Chapter 320: 321. Legendary Showdown

321. Chapter 321: Legendary Showdown

"Boss, intelligence from Hong Kong."

In the middle of the night, Ya Qi ran to Chen Jiajun's suite and knocked on his door.

Chen Jiajun walked out wearing a bathrobe, took the file, and began to read it carefully.

Ya Qi added from the side: "It has been confirmed; the other party is definitely an Agent from some faction. He has been tracking a killer and wants to force a 'list' out of the other's mouth."

"The most interesting part is that among the killer's belongings, this Agent found a Chip identical to the one we obtained from the intelligence merchant."

"An identical Chip?"

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "In other words, that killer took the mission from here in Macau?"

Ya Qi nodded: "Very likely. Now, this Agent should be heading toward Macau very soon. According to intelligence from my brothers, this Agent is extremely vigilant. They were almost discovered several times while tailing him, so they didn't dare to get too close."

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun said with a playful tone: "Able to detect your men? This isn't something an ordinary person can pull off."

There were not many people Chen Jiajun could think of who would be considered troublesome by them.

But if it were connected to England, there was only one.

That is the Legendary Agent of MI6, 007.

Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment and said: "This matter is getting more and more interesting. Keep a close eye on him and see what he does, but be careful not to alert him."

"Understood, Boss." Ya Qi nodded and said.

On the other side, Bond had failed to catch his target and had even alerted the enemy.

Therefore, the next day on the internet, the identities of five MI6 Agents were released directly.

Madam M immediately contacted her subordinate: "Tang Na, they have already released five names. They are exposed and in danger; evacuate them immediately."

After hanging up the phone, the video was nearing its end, and the other party provocatively left a sentence.

"Five released every week; think about the crimes you have committed."

Madam M's expression was very ugly; their MI6 was now in an extremely dangerous situation.

Because of this matter, high-level government officials had come to hold them accountable more than once in the past few days.

If it weren't for Madam M having many allies in the government and having served MI6 for a lifetime.

She would have likely been arrested by now.

It was just that the current situation was no better than being arrested; MI6 was almost in a state of semi-paralysis.

Her subordinates almost had to guard against the other party releasing the list of Agents at any time and handle the crisis, so they could not be deployed at all. Now, the only person she could rely on was the field Agent Bond, who was investigating this matter.

And at this time, Bond had already quietly left Hong Kong and arrived in Macau by cruise ship.

According to the casino name on the Chip, Bond easily found the Golden Dragon Casino that had issued this Chip.

The casino's name was very tacky, and the decor was Jinbi Huihuang.

After arriving at the casino, he first communicated with his assistant, then went to the place where Chips were exchanged and handed over the Chip in his hand: "I would like to exchange this for cash."

The receptionist was stunned after seeing the Chip, then nodded and said: "One moment, sir."

While turning to wait, Bond scanned the entire casino and suddenly saw a graceful figure on the second floor.

And this woman was the mysterious woman Bond had seen a few days ago when he was stopping the killer.

The woman was followed by numerous bodyguards and seemed to be a person of high status and power.

Just as Bond was pondering, two bodyguards from the casino brought over a box.

"You look good tonight, sir." A bodyguard said to Bond with a smile.

Bond took the box and opened it to see stacks of Euros neatly arranged inside, and subsequently, someone specifically brought over some Chips.

"Thank you." Bond nodded in acknowledgment and then walked toward a gambling table.

At this moment, the mysterious lady walked over and said to Bond: "Can you buy me a drink?"

Bond looked at the beauty in front of him and immediately revealed a smile: "Perhaps more than one. I estimate I have four million Euros in my hand."

The lady did not speak, then looked at the gambling table and said with a double entendre: "Not bad, I like this game."

"Then would you like to play something else?" Bond said with a smile.

The lady shook her head: "I don't gamble; my luck isn't very good."

"Just like the friend we met in Hong Kong?" Bond said tentatively.

