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Chapter 641: Chapter 545 Qi Qi in Fear (Subscription Wanted!)_1
Henry Alis lowered his raised hands, unable to muster a trace of resistance. No wonder his enemy didn’t even need to bring along a gun to threaten him—he must’ve deemed it unnecessary.
Trash?
His mind flashed back to the man before him, dismissing his so-called ’Venomous Python’ and assassin organizations as mere trash. So it seemed... he was indeed trash himself, something that could be squashed carelessly by others.
"Who are you people, really?" Henry Alis asked with bitterness.
"Tongtian," the Fighter answered.
Henry Alis obviously did not want this kind of answer. He wanted to know who was the mastermind behind all this, orchestrating such a grand game of chess with minions like these. Just one or a few of them would be deadly enough for an enemy. An army...
He dared not imagine.
If such a force were to rise, who in the world could possibly stop it? This had completely surpassed the realm of human capability.
Seeing that he wasn’t going to get any further answers, Henry Alis gave up, resignedly saying, "Fine, I’ll tell you. I have sixteen bank cards in various... All the passwords are the same, they have currencies from different countries, plus one of them is the ’Venomous Python’s’ deposit account, totaling to about 1.7 billion US dollars.
Besides that, there are 200 million US dollars in cash under this wine cellar and in another villa in New York, USA, nine tons of gold, numerous pieces of gemstone jewelry, bearer bonds, and stocks..."
Henry Alis spilled it all out.
He wasn’t a heavy-hitter, but he was smart. He had later obtained a postgraduate degree in philosophy from Harvard University. His mentality was far from one that would risk everything recklessly. Even in a situation like this, rationality prevailed.
If the Fighter had directly threatened him with a gun before, he might have concealed a lot of money, unwilling to let the force in front of him benefit. But now, having witnessed such a mind-boggling scene, it seemed like his heart had calmed down.
Reflecting over his past.
In the earlier half of his life, he had dealt in arms all over the world, causing so many people to die directly or indirectly at his hands.
’Venomous Python’ had killed so many people over these years as well.
Now.
Perhaps it was retribution that was coming to him. God had sent the man before him to take his life. He remembered a theory his teacher in Harvard University had taught him back then; everything was just ’cause and effect’ as the Huaxia said. Since it was cause and effect, he might as well face the end of this sinful life head-on.
Some minutes later.
The Command Room confirmed their findings.
The Fighter responded with satisfaction, "Good, Mr. Henry Alis, thank you for your cooperation. There hasn’t been any hoarding of property, and the accounts check out. Apart from the bearer bonds and stocks, we don’t want any of your named immovable properties and companies.
But to prevent your son from taking revenge on us when he becomes well-off, you know what you should do, right?"
Upon hearing this, Henry Alis nodded. The fact that the enemy didn’t kill his entire family was an act of maximum benevolence. If his son had a lot of money, he would definitely start looking into things, only to walk to his death. It was better to leave nothing behind.
His son also owned a company. It wasn’t large, but it was enough to sustain the family.
"I understand. I never intended to leave those things to my son. He doesn’t know about ’Venomous Python’, and the inheritance tax he’d be charged would far exceed his income.
Long ago, I signed an agreement stating that upon my death, all my named properties would be donated to a charity foundation—my son has no idea about this." Henry Alis relayed.
"Mr. Henry Alis, there were some bumps along our conversation, but it’s been rather pleasant overall. However, you still need to die."
The Fighter was already prepared to strike.
Facing this man, who was so ’polite’ even in killing, Henry Alis felt a sense of respect. Such a strange sentiment left him feeling of self-contempt, but it was indeed the case. From start to finish, the opponent had neither threatened him with a gun nor caused him any harm.
Physical contact was completely avoided as well.
Even when he had attempted to open fire earlier, the man continued smiling up until this very moment.
Murder.
He had truly witnessed its transformation into an ’art’.
Death.
Somehow, it didn’t seem so horrifying anymore.
Henry Alis smiled in relief, no longer feeling any fear. He said, "Thank you, for letting me witness the art of murder. Perhaps this is where I’m meant to end up. I should have foreseen this... Please, go ahead."
Henry Alis closed his eyes.
Half an hour later.
A large Ford pickup truck, loaded with items carted out from Henry Alis’ villa, left the farm. At this point, six corpses lay by the cellar door of the villa, and all the servants inside the villa had been knocked out.
The hunting dogs tied up not far away continued to bark incessantly.
...
Australia. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎
On a mountain not far from a villa nestled amongst hills.
A hidden assassin was preparing to assassinate the target in the villa. However, just as he was about to make his move, a red dot appeared on his forehead. He had no idea what happened even in death.
Venezuela.
Inside a bar, the captain of a ’Venomous Python’ killer squad was on vacation, frolicking with foreign beauties. He lost a bet and had to drink, but as soon as he swallowed a mouthful, the wine mixed with blood flowed out from his neck.
