Mission Doubleshot

Thud.

An old man fell to the floor with a heavy thud after a bullet pierced his chest. He immediately felt short of breath, his body trembled, his chest ached terribly, and blood began to pour from his mouth. No. He had lost; he could no longer escape this angel of death. “Grrrhh—”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without having time to do anything. The old man was shot multiple times by a handsome man with white hair, dressed in black. He seemed to want to make sure that the old man was really dead. 

“Tsk, next time you have to give me a more enjoyable mission than just chasing drug cartels like this, Sister.” Cylo was a cold-blooded hitman ready to carry out any mission from his sister.

Cylo walked towards the body of Jack, the old man he had killed, then took the red flash drive from his hand. He lifted the small object and examined it carefully, and a second later, he nodded his head, signaling that this was indeed what he was looking for.

This flash drive contained important data about government officials who were working with drug cartels and the mafia. And with this, those destructive bastards would soon be destroyed.

Cylo glanced at Jack's body, which was lying face down on the floor, completely dead. There were many bullet wounds on his back, and blood was splattered everywhere. But this was a common sight for him. “Hm, thank you for the flash drive, Mr. Jack.”

He moved to leave the old warehouse that Jack and his men used as their headquarters. 

For an abandoned place, it was surprisingly livable, given the facilities available. In addition, its deep location in the forest made it a safe place for illegal transactions.

But that was only a few minutes ago, before Cylo came here and slaughtered Jack's men using poison and bullets. In fact, their bodies were still lying in the corner of the room. The smell of blood was still very strong. Really, he didn't expect that just to get a small flash drive, he would have to slaughter all the members of this gang.

Bzzz Bzzz

Cylo picked up his phone when it vibrated. He saw his sister's name on the screen, so he immediately answered the call. “Hello, Chelsea.”

“Are you still there, Cylo?” asked Cylo's sister, Chelsea, from the other end of the line.

Cylo nodded unconsciously while carving a shape on the wooden wall with his knife. “Yes, as usual, I'm performing a ritual.”

“Tsk, you're always like that.”

Cylo just smiled when he heard his sister grumbling. He continued to carve a shape on the wooden wall. "This is my way of honoring their deaths. People need to know that I'm the one doing all this."

“Yeah... yeah... yeah... whatever. But finish your stupid ritual soon, I've made you a special meal, and I also have a new mission for you to do.”

“Okay, I'll be home in 20 minutes,” replied Cylo, happy that his sister was so understanding. And after that, he immediately ended the call and focused on finishing his carving on the wooden wall.

Skillfully, the slender, pale-skinned man with white hair continued to carve a symbol on the wall. Then he smiled contentedly after successfully creating a unique fox image with his knife. 

“Perfect,” he muttered about the result of his work. 

He didn't have a specific reason for making this image after killing his target, but shouldn't a professional hitman leave a mark to look cool? And yes, he was a professional hitman.

With that, his work was done, and he could leave this place.

Without lingering, Cylo walked out of the old warehouse that was already in disarray and starting to burn. He completely ignored Jack's body and his men, continuing to walk towards his motorcycle, which was neatly parked near a tree.

“Hopefully my mark won't burn too,” he muttered, then left the old warehouse that was starting to be engulfed by flames on his big motorcycle. 

*****

Meanwhile, a slim, dark-haired man was in his private room. His gaze was completely focused on the game he was playing. It was the last night of his vacation, so he was trying to spend the night doing useless things to ward off his boredom.

Honestly, as a professional hacker who had successfully carried out many missions, doing useless things like this was indeed a waste of time. But a day off was still a day off. Even though it was monotonous and boring, what human being didn't like a day where they could take a break from the many things that drained their energy and mind?

“Tsk, why do I always get a team like this?” Ivo, the handsome man playing the game, grumbled as he continued.

Oh, couldn't tonight be longer? Maybe 72 hours? Because he really wanted to continue being lazy like this. He wanted to be able to continue masturbating while looking at photos of his dream handsome men, or continue playing games like this. Yes, even though he always lost. But really, he wanted to continue being lazy like this.

