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Chapter 41 - Chapter 41 I, Hawkeye, Make Money

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When the gunfire rang out, it immediately caught the attention of Big Daddy and the killer girl.

Frank Amick's nest was far more heavily guarded than they had imagined. They had been worried they wouldn't even get a chance to infiltrate it—but unexpectedly, someone had already opened a hole for them.

"If you do evil, you will die. God truly wants you dead!"

Both Big Daddy and the killer girl, seasoned in countless battles, naturally would not miss such a fleeting opportunity.

The gangsters—who had been panicking all day like stray dogs—were cut down by Big Daddy and the killer girl as easily as chopping vegetables.

After achieving astonishing results, Big Daddy and his daughter exchanged a glance, both seeing immense shock in each other's eyes.

It is often said that the one who understands you best is your enemy.

The killer girl and Big Daddy had repeatedly destroyed Frank's business, and each time had narrowly escaped his grasp—even nearly being burned to ashes with kerosene.

They knew better than anyone how powerful Frank's men were.

And yet, they still couldn't figure out who had the ability to defeat Frank's elite forces.

Not only defeating his men—but also breaking their will.

Who was it?

So strong… so terrifying?!

Damon and Mindy did not dare to hesitate and carefully moved deeper into Frank's headquarters.

As they moved forward, Mindy's pretty face gradually flushed red, and she couldn't help but spit in annoyance.

Just moments ago, she had admired that "master," but now she discovered he was nothing more than a shameless thug!

Unlike Mindy, Damon's expression became increasingly shocked.

The kind-hearted see kindness; the wise see wisdom. Mindy saw deception—but Damon saw wasted arrows.

The reason firearms replaced cold weapons was because of their overwhelming superiority.

Between guns and bows—was there even a comparison? Even a child would know the answer.

Yet this mysterious expert had actually wiped out Frank's entire armed squad using only a bow.

Who exactly was this?

A god!

Terrifying!

When Damon saw the rocket launcher shell, his mouth dropped open so wide he could have fit an apple inside.

He instantly recognized the origin and model of the weapon.

There was no mystery—he had ordered it online himself, with free shipping.

And yet even that level of firepower was useless against the "god" troubling Frank?

For a moment, Damon even considered running away with Mindy.

This kind of conflict… was no longer something they had the right to interfere in.

But if they fled now, it would all end there.

How could he ever show his face in front of Mindy again?

As a father, he could bleed, he could be decapitated—but in front of his daughter, he absolutely could not lose face.

He still needed dignity!

So Damon and Mindy continued to infiltrate Frank Amick's lair step by step.

"Frank Amick, you have failed this city!"

Lemur, holding a bow, successfully hypnotized all of Frank's top bodyguards.

As for Frank himself, he was already on the verge of collapse—only one step away from being fully subdued.

Hearing the words "you have failed this city," Frank felt as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his mind.

Damn it—this was a disaster from the heavens. He had just been minding his own business!

As a major drug lord, Frank had long been prepared to be defeated by enemies.

But he truly did not recognize the person in front of him.

He coughed up blood and asked bitterly:

"Who the hell are you?"

Lemur straightened his back.

"I will not change my name, nor my surname. I am the strongest archer in the universe—Hawkeye!"

Frank: "Hawkeye? Do we have any grudge?"

Lemur: "No."

Frank: "..."

Damn it, this guy was just a meddler!

Heroes always had their own temper. Trying to bribe them with money was usually pointless.

But at a life-or-death moment, even Frank—no matter how foolish it sounded—still wanted to try.

"Don't kill me! I have money! A lot of money! If you spare me, I'll give you everything!"

"Really?"

Lemur's eyes lit up instantly like two giant floodlights in the night.

Frank Amick suddenly choked and nearly suffocated.

He had just been spared—and yet somehow still felt wronged.

"Frank, you have failed this city…"

Hearing those elegant, dramatic words again made Frank want to smash his head into a wall.

Meanwhile, in the Triskelion building, Hawkeye—Clinton Francis Barton—couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine and sneezed several times in a row.

Frank had originally intended to understate his family fortune, but when he saw Lemur's dangerous smile, he immediately gave up.

A man can bend and stretch—he endured it.

When he learned Frank's total assets were nearly one billion and liquid capital exceeded one hundred million, even Lemur—who had been mentally prepared—felt his heart skip a beat.

This kind of business—built on blood and fire without even needing bodies to pave roads—was terrifyingly profitable.

In the end, under Lemur's "caring gaze," Frank Amick did not dare to play tricks and obediently transferred the money.

After hearing good news from Aya, Lemur suddenly burst into laughter.

All her hard work had not been in vain. She could now afford not only tea eggs, but even the finest pickled vegetables in the world!

Frank Amick was truly a good man!

"Big money bear, thank you!"

With that, Lemur gracefully walked away.

Although Frank Amick was a total scumbag, since Lemur had received the money, she naturally would not do anything immoral or untrustworthy.

Besides, Big Daddy and the killer girl were already on their way—they would arrive in 30 seconds.

Lemur was not in a hurry at all.

After she left, Frank Amick collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

After calming down slightly, his eyes turned blood red.

Six billion dollars—half his net worth!

This hatred could not be resolved!

Frank picked up a phone and dialed a number whose name alone was chilling.

His name was… Kingpin.

Frank moved quickly, but Damon and Mindy were even faster. Just as he informed Kingpin about Hawkeye, Damon and Mindy had already warmly invited him to share a bucket of peanuts.

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