Chapter 299: 300. Chapter 300: Asian Dolls

300. Chapter 300: Asian Dolls

"Where are you looking?" Just as Professor was about to rescue Little Bird, the cold voice of Old Yu rang out by his ear.

Greatly alarmed, Professor abandoned the empty AK in his hand, drew his handgun, and fired several shots directly to his side.

But a series of "ding, ding, ding" sounds followed, letting him know that not a single one of his bullets had hit Old Yu.

Instead, a chilling sound of something cutting through the air made the hair all over his body stand on end.

Realizing it was impossible to dodge now, Professor simply turned around and used his back to take the blade head-on.

Immediately afterward, he pulled two grenades from his chest and ripped out the safety pins.

"Die together." Professor lived up to his reputation as a ruthless man, clutching the two smoking grenades and intending to perish with Old Yu.

"Is that so?" Old Yu sneered and said, "Was this batch of goods just snatched from Interpol headquarters? Or else, why don't you go tell Interpol that?"

So, he prepared to start from this angle.

Under Kunsha's constant urging, Zhang Suquan felt that the weakness of Chen Jiajun's fondness for chasing celebrities might be a good opening.

He then remembered that the person before him was no pushover; he was the number one killing god under Chen Jiajun.

Thus, Axe Jun could only stop, feeling aggrieved as he watched a large amount of laundry powder being burned to ash.

Just like the agents for those celebrities, they are generally responsible for negotiating cooperation and soliciting investments with clients.

It's just one thing: the fees are not low at all.

Hearing Old Yu's threat, the hair on Axe Jun's back stood on end.

After all, after causing so much trouble, the goods had finally been obtained.

Therefore, at the current stage, as long as Chen Jiajun does not leave Hong Kong, he is unsolvable.

The subordinate continued, "Axe Jun seems to have brought people over, and that man burned the goods directly in front of Axe Jun."

Even the Continental Hotel could do nothing about him, and they even suffered a significant loss.

"Burned? F***ing burned?" Zhang Suquan's eyes widened instantly.

Zhang Suquan was still waiting for good news from Professor's gang of desperadoes.

Although Old Yu's tone was very flat, the threat was already very obvious.

If he angered this guy, it was not impossible for him to be killed right here on the spot.

A killer's agent serves roughly the same purpose.

"That's right, name your price. Hand this batch of goods over to me." Axe Jun gritted his teeth and said, "We are all in this business; there is no need to let the cops benefit."

Aside from liking to chase female celebrities, he seemed to have no other shortcomings.

Old Yu shook his head and said, "Axe Jun, you really take me for a fool?"

After weighing the pros and cons, Axe Jun snorted coldly and turned to his underling, saying, "Let's go."

"I don't know either, but I heard Axe Jun address the other party as Old Yu," the subordinate pondered for a moment before saying to Zhang Suquan.

As long as it was loaded onto the ship, the life or death of Professor's group would be none of his concern.

And so, he sought out the Asian Dolls, who had been quite active in the Greater Bay Area recently.

Axe Jun had been watching the movements of Professor's group; upon hearing that these guys had blown up two more police vans, he immediately drove to the Pier, rushing to take over his thirty percent of the laundry powder.

Zhang Suquan immediately reported this matter to Kunsha, and Kunsha was furious upon learning of it.

Yet, he dared not make such a matter public at all.

"How could it be you?" Axe Jun could not help but scream in surprise.

Even if Professor's group survived by luck, Kunsha would not let them live to collect the final payment.

Selling this batch of goods would at least allow the Kunsha Group to recover some of its losses.

As for the Gweilo from England, they simply had no way to deal with Chen Jiajun.

In fact, the reason Kunsha sought outsiders to do this was to prevent the Hung Hing Society from interfering.

Especially since the people from the Ether Society knew how perverted Chen Jiajun's subordinates were.

Moreover, due to the special nature of the killer industry, generally speaking, clients and the killers themselves do not meet.

The quality of Hung Hing's fighters was so high that all the societies in Hong Kong felt a sense of despair.

Especially this group of burly men who were Chen Jiajun's confidants; it is no exaggeration to say that almost every one of them had combat power comparable to a Red Pole of a society, and their physical fitness was terrifyingly high.

But he did not expect that this matter still could not be prevented in the end.

While Zhang Suquan was thinking, a lackey knocked on the door of the suite, then said to Zhang Suquan with a panicked expression, "Deputy Commander Zhang, something is wrong."