The lady laughed immediately: "I have been looking forward to seeing who would come to exchange these Chips. Your way of making an entrance is very high-profile."

Bond said with a smile: "Did I make the plot too complicated?"

"Who doesn't like a twisted plot? What should I call you?" The lady asked with a smile.

"Bond, James Bond."

"Severine." Severine leaned in close to Bond and said: "Mr. Bond, after we finish this drink, how about we talk about your next performance?"

"I would be happy to." Bond said with a smile, then turned his gaze behind him and said: "Are your friends coming along too?"

Severine's expression was somewhat abnormal, then she nodded and said: "Yes, I'm afraid they have to."

Bond smiled and then followed Severine.

"She is very beautiful, she should be the type you like." The assistant's teasing voice came through the earpiece.

Bond smiled and then took off his earpiece.

After the two sat down, Severine asked a question: "Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"That depends on what the question is."

"It's about death." Severine said pointedly.

Bond said with a smile: "That seems to be a topic you are very proficient in."

"What makes you say that?" Severine held a cigarette and said to Bond with a smile.

"Only one type of woman would wear a backless evening gown while having a Beretta Handgun strapped to her thigh." Bond said, raising an eyebrow.

Severine also said unyieldingly: "When a handsome man in a tuxedo carrying a Walther Handgun deals with you, one must always be a little careful."

"So I guessed right, did you kill Patrice?"

Bond nodded directly to acknowledge Severine's question: "Yes."

"May I ask why?" Severine asked with a strange look on her face.

Bond simply got straight to the point: "I want to see your employer."

Severine's expression immediately sank, and she then warned: "Be careful about what you are doing."

"Are you afraid?" Bond continued to press.

Severine did not answer, but stood up directly and said: "Thank you for the drink."

But at this moment, Bond grabbed Severine and said: "Your acting is good, but ever since we sat down, you have been staring at your bodyguards. Three bodyguards is a bit too many, isn't it? They are controlling you, not protecting you, right?"

"The tattoo on your hand is the mark of a brothel here in Macau, isn't it? You are a high-end child prostitute, starting from what age? Twelve or thirteen? I guess he was the one who bought your freedom?"

"Perhaps you loved him before? But that must have been a long time ago, right? Now, I fear you only have terror for him. Severine, I can help you."

Severine suddenly laughed neurotically: "Can you kill him?"

"Perhaps." Bond did not speak too definitively.

"You should be able to kill him," Severine said to herself, then looked up at Bond and said: "Once I leave, those bodyguards will kill you. If you are lucky enough to survive, come find me on the Chimera, at the northern port, berth seven. We set sail in an hour."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Bond, good luck."

After speaking, Severine stood up and left directly.

Bond did not say much more and continued to savor the martini in his hand.

After finishing the drink, he picked up the case containing the money and intended to leave.

But just at this moment, the three bodyguards behind Severine followed, intending to make their move once Bond stepped outside.

But how could Bond, who had learned the news from Severine beforehand, sit and wait for death?

He struck first to gain the advantage on the spot.

Although Bond's Hand-to-hand Combat skills could only be considered average, dealing with a few small fry was no problem at all.

After dealing with these bodyguards, he quietly snuck onto the Chimera that Severine had mentioned.

Late at night, in Chen Jiajun's suite.

Ya Qi was continuously collecting information coming in from his subordinates.

Soon, he suddenly slapped the table and stood up, saying to Chen Jiajun: "Got it, Boss."

Chen Jiajun speechlessly put down the wine glass in his hand: "Don't be so jumpy, I heard it; it really is that Legendary Agent of England's MI6, James Bond."

"It seems this guy Silva is targeting MI6. He even found a list of MI6 spies around the world using some unknown method. This can be considered giving that old thing, Madam M, a harsh lesson."

Ya Qi added: "No wonder we couldn't find Silva's forces in Macau; this guy has all his subordinates' assets registered under this woman, Severine."