Shrill screams rang out in the bar right away.
At this point.
An inconspicuous face made his exit amidst the chaos.
Colombia.
Italy.
The United States.
Australia.
...
One by one, the drug traffickers and members of the assassin organizations involved in the attempt to assassinate Ling were wiped out. In just two hours, eight drug traffickers, three assassin organizations’ headquarters, and their bosses behind the scenes had all met God.
The remaining assassins also suffered more than two hundred casualties.
Countdown to the goal’s completion.
Fifty-three left.
In the command room.
Tang Qing was staring at the countdown on the display screen. Fifty-three, the remaining number of targets on the elimination list, decreased from several per minute at the beginning to one every two to three minutes now.
Due to the limited number of personnel, it was impossible to assign a soldier to each assassin. Some soldiers had to deal with multiple nearby targets. Fortunately, satellites in the sky and surveillance on the ground made it nearly impossible for the assassins to escape, as their communications were also being jammed.
Thus, in these two hours, the assassins still had no idea that their nests had been raided.
But after two hours.
The news could not be hidden anymore.
During the initial hour, the Western media had already received the news. They were excited at first- this was big news with a huge exposure rate. However, after learning through special channels who exactly these dead people were, they were left with nothing but fear.
Assassins.
A large number of assassins from the assassin organizations who had accepted the task to assassinate ’Ling’.
Drug traffickers.
All the drug traffickers who had paid money to malign the fruit wine.
All dead.
Seeing this, the whole media industry in the Western countries fell silent in an instant. They were not stupid and could easily understand the underlying connection: This was Ling retaliating, retaliating crazily. It was completely different from what they had thought.
They previously thought that Ling couldn’t withstand the pressure of public opinion, the united front of drug traffickers, or the assassinations by the assassin organizations.
But now.
Ling was making a statement with his actions.
Anyone who dared to take action against him would simply be killed.
Such sharp killing intent, like a sword, pierced their hearts through the data they had collected. Even though the office was as warm as spring, they felt winter-chilled. This was ... heart-chilling.
What to do?
This was the question all the Western media were contemplating.
This man was a madman.
If angered, the consequences were unimaginable. Although they believed their respective countries would not ignore the situation, this incident had already caused them psychological trauma, an indelible shadow.
The most critical point was.
That till now, no murderer had been found. This was terrifying. Ling was not terrifying; the organization carrying out the task was. Their efficient execution scared the media, making them reluctant to provoke such rule-breaking forces recklessly.
Why did they dare to report after two hours?
That’s because each country stepped in, intending to use this incident to warn the unidentified force carrying out the mission. Their message was: you should know your limits and not go too far to avoid causing too much social backlash.
Looking at the massive media coverage.
Tang Qing, of course, understood what it meant. He knew even before the media reported it. Meanwhile, Ling also received various strange phone calls from the intelligence departments of various countries and from assassin organizations, asking him to quickly make the force stop their actions. All past issues could be overlooked and discussed peacefully.
But would Tang Qing agree to this?
Of course not.
According to the plan, the operation would end in an hour. Since they had taken action, they had to leave an indelible shadow on their enemy. All the targets in the list must disappear.
"Tang Yi, continue with the mission. In one hour, let Ling give them a call back. We should sit down and talk. Heh, talk. Now they know to talk. Indeed, the fist has the final say." Tang Qing sneered.
"Yes, commander."
Tang Yi replied.
Of course, Ling’s response wouldn’t be so firm, that would only intensify the conflict. Instead, Ling said that he was actively reaching out to make them stop the operation and expressed his shock at how things had turned out.
This statement.
Directly shifted the target, and no one could find anything wrong with it. But everyone knew this was just a perfunctory statement. They hated Ling in their hearts but dared not show it off anymore.
About another hour later.
The number on the projection screen turned into ’one’.
Tang Qing also paid close attention to this final target because it was a top-tier assassin who was currently receiving special training at the ’Judgment’ assassin training camp in Madagascar. The camp was located deep in the jungle, and it was not very convenient for the soldiers to get there.
No planes, no passable roads, they could only run.
Meanwhile.
The entire ’Judgment’ assassin training camp had also entered its highest level of alert. They had received news early that several assassin organizations had been wiped out by a mysterious force in just a few hours.
Looking at the information transmitted through special channels.
They deduced that one of this batch of students was also a target. Not willing to take any risk, they went on full alert. They even dispatched two helicopters to patrol the nearby sky. If their student was killed on their own territory, they would have to shut down their training camp, and their industry status would also take a huge hit.
Whether it was their interests or their reputation, both would be lost completely.
"Dada dada..."
The sound of the chopper’s blades kept echoing, filling the training camp with a tense atmosphere.
