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red me to an American friend who worked in dangerous services. I chose a small boarding house on the outskirts of the city, keeping a low profile

n. The news showed a group of Russian terrorists who had carried out a series of brutal attacks on American citizens. An incandescent rage grew inside me as I saw the images o

Revenge became my deepest motivation, a flame that burned in my heart. At that moment, I knew I had to act. However, I also understood that confronting a group of terror

lose. Finally, a clue led me to the man I was looking for. He worked in the darkest corners of New Orleans and was known for his involvement in clandestine operations. I heard about an opportunity to meet him at a bar frequented by veterans and ex-military per

walks into this bar looking for work,” said the man in a deep voice, still curious to know who I was. Maxwell: “I've seen things you can't even imagine, Ivan. I'm here because I need to make these guys pay for what they've done,” I replied with seriousness and direction. I looked at the man, showing him that I was

rmination. I was ready to

iding us. He's hiding in an abandoned shed on the outskirts of town. Your mission is to find him and bring him here, n

as a test of my skills and determination. Without asking any more questions,

the shadows, I was going to use all the survival skills I had acquired in Russia. I looked for the man, trying to sniff out some

g around, trying to identify the man. I stopped walking for a moment, closed my eyes, and concentrated. My heart began to beat slowly, and I could hear some sounds around me. I blurred the sound of my heart and could hear, n

I took a deep breath and, with my abnormal speed, appeared in front of the man, frightening him. The man screamed with fear and tried to turn around, but

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hat you deserve.'' I yanked him hard out of ther

k him back

laboration that would take me deeper into the dark world of mercenaries. And it would bri

tasks I have for you. Inside is a cell phone that you can only use to ta

an's order. I picked up my briefcase and thanked Ivan for the opportunity

d to protect my new homeland from the horrors I knew so well. I knew that