A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body
Chapter 78 Betting on Failure
Finished
Turning a wide grin onto his operators, the leader barked through his teeth, “You boys catch Miss Powell’s mission parameters?
“With parameters this loose, don’t you idiots dare step on a landmine!
“Let’s throw down an official wager right here to see who gets laid out by Miss Powell first!
“When this is over, I am going to run some heavy physical drills for whoever turned in such a pathetic performance and let her capture them.”
The entire unit erupted into a wave of boisterous, roaring laughter.
They completely treated Isabella’s challenge as a hilarious internal betting pool, competing against each other to see whose luck would be tragic enough to get terminated by her.
Driven by the competition, the cartel operators became incredibly enthusiastic about her little game.
After all, whoever ended up losing the bet would get ruthlessly mocked by the entire unit for a whole year!
It would be an absolute badge of pure disgrace!
While the killers snickered, Isabella’s gaze remained completely dark and detached, instantly locking into her operational persona.
The fierce–looking leader tossed a bundle of standard gear over to Isabella.
She pulled her short hair back tightly, tying it into a clean, compact knot at the back of her head.
Perhaps her sharp, minimalistic hairstyle and athletic silhouette blended flawlessly with the tactical gear they provided.
The cartel boss then handed her a carved wooden knife, a plastic training gun, and a pouch of crumpled paper balls.
Toying with a separate plastic replica and its paper ammo with a plastic smirk, he chuckled, “An elite contract killer can’t navigate the field without heat, right?
“Consider this your primary weapon deployment, princess.
“As for us, we’re packing identical training gear, but since you upgraded the script parameters on short notice, we couldn’t budget another set for you.
“You’re just gonna have to make do with this configuration.”
He delivered the explanation with a mocking grin, blending facts with cheap bluffs.
Their live, compact sidearms were securely holstered on their persons, and there was zero chance they’d ever hand them to Isabella.
However, to keep the simulation entertaining and prevent her from freezing in absolute terror if she
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Chapter 78–Betting on Failure
taught sight of their real iron, he chose to throw her a customized bone.
The corners of Isabella’s lips curled into a faint, unbothered smirk.
Finished
Locking her eyes onto the brutal leader whose pupils were swimming with bloodthirsty malice, she murmured flatly, “You guys are remarkably well–prepared.
“Highly professional.
“I always prefer working with an elite crew like yours.”
Tucking her uniform trousers firmly into her tactical boots, she stated flatly, “Alright, I’m heading out to secure an infiltration point in the village.
“In exactly three minutes, your defense line goes hot, the simulation commences, and no whiny losers allowed!”
The exact second her warning cleared the room, the cartel operators burst into another wave of roaring laughter. “Deal!”
“Give it everything you got, princess!”
They watched her slender silhouette melt into the darkness outside the iron door.
The fierce–looking boss glanced over at Brett, who was sitting completely paralyzed in his seat, and let out
a soft snort. “Mr. Carter, your taste in women is exceptionally elite.
“Your girlfriend is so interesting, she has brought us quite a lot of fun.
“Relax, until we get completely bored of her routine, we won’t format her out of the picture.”
He laughed boisterously.
She was a legendary piece of work, wasn’t she?
He had executed multiple high–profile hits throughout his black–ops career.
But this was the absolute first time he ran into a hostage this hilariously unhinged. r
Playing along with her delusion without exposing their cartel profile had turned out to be an absolute jackpot.
Otherwise, how else could they have unlocked such an entertaining script?
“Alright boys, let’s get this convoy moving!
“We are officially executing our directives as the boy’s elite security detail!
“Keep your heads on a swivel, because if anyone actually lets Miss Powell ‘terminate‘ them, your share of the payout is getting slashed!
“Whatever capital we skim from the loser’s cut goes straight into the primary betting pool for the rest of the boys!”
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