Charlie (Sister) calmed down a little. She didn't express her opinion immediately. Instead, she looked at the man in front of her.
The salesman from Blackstone Security smiled and didn't mind. He knew that she looked down on the first plan, but it didn't matter. He had two more plans in his hands.
"For the second plan, we'll provide you with the necessary security. You'll only get limited freedom."
"But the good news is that we can help you explain your identity to the Federation government. The contract will also be open-ended. As for the cost …"
The salesman looked down at the contract in his hand and sighed again. The company's executives were sharpening their knives too quickly.
"You'll need to pay the company 20 million yuan for public relations in one lump sum. Then, we'll provide a six-person security team. The cost is 20 thousand yuan per day."
"The advantage of this contract is that you can live in the Federation forever and have a very safe environment …"
So damn expensive. The salesman sighed again in his heart.
The normal service cost was 500 to 1,000 yuan per person. Even if he hired the best security team, it wouldn't cost more than 7,200 yuan. Of course, equipment costs were not included.
But everything was doubled here. And … he quickly glanced at Charlie (Sister)'s expression. This lady didn't seem to think it was expensive.
Charlie (Sister) lit a cigarette. "What's the third plan?"
The salesman coughed softly. "The third plan takes into account some of the targeted attacks that you're currently facing. Even we can't guarantee that you'll be safe forever."
"On the basis of the second plan, we'll provide some military operations services. We can take the initiative to attack and eliminate some troublemakers or groups."
"Of course, the cost will be higher. After all, war is cruel, but it will be the most worthwhile."
"The specific cost will be assessed according to the target you specify. It will range from a few million to … hundreds of millions."
The salesman felt that this contract was a joke. Hundreds of millions of yuan? Was it going to start a military coup or directly destroy a small country?
He didn't think that the woman in front of him could come up with this amount of money.
But to his surprise, the woman suddenly smiled. "I want to talk to Lynch face to face."
If she could solve her biggest problem, which was her identity … then what was there to be afraid of?
She was rich, and she knew better than anyone else what money could do in the Federation. It was just that she didn't have any connections here, so she couldn't clear her name. However, with Lynch's service, many of her accounts could be exposed immediately.
At this time, outside the small hotel, Scar Face and the others were looking at them tiredly.
They had already gone to Charlie's (sister's) house in another city, only to find that there were no traces of people living there, not even bodyguards.
Serial errors mean that they may have overlooked some details, such as the fact that Charlie was actually in or around the house they raided last time.
She didn't have time to move, or perhaps she had other reasons for changing her behavior. In any case, there wasn't much point in continuing to chase after him.
They arranged for two of them to go to the last residence, while the others returned to the city.
In the Federation, as long as one spent money, as long as one used a deposit or cheque, it would definitely trigger an "alarm". The people they bribed in the bank would promptly inform them of these movements.
Before any new discoveries were made, Scar Face believed that there was a high possibility that Charlie was still in the city.
Just today, when he and his companions were wandering around the streets, they suddenly found Blackstone Security's car.
As a famous hunter in the world, he had mixed feelings about Blackstone Security.
To be able to have such a powerful private armed force, in a way, it was indeed a business worth investing in.
If private armed forces didn't make money, people like Lynch, who was known as the Federation's Youth Leader, wouldn't have invested so much in this industry.
Because of this, the whole industry flourished. More and more security companies and armed forces companies appeared, and the whole industry seemed to be thriving because of this.
However, as the leader of a small group, it was difficult for Scar Face to have any good feelings about Blackstone Security.
This company was too overbearing.
Generally, security companies only provided security services, such as "protecting the personal safety of the customer until the contract expired", and they wouldn't provide any further services.
However, Blackstone Security was different. They not only provided bodyguard services, but also provided attack tactics. As long as the employer paid enough, they could solve the problem along with the troublemaker!
This also caused many businesses to be unable to continue.
They had a complete logistics team, strong financial support, and the Federation's government behind them. It was said that Blackstone Security was also building its own intelligence network. How could "small businesses" like them compete with "institutions"?