This was something no one wanted to face.

He had been with Kunsha for such a long time that he knew it was useless for anyone to try to persuade him at this moment; it might even be counterproductive, so he could only agree for now.

Hearing this news, Axe Jun's pupils tightened instantly.

Then, to Professor's astonishment, he actually took the initiative to meet him head-on.

Generally, slightly famous killers have their own agents.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Suquan began to have a headache.

Under a single Machete, there was no telling how many lost souls there were.

Chen Jiajun's women were each more famous than the last; it was estimated that as soon as they made a move, it would attract great attention.

After finishing his cursing, Zhang Suquan said to the thin man with a ferocious expression, "Who are the people who burned our goods?"

Hong Kong, in a certain hotel.

This had created a major grudge; after all, the Kunsha Group was currently in a difficult spot and was counting on this batch of goods to recover.

Chen Jiajun himself had been studied by many people—not only the English Gweilo in Hong Kong but also the CIA, the Ether Society, and others who were at odds with Chen Jiajun.

Unless Kunsha himself was willing to bleed.

Kunsha kept his own money and the Kunsha Group's money very separate; it was true that the Kunsha Group was in great difficulty, but Kunsha himself was still quite wealthy.

Chen Jiajun had already ruined his business deals many times, and this time, he had even set fire to the goods he was using to recoup his losses.

Upon hearing Zhang Suquan's words, Kunsha immediately fell silent.

Axe-man Jun said irritably, "Why do you care? You made your money, I got the goods, isn't everyone happy?"

Kunsha said coldly, "You don't need to worry about that; go collect the weaknesses of this guy Chen Jiajun, and then help me contact the assassins over there."

This greatly reduced some of the risks.

This did not require the assassin themselves to show up, only someone responsible for doing the deed.

Hung Hing had intervened after all, and had screwed them over hard.

As he spoke, Lao Yu took out a match to light his cigarette, then flicked his finger, tossing the match onto the Laundry Powder that had been doused in gasoline.

They had all established a file on this guy Chen Jiajun to study his personality and style of doing things.

The explosion of the grenade swallowed the Professor whole, and he was blown to pieces along with Lao Yu.

This was clearly an act of harming others without benefiting oneself.

This made Kunsha extremely furious: "Get rid of this bastard for me, no matter what method you use."

He had definitely lost face this time, but Axe-man Jun was doing just fine as a Branch Leader and didn't want to go looking for death on his own.

This batch of Laundry Powder worth 200 million was burning into a pillar of fire reaching the sky right in front of Axe-man Jun.

He clenched his fists, a malicious smile appearing on his face.

Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky.

"Hire an assassin?" Zhang Suquan said in surprise, "That will probably require a huge sum of money."

But after a thorough study, they discovered that this guy seemed to be the type who was impervious to reason.

If Axe-man Jun didn't know what was good for him, Lao Yu wouldn't mind finding a new Branch Leader for Sun Yee On.

"What's going on? Why are you panicking?" Zhang Suquan said with dissatisfaction.

Therefore, even a long-famous Double Flower Red Pole like Axe-man Jun dared not face more than two Hung Hing fighters at the same time.

Not to mention Lao Yu, who had been watching like a tiger eyeing its prey from the side.

And standing in front of him was the current Hung Hing Branch Leader, Lao Yu.

Even though he was now a Branch Leader, the fierce and murderous aura on his body didn't seem to have diminished in the slightest.

His subordinate swallowed hard and said, "The brothers who were tailing them just sent word that the Professor and his group have all been killed."

This immediately made Axe-man Jun feel a bone-chilling cold.

The Lao Yu who had been playing a battle of wits with the Professor just now was merely a clone.

So, a moment later, Kunsha gritted his teeth and said, "Then hire an assassin. If I don't show him a thing or two, he'll really think I have no way to deal with him."

"It doesn't mean anything; my boss has a grudge against Kunsha. Isn't it normal to burn his goods?" Lao Yu said, spreading his hands.

Hearing Kunsha's words, Zhang Suquan also had a headache: "General, this is Hong Kong, Chen Jiajun's territory. Trying to kill him directly is clearly impossible."

But leaving just like this, Axe-man Jun was not very reconciled, and just as he was about to say something, Lao Yu spoke impatiently: "I know, you've been helping the Kunsha Group stir up trouble recently, and you're definitely not reconciled after getting no benefits despite causing so much trouble."

