The blonde woman Alyssa Sweet, with her skilled hacking and kung fu, became a beautiful lone wolf among bounty hunters.
Her career had few defeats.
The only thing that could be called a failure was that she had been taken advantage of by Corin, who stripped nearly $100,000 of equipment from her, and almost took her little heart as well.
Only after Alyssa finally completed several small-pay missions did she barely save enough to replace her gear.
For a living, she was giving it her all.
She could not take jobs that were too big, and she saw no point in ones that were too small. Alyssa only filtered missions in the exchange that matched her abilities.
Assassination was one of her favorites.
Lots of money, little trouble, not annoying.
Maybe God saw her miserable fate, because today she grabbed an assassination job with a bounty of a full $2,000,000.
That was more than twice the reward for killing Tony Stark.
When Alyssa hacked into the underground exchange's backend like it was nothing, she got the contact information registered by the codename "Cockroach."
Through satellite positioning, she happily discovered that the person codenamed "Cockroach" seemed to share a similar habit to hers. Both were frequent guests at a Manhattan hotel.
Yes, as a beautiful lady, Alyssa would not allow life's trivialities to age her face. She chose to stay at the most upscale hotel in Manhattan.
Located in a prime area, with elegant surroundings, wide views, and delicious food, Alyssa simply could not find a reason not to live here.
As a veteran bounty hunter, lockpicking was of course trivial.
Alyssa took off her silk pajamas, changed into a tight combat suit, put on her gear meticulously, locked onto Corin's room, and slipped in like a cat demon of the night, silent and unseen.
When she saw the back of a black-haired man lying in a bathtub, Alyssa judged from his exposed tender skin: this was a boy who hadn't finished growing hair.
She gently pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head, holding the upper hand and unable to resist taunting him out loud.
Corin was startled by the sudden female voice by his ear.
Splash~
Instinctively he covered his privates with both hands, quickly turned and looked to see which rude fellow had been peeking at someone bathing.
Their eyes met.
Corin recognized her and let out a long, "Oh~".
Alyssa saw it was Corin. Her body shivered and she unconsciously clamped her thighs together.
A chill ran through her heart, 'Oh no! I should have known $2,000,000 is not that easy to earn.'
'Isn't this the robber who stripped my gear before?'
Even high-end makeup could not hide the bitter look on Alyssa's face now.
She calmly slipped the pistol back into its holster.
No kidding, she could never forget the scene where a single headshot she fired only made a blood hole that quickly healed before her eyes.
That man with the sly smile at his lips had become a regular visitor in her midnight dreams.
Although the dream images were sometimes not so bloody, and even... a bit nourishing. But she could guarantee that she would recognize Corin's sin-heavy face even if she were turned to ash.
How did Corin become "Cockroach"?
'If I had known he was Cockroach, why did I come here delivering vegetables~ damn it~'
'I worked so hard to finish missions and barely saved enough for my gear… I'm afraid… I can't keep it.'
Alyssa blinked her big eyes like a Caslan model, looking reluctantly at the new gear at her waist, her eyes slowly reddening.
Corin casually grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist to cover himself, and slowly walked to Alyssa, naturally taking hold of her slender hand.
Slap!
With a sudden yank, at the moment Alyssa turned without defense, his big hand landed solidly on her graceful butt, making a crisp sound.
"Peeking on me while I bathe!"
"Ah!"
Alyssa cried out in pain. Her butt went numb and a weakness surged up her legs, making her knees unable to support her.
Her blue eyes glistened with tears as she stubbornly looked at Corin:
"I-I didn't know it was you. If you like the gear, just take it."
Wronged and pitiful.
Corin watched this blonde woman being shown up and couldn't help smiling.
But he really wanted to know why this woman had sneaked into his room in the middle of the night.
If it were room service, she wouldn't be dressed like that. That gear was real.
If it were cosplay, the cost would be too high.
Besides, he remembered she had once come to assassinate him and ended up stripped of her gear.
Don't get the wrong idea, only her gear was taken.
Thinking it over, there seemed to be only one possibility: she had come to kill him again.
Eyes narrowed, Corin looked at this blonde beauty who resembled a startled fawn, and the little man inside him raised a small finger.
Suppressing a laugh, Corin slipped his arm around Alyssa's slim waist. His magnetic voice sounded in her ear, "Not the gear, I want the person."
Clearly the woman in his arms tensed and then trembled slightly, a stark contrast to the time she had kicked and broken his arm so coolly.
"Wha-what... what do you want?"
Hearing Corin's words and feeling the tingling at her ear, Alyssa's heart beat like drums in her ears.
A warm rush climbed her cheeks and her pale, vein-visible face flushed crimson.
She dared not imagine that today she might just throw herself away like this.
She stole a glance at the bedroom, then quickly moved her eyes back.
The muscles on Corin's upper body were full of streamlined beauty. Water droplets from just leaving the bath ran down the muscle lines, seeming to guide her gaze to follow.
'Illegal! This is illegal!', Alyssa protested loudly in her heart, but outwardly it sounded like a mosquito buzzing at the ear, soft and indistinct.
Corin felt he'd teased enough, released her, patted Alyssa's shoulder, and motioned for her to follow him into the living room.
Once out of his embrace, Alyssa felt empty inside, suddenly lonely, cold.
She wanted another hug, but she didn't dare ask.
She followed Corin into the living room and sat properly on the sofa, waiting for Corin's final decision.
In a short time, Alyssa had come to terms with it. After all, she had messed with someone's hands; whether he wanted to kill, flay, or well...
She had no choice; it was better to be frank.
Bounty hunters, right?
Who doesn't have a few tales in the underworld.
Corin watched the blonde beauty's blue eyes spin around.
Who knows what she was thinking. He finally couldn't help laughing aloud, "Heh! Heh! Mind telling me your name first, beautiful lady?"
"Alyssa Sweet."
The mechanical reply sounded like an interrogation answer, but the slightly trembling tail in her voice revealed her mood.
Corin chuckled, "My name is Corin, codename Cockroach, also a bounty hunter like you. By the way, I got into this job because of you~"
Alyssa raised her eyes in puzzlement and stared at Corin.
'Why is he saying that? Is there some ancient asian ritual involved?'
She glared with her questioning big eyes straight at him.
Corin had no experience in such matters either, so he spoke plainly, "Alyssa, I want you to work with me from now on. Any objections?"
Alyssa suddenly lifted her head, her small mouth parting. She looked at Corin in disbelief, hardly daring to believe her ears, "I've got everything ready inside and out... and you ask me about work?"
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