 to show off his wealth.