title = Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! Chapter N

A hunter scoffed. “Give it a rest, you psycho. Don’t forget the rules of Project Zero- Transit p>

Project Zero-Transit didn’t outlaw murder, but it strictly forbade damaging the cargo or disrupting the flow of commerce.

They could brawl and assassinate specific targets, but mindless, indiscriminate slaughter was a death sentence.

Besides, many of the women onboard were elite buyers, high-ranking medical staff, or VIPs invited by the executives.

Kill the wrong one, and not only would they forfeit the bounty, they’d be dead before they hit the floor.

“Did anyone try buying intel off the crew p>

“Yeah, but nobody knows anything p>

“Or rather, the ones who do know are too terrified to sell p>

“Damn it,” someone muttered. “She’s just one woman. How is she hiding this well p>

Just as the argument reached a boiling point, a man with a jagged scar across his face hurried into the room.

He had clearly just returned from a scouting run, his eyes gleaming with greedy excitement. “Boys, forget about Serena for a minute. Do you know why they locked down the specialized medical wing p>

That instantly hooked the room’s attention.

“What happened? Is it something that pays p>

Vance “Scarface” Miller grinned viciously. “Of course it pays. Why else would I bother asking p>

At the mention of a payday.

The entire room leaned in. “Spit it out. What happened? Where’s the cash p>

Relishing the spotlight, Vance lowered his voice, acting incredibly secretive. “I bought a little tip off one of the lower-deck grunts p>

“Word is, one of the special cargo pieces headed for inspection at Whitecliffe Harbor just went critical p>

Special cargo?

The hunters’ eyes sharpened instantly. “What kind of cargo? What went wrong p>

Vance shook his head. “Nobody

khis

knows exactly what it is. All I know is that the alarms in the entire medical sector were screaming. All those elite doctors and pharmacists couldn’t do a damn thing. In the end, they had to beg The Panacea to step in p>

He paused, letting out a dark, avaricious chuckle. “I heard the executives paid her an astronomical fee p>

“And it was paid entirely in cold, hard cash p>

The moment the word “cash” hit the air, the eyes of nearly every hunter in The Predator’s Den lit up like wolves in the dark.

Once this ship hit international waters, the laws of the outside world ceased to exist.

Brawling wasn’t banned here. Murder wasn’t banned here. Neither was robbery.

As long as you didn’t touch the ship’s merchandise or ruin a deal, whatever you could snatch was yours to keep.

It was a predator’s paradise.

The Panacea had just secured a mountain of cash the moment she stepped on board.

What did that mean?

It meant she was walking around with enough wealth to make every killer on the ship drool.

The temptation was already driving them to the edge. “How much are we talking about p>

“A couple of million p>

Vance smiled, his expression loaded with meaning. “A lot more than that. I heard the crew hauled several heavy suitcases straight into her room p>

The breathing in the room grew noticeably heavier.

Someone licked his lips. “That Panacea poisoned the crew the second she arrived. I heard… her medical kit is packed with top-tier gear p>

“If she managed to stabilize something that baffled a room full of elite doctors, her serums must be worth a fortune p>

“Her drugs were already priceless,

and now she’s sitting on a mountain of the crew’s cash… Tsk, tsk, tsk.

This woman really painted a massive target on her back the Second she got here p>

“What? Feeling sorry for her?” someone mocked.

“With that kind of money, I can any woman I want,” the man

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sneered his eyes filled with ne

pure

greed. “Something that valuable deserves to be taken.” Contènt