Scar Face stood at the corner of the street for a while with a gloomy face. At first, he didn't associate Charlie with Blackstone Security.
If she could contact them, she would have done so already. He just wanted to see why Blackstone Security was in the city.
But soon he realized that things had become troublesome.
Charlie went downstairs under the guidance of two Blackstone Security staff and got into the car.
Scar Face threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and sparks flew.
He turned around and pushed away a guy who was about to enter the phone booth. He went in first and dialed a number.
A few minutes later, everyone was gathered.
"Where is he?"
The only woman in the team had a toothpick in her mouth and asked casually.
She found a place to sit down, and no one came up to her.
You didn't know what she had experienced to be able to survive in this circle, and no one would joke about their life.
There were women everywhere, and there was no need to pick the most dangerous one.
Scar Face pursed his lips. "I asked Shield to keep an eye on them. They're at the station now, and they bought tickets to … at eleven o 'clock today."
From this small city to Cloth, one needed to transfer trains. The Federation's railways were privately owned, so different routes belonged to different railway companies.
Different railway companies wouldn't casually sell train tickets from other companies, which would cause a lot of disputes.
So, from the looks of it, Scar Face didn't know what the ultimate goal of these people was, but he had a guess.
"It's possible that they're going to Cloth, so I called you guys over to ask if you still want to follow this list."
"If not, I'll talk to the old man. He'll still have to pay the severance, so we won't be working for nothing."
"If you want to continue, you have to act before they reach Cloth."
"Once they reach Cloth, it's Blackstone's territory, and we're no match for them."
"And there are too many security agencies, security committees, and the like."
The room fell into a brief silence.
Now in the field of mercenaries, there was a consensus that if they could avoid going against the Blackstone Security, then they should try not to do so.
This group of people was too well equipped, and they even had bombers. Who could beat them?
If it were someone else, they might have a lot of ideas and suggestions, but the problem was that they were the ones who were in trouble this time.
Now everyone was in a dilemma. There was no doubt that Mr. Wickliffe's fee was very high, and Sister Charlie herself was very valuable, so they didn't want to give her up.
But they were a little worried about going against the Blackstone Security in the Federation.
On one hand, they could retire if they succeeded, and even if they didn't, they could live a carefree life for a long time. On the other hand, they could accidentally die here. The struggle and hesitation in their hearts constantly alternated.
The woman looked at Scar Face first. "What's your choice?"
Scar Face shook his head. "You guys decide first, and I'll tell you last to avoid interfering with your decision."
In fact, after this sentence was said, everyone basically understood Scar Face's position. He wanted to stay.
This did indeed change some people's minds.
The woman pursed her lips and thought for a long time, and was the first to speak. "I feel a little unsatisfied if I don't try."
"If Sister Charlie can find Blackstone Security to protect her, it means that she really has money in her hands!"
Blackstone Security's high fee was a well-known fact in the industry. It was said that when Sanchez and Isabella hired them, the total bill for the first period alone was more than 500 million.
This group of people was ridiculously black-hearted, and it also proved that Sister Charlie did have money in her hands. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to afford Blackstone Security's people.
Then the others expressed their willingness to stay and give it a try.
Mercenaries and hunters were people who were not afraid of death, or people who didn't believe that they would die. Now that a rare opportunity in life was in front of them, they were really unwilling to give it up.
Everyone had the same nose and two eyes, and they could all die in a single shot. Why should they take the initiative to give it up?
In the end, Scar Face nodded. "I think so too. If we leave without touching it, I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life."
"We have a lot of advantages here. This is Federation territory, and Blackstone is unlikely to launch a large-scale attack. Also, they're still in the middle of some kind of meeting, so their movements will be much smaller."
"They have concerns, but we don't. I think our chances of winning are higher."
After a few sentences of analysis, everyone felt that Scar Face's words were too damn reasonable, and a kind of hope grew in their hearts.
Scar Face was still very calm at this time, and he was arranging people to prepare for the retreat while formulating a battle plan.
He raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was now 11 o 'clock, and there was still more than an hour. They had time to try and intercept them here!