Chapter 636: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

"Jin, do you think the opponent's killer will come tonight?" In a hidden corner on the roof, a sniper had their rifle set up, aiming directly at the entrance of the villa.

The woman called Jin was a hot-bodied babe; she chewed her gum, rolled her eyes, and said, "How would I know? Anyway, as long as we finish this job, we can be free!"

Another man holding a laptop snapped at the two of them, "Can you two shut up? You're making so much noise I can't work in peace!"

"Damn it... wait, someone's coming in!"

"What? Where!" The sniper gave a start and immediately asked their companion.

"Nine o'clock direction!" the man hurriedly shouted to the sniper.

The sniper looked through the scope, but didn't even see a shadow: "I don't see anything, are you messing with me?"

"The infrared detector picked it up, who the hell is messing with you!" the companion retorted irritably.

The sniper didn't hesitate any longer and fired a shot in the direction their companion indicated.

Although the sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, the crisp gunshot still carried far in the quiet environment of the night.

The bullet hit the villa's perimeter wall, leaving a crater.

Then, a figure seemed to walk right out of the shadows and glanced in the sniper's direction.

Then, they drew their bow and shot an arrow toward the sniper.

"There really is someone... Shit!" The sniper rolled to dodge the moment they saw the opponent draw the bow.

Although they avoided a fatal hit, the sharp arrow still left a scratch on their cheek.

The woman called Jin kicked open the door and unleashed a barrage of fire at the archer.

Ghost Squad members didn't have the exaggeratedly strong physique of demon slave minions; they would die if hit by bullets.

So, facing the opponent's suppressive fire, the Ghost Squad member didn't try to go head-to-head at all.

They jumped straight over the perimeter wall and vanished into the night.

But at this moment, a muffled sound came from the villa's security side.

Several Blood Oath killers looked over and discovered an arrow stuck in a security guard's neck.

After struggling a few times, the security guard completely lost the breath of life.

"More than one?" the sniper said with a look of surprise.

Jin's expression also turned serious: "And their stealth skills are very strong. You need to find them with the computer! Otherwise, we're going to be in trouble!"

The killer playing with the computer was sweating profusely: "Damn it, there are over a dozen signal sources around the whole villa, how am I supposed to find them! I'm going to bleed for this!"

As he spoke, he took out a package and threw it to the two of them.

After opening it, they discovered it was a full set of night-vision gear.

The two were overjoyed and immediately put on the equipment, launching a counterattack against the Ghost Squad hidden in the darkness.

It must be said that Blood Oath killers were not comparable to ordinary killers; at the very least, they could trade blows with the Ghost Squad.

After the two sides exchanged blows four or five times, the sniper was the first to have bad luck.

Their chest was pierced by an arrow from a Ghost Squad member, and they fell down on the spot.

"Damn it!"

The woman called Jin gritted her teeth when she saw this scene.

But she didn't dare to be careless at all, moving rapidly to search for the hidden Ghost Squad member.

Her hands didn't stop reloading her firearm.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!" A series of gunshots rang out rhythmically, finally driving back another wave of approaching enemies.

Jin was also panting as she returned to her original position, preparing to catch her breath for a moment.

But when she turned her head, she discovered that at some point, the killer playing with the computer had died.

Looking at the wound, it seemed his throat had been slit by some kind of sharp blade; he was clutching his neck with both hands, his eyes wide open.

With two people dead in a row, Jin already had thoughts of retreating.

Whatever Blood Oath, promises, or whether she would be hunted down, all seemed irrelevant to her now.

She just wanted to escape the slaughter of these ghost-like guys.

These people didn't seem to be in any hurry to finish off Bruce; they were simply killing.

Bruce had hired three Blood Oath killers and over a hundred elite mercenaries, and now she was the only one left alive.

Thinking of this, Jin immediately planned to grease her heels and prepare to leave.

At this moment, the clock pointed exactly to twelve, and the antique clock inside Bruce's mansion chimed.

Subsequently, Jin was surprised to find that the gaze that had just been locked onto her had completely vanished at this moment.

She tentatively walked out and discovered that she was not being attacked by those ghost-like guys.

Only then did Jin set her mind at ease.

As for Bruce inside the villa, he was about to pee his pants by now.

The dense gunfire outside and the short, sharp screams that came from time to time were stimulating his nerves every second.

Even the few bodyguards beside him, guys who were used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but swallow their saliva nervously.

A moment later, the gunfire stopped, which made the few people inside the villa even more nervous.

Just as a bodyguard was preparing to go to the door to check, suddenly, with a "whoosh" sound—

A sharp arrow was nailed directly into the door, the arrow's fletching still trembling slightly.

The bodyguard who went to check had his face turned white with fear.

Just one centimeter more, and this arrow wouldn't have nailed the door panel, but his head.

A note was tied to the arrow; the bodyguard carefully untied it and looked, then let out a long sigh of relief.

He then immediately delivered it to Bruce; after seeing the note, Bruce also let out a sigh of relief.

The note only had one sentence on it: "Consider yourself lucky today."

This sentence, lacking a beginning or an end, meant that the assassination attempt against him had already ended.

Just as Bruce was feeling relieved, a knocking sound came from the entrance, which made everyone inside the villa nervous again.

"Could it be that the other party is going back on their word?" Bruce was startled in his heart.

But then, Jin's voice came from the entrance: "Bruce, I have already repaid your favor. From now on, we have no more ties. Return the Blood Oath to me!"

Hearing that it was Jin's voice, Bruce immediately ordered his men to open the door.

However, after seeing Jin's disheveled appearance, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

At this moment, Jin had several arrows stuck in her body, along with multiple knife wounds; she looked just like a bloody person.

Bruce widened his eyes and asked, "How did you end up like this? Where are the others?"

Jin was already