"It's a pity that the woman he trusts has brought him a piece of trouble."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "What you see is all on the surface; how do you know it wasn't Silva who intentionally let Severine lure Bond over?"

"Ah?" Ya Qi was stunned.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's perspective, it seemed, well, that this possibility wasn't non-existent.

Not to mention anything else, it wasn't the first time Chen Jiajun's subordinates had clashed with this guy Silva.

They knew clearly just how difficult this guy was to deal with.

Could one find Silva's whereabouts through a woman like Severine? Was that slippery guy as cunning as a loach really so easily tracked to his lair?

It was clearly an unscientific matter.

Therefore, there was a high probability that this Severine was a trap.

After pondering for a while, Ya Qi said to Chen Jiajun: "Then Boss, should we continue to follow?"

"Of course, why not?" Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "Although I don't know what his plan is, it's time to teach a guy like Silva a lesson; perhaps we can even kill that Legendary Agent in the process."

"If that happens, I reckon those English Gweilo will have a massive headache. Hahaha."

When Chen Jiajun said this, he suddenly burst into loud laughter, looking very much like a mastermind villain.

Chen Jiajun naturally wouldn't let such a big event pass him by.

"This route, it seems like it's about to leave Macau's waters."

Looking at the Chimera's course, Ya Qi frowned and said to Chen Jiajun; they had placed a tracker on the ship.

Chen Jiajun, however, appeared very calm: "It's obvious that their base isn't in Macau, what's there to be surprised about."

The night passed without incident. Early the next morning, Ya Qi suddenly had a hunch and woke up Chen Jiajun, who was lying on the sofa: "Boss, that Chimera has stopped; it seems to be an abandoned small island."

Chen Jiajun woke up: "An uninhabited island? Which country does it belong to?"

"It seems to be Japan's. I'll go ask the captain." Ya Qi, also unsure, immediately ran to ask the captain.

Soon he returned and said to Chen Jiajun: "It's an island in Japan called Hashima Island. It seems that after an accident, no one lived on this island anymore; the specific situation isn't very clear. However, this island has been deserted for years, and even Japan doesn't really manage this place."

"Sure enough, cunning enough to choose a place like this." Chen Jiajun shook his head and said.

Ya Qi said to Chen Jiajun: "If this really is Silva's lair on the island, we will definitely be discovered if we approach like this."

The large fishing boat they were riding in was indeed a bit too conspicuous.

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin and said: "How much further is it to that Hashima Island?"

"It shouldn't be too far now." Ya Qi pondered for a moment and said: "Shall we take a speedboat over?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "Let's go by speedboat. After an hour, have the captain bring the boat over to dock."

Ya Qi nodded: "I'll go notify the captain immediately."

And at this time, Bond had already entered the port with Severine.

Standing at the bow, Severine said faintly: "It's not too late to regret it now."

As they spoke, Silva's subordinates had already gathered around, holding guns in their hands.

Bond, however, said without the slightest concern, "I don't think so."

After the few of them boarded the island, Bond and Severine were taken under control and forced to walk through the abandoned city.

It was easy to see that there had once been quite a large population here.

Severine said indifferently, "Everyone fled overnight. He made them believe there had been a leak at the chemical plant here; who would have thought that just by using a computer, one could create such a panic. He wanted this island, and the island became his."

Bond listened silently to Severine's account, then asked, "Does he always get what he wants?"

"You couldn't imagine. I'm sorry."

Before Severine could finish speaking, the two of them were directly separated by Silva's subordinates.

Those people took Severine to a plaza, while Bond was taken into a room.

The room was filled with all kinds of computers and some strange equipment; clearly, the scale of this organization exceeded Bond's imagination.

Just as Bond was pondering who exactly these people were, a tall man wearing a white suit walked over.

This guy was Silva, the one who had orchestrated this entire series of events. (End of chapter)