But of course, Holland, his adoptive father, who had adopted him from an orphanage, would not let these peaceful days continue. In fact, he already had a feeling that there would be a new mission to complete.

“Oh shit, why does vacation time go by so fast? It's not like this when you're on a mission, right?” Ivo continued to play his game with an unfriendly expression. Several times, he even shouted in frustration.

DEFEAT!

“FUCK! STUPID PUBLIC TEAM!!” Ivo shouted in frustration and threw his phone in any direction. 

The game was ruined. 

He always got a public team that was a feeder and also blind to the map? It was the complete opposite of the enemy team, which was made up of pro players. It was really unfair.

Fuck.

Ivo shifted his gaze to his idle laptop. Instead of stressing out playing games, he might as well watch his favorite adult movie. It was a very exciting adult movie, mainly because it featured no female actors.

“It seems like I've been so busy carrying out missions that I can't remember the last time I watched p**n,” he muttered, then picked up his laptop to start watching.

But speaking of missions, although the week-long vacation provided by Holland was very enjoyable, Ivo couldn't help but miss his activities as a professional hacker a little. It was a dangerous job, but one that challenged him.

In fact, he wondered what kind of mission he should do next. Should he hack into the government system? Search for information about the cold-blooded mafia? Or steal valuable items from a museum? Or maybe steal something illegal from the underworld? There were many options for him, but hopefully, he could still complete his mission well.

Okay, back to Ivo's laptop screen. He had started playing the video. There was a white man kissing a black man who was bigger than him. They looked so intimate that it slowly aroused something in Ivo's crotch.

Ivo started touching his crotch and playing with it slowly. “Shhttt... ahhhhh—” Suddenly, he stopped when he received an important notification sent by Holland.

The notification was very important because it was marked with a red pin. Holland ordered him to come to the secret room immediately because this mission had to be discussed right away.

“Tsk, why does that old man always bother me? Fuck!” He gritted his teeth as he looked at his crotch, which was still very hard. It reminded him to curse his adoptive father.

Finally, Ivo closed his laptop and hurried to his adoptive father's room. He couldn't ignore Holland's emergency notification, as it was indeed an important message indicating something very urgent needed to be resolved. But still, the timing was very bad.

Upon arriving in Holland's room, Ivo could see a monitor screen displaying a red chipset with a brain logo in the center. He didn't know what it was, but it seemed like it would be his next mission. Okay, it looked like this was going to be a very serious mission.

Holland glanced at his adopted son, who had arrived in a disheveled state. He could even see Ivo's bulge. Tsk, was there nothing else he could do besides masturbating to gay videos?

"Huff... That's a mind-control chipset created by a mad scientist named Robert. His plan was to sell this dangerous device to the Blood mafia in Russia.“ Holland turned to Ivo behind him. ”So, you know what you have to do, right?"

Ivo nodded lazily. “Yes, I have to destroy that dangerous chipset so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands.”

“Yes, that’s right. But it’s a very dangerous chipset that has the potential to disrupt the balance of the world. As a result, many people want it. The mafia, government officials, hitmen, and maybe even hackers like you.” Holland looked at his adopted son with a worried expression.

He approached Ivo and looked at him deeply. “For that reason, I will leave the choice up to you. You are free to accept or reject this mission.”

Holland's words made Ivo smile because he knew that his adoptive father was worried about him. Yes, even though Holland could be annoying at times, he was still a good father to him. A father who was willing to accept him and care for him until he grew up like this.

And yes, of course, Ivo was ready to carry out a dangerous mission like this. 

“I will still carry out this mission well, Father.” Ivo looked at Holland to reassure him and immediately hugged him tightly.

Holland returned the embrace of his only child. He understood that Ivo was accustomed to carrying out dangerous missions that put his life at risk. But as a parent, he was still worried about his son's condition. Moreover, the mission Ivo was about to undertake this time was a high-level mission with a low success rate. Of course, that made him worried. 

“Please come home safely, son.”

“Of course, Father. I will definitely come home safely.”