This was weird, Jian decided. There was no other way to describe it than weird.
There were plenty of criminal organizations out there who wanted the assistance of someone like him to kill the people that escaped their group. There was an unspoken bond among criminals, and those who broke that unmentioned brotherhood would always find a knife on their doorstep.
Now, Jian was more than often people's knife of choice. He never killed anyone that he believed had done the crimes for a good reason (helping a diseased family member get medicine, for example) but that still left plenty of people for him to pray off of.
Jian often took those jobs as it allowed him to wipe out people who were doing criminal acts and had proven they couldn't be trusted, as well as giving him information about other criminals in case they were a future contract.
Now, it seemed like he was going to be paid to do the absolute opposite of what he normally had to do. The job that he had been taking in Portsmouth had apparently stretched out longer than he had expected. He'd first come to place to help build it, but he'd been stuck here for almost a week at this point.
Even after that little adventure with the strange intruder in the Black Crows camp, he was having to deal with more work in this little town. It was expected, in a way, since the place had many things that needed to be dealt with before it was fully developed, but to have to do multiple "strange" missions? It was like this place was a portal to an alternate dimension.
Anyway, focusing on the mission rather than the weirdness of the situation, Jian looked over the details that he'd been supplied with since he agreed to take the mission to protect a civilian.
An ex-crook, someone who had gone around the world stealing from innocent people who couldn't fight back, was now living in Portsmouth and had found out that the people that he had left behind him had sent him a letter that they were going to get their revenge. He had panicked and confessed to the man that was contracting Jian that he needed help.
Honestly, what had the man expected when he ran away from armed crooks? They stole from everyone, did he think that they were peaceful enough to not want to kill someone who had already betrayed them? It was stupid, no other way to describe it; Never leave any unnecessary loose ends, that was something that Jian had learned over and over again.
The interesting part about this was that, whilst most people who he was paid to kill had broken away from their crew to be able to get all of the reward for themselves, the man who was paying him to make sure that they were stopped was apparently trying to go legit.
That seemed like a false claim, but if it was true then he wished him all the luck in the world. He was going to need it. Stopping hiding in the shadow was something that many people dreamed of, but very few managed.
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There were plenty of criminal organizations out there who wanted the assistance of someone like him to kill the people that escaped their group. There was an unspoken bond among criminals, and those who broke that unmentioned brotherhood would always find a knife on their doorstep.
Now, Jian was more than often people's knife of choice. He never killed anyone that he believed had done the crimes for a good reason (helping a diseased family member get medicine, for example) but that still left plenty of people for him to pray off of.
Jian often took those jobs as it allowed him to wipe out people who were doing criminal acts and had proven they couldn't be trusted, as well as giving him information about other criminals in case they were a future contract.
Now, it seemed like he was going to be paid to do the absolute opposite of what he normally had to do. The job that he had been taking in Portsmouth had apparently stretched out longer than he had expected. He'd first come to place to help build it, but he'd been stuck here for almost a week at this point.
Even after that little adventure with the strange intruder in the Black Crows camp, he was having to deal with more work in this little town. It was expected, in a way, since the place had many things that needed to be dealt with before it was fully developed, but to have to do multiple "strange" missions? It was like this place was a portal to an alternate dimension.
Anyway, focusing on the mission rather than the weirdness of the situation, Jian looked over the details that he'd been supplied with since he agreed to take the mission to protect a civilian.
An ex-crook, someone who had gone around the world stealing from innocent people who couldn't fight back, was now living in Portsmouth and had found out that the people that he had left behind him had sent him a letter that they were going to get their revenge. He had panicked and confessed to the man that was contracting Jian that he needed help.
Honestly, what had the man expected when he ran away from armed crooks? They stole from everyone, did he think that they were peaceful enough to not want to kill someone who had already betrayed them? It was stupid, no other way to describe it; Never leave any unnecessary loose ends, that was something that Jian had learned over and over again.
The interesting part about this was that, whilst most people who he was paid to kill had broken away from their crew to be able to get all of the reward for themselves, the man who was paying him to make sure that they were stopped was apparently trying to go legit.
That seemed like a false claim, but if it was true then he wished him all the luck in the world. He was going to need it. Stopping hiding in the shadow was something that many people dreamed of, but very few managed.
534 / 1000