Chapter 87: Meeting

A few hours later, the plane where Michael and the crew finally touched down at the airport in Central City at around nine in the morning.

"Ahh, the air is still as disgusting as ever" someone commented.

"Goodness, I'm back at this sh*thole again" Viper commented the moment they left the airport.

"Now that I think about it, isn't Central your hometown?" a middle aged man in his late thirties said to Viper. He's dressed in stylish clothes like a rockstar would, and in the underground world, he's known as Genesis, and a former rockstar from a famous rock band during his youth.

He was working as a rock star and an assassin at the same time, he used his fame to assassinate his targets by inviting them to his concerts, but he only did that once in a blue moon as it would surely be weird and suspicious if there are every deaths of important and famous people at their every concert.

"Shut up"

"Come on, let's go"