Axe-man Jun was greatly alarmed and immediately wanted to rush over to save them.

But Chen Jiajun's interference had made the entire Kunsha Group extremely uncomfortable.

Listening to the meaning in Lao Yu's words, it seemed he had known he would come.

Chen Jiajun was the recognized "Hong Kong King"; wanting to assassinate him was clearly impossible.

Lao Yu sneered as he checked his watch, then said, "Counting the time, you should have arrived by now."

Therefore, the CIA and the Ether Society both chose to remain silent, preparing to wait for Chen Jiajun to reveal a flaw before making a move.

But how to explain the Lao Yu who appeared here now?

Unfortunately, after he arrived at the place, he discovered that the Professor and his group were already dead.

At this moment, a burst of urgent screeching brakes came from nearby.

"Lao Yu, what is the meaning of this?" Although Axe-man Jun didn't dare to step forward and act recklessly, he still dared to talk trash; after all, he was now also a Branch Leader of Sun Yee On, with a status equivalent to Lao Yu's.

Axe-man Jun said coldly, "But I have a share in this batch of goods."

To put it bluntly, with the people here right now, it would be no problem to wipe out all the Majai that Axe-man Jun brought.

Axe-man Jun had no doubt that if he rushed up, he would definitely be beaten into a pig's head.

"Boom."

Zhang Suquan was completely stunned at this moment, and then asked again: "Who did it? What about Axe-man Jun? Did he not try to stop them, damn it?"

The assassins under this organization were all beautiful women, and their success rate for assassinations was quite high.

But wanting to make a move on these female celebrities was not a good idea.

Hearing the murderous intent in Kunsha's tone, Zhang Suquan had no choice but to shut his mouth.

Lao Yu looked at Axe-man Jun with a playful expression and said, "Coming for this batch of Laundry Powder worth 200 million?"

"You—" Axe-man Jun was immediately angered to the point of death by Lao Yu's tone.

It was just that these pieces of news were all that a drug lord like Kunsha could understand.

Lao Yu said to Axe-man Jun with a half-smile: "Do you want this batch of goods for yourself? Or do you intend to buy it for Kunsha?"

But the few Lesser Demon slaves behind Lao Yu suddenly took a step forward.

To be honest, Axe-man Jun was truly afraid.

You have to know that there should only have been three people who knew about his deal with the Kunsha Group.

It must be said that he himself could summon wind and rain in the Golden Triangle, but he had no good methods once he arrived in Hong Kong.

"What?" Zhang Suquan was so shocked that he stood up from the sofa and hurriedly asked: "What about the goods?"

Otherwise, the police would definitely watch their Sun Yee On at all costs.

"Lao Yu. Hung Hing." Zhang Suquan reacted immediately, gritting his teeth as he said, "It's you again, Chen Jiajun. You really deserve to die."

But the next moment, Lao Yu's figure appeared out of thin air from the void, watching with boredom as the young demon slave slaughtered several of the Professor's subordinates.

"The goods were burned by someone," the underling said weakly after glancing at Zhang Suquan's expression.

"Moreover, Chen Jiajun's lackeys are also extremely formidable; with just our manpower, we were wiped out before we could even get close to him."

"However, I warn you, you had better think carefully before you speak. Otherwise, I will let you know what it means to lose both face and substance."

After all, this guy was still holding the title of a knight, so it wouldn't be appropriate for them to go too far.

The subordinate nodded, not daring to continue speaking.

In this way, an agent was needed to negotiate targets, set prices, and handle other such work in between.

Unfortunately, there was no emotional fluctuation on Lao Yu's joyless and sorrowless face.

Lao Yu checked his watch, then had his underlings pull all the goods out of the Container and stack them on the Pier.

"This damn piece of trash," Zhang Suquan immediately cursed, "He always brags about how he can handle anything and everything in Hong Kong, but when it comes to the critical moment, he's useless."

No matter from what angle one looked at it, it was a quite suitable choice.

It had been less than five minutes since the Professor and his group were all taken care of.

Yet these Asian Dolls were somewhat different, because the one who came forward to discuss the cooperation was the leader of this organization, Madam M.

At the same time, the killers under her were all girls she had cultivated, all controlled by her personally.

Therefore, she generally served the role of both Boss and agent. (End of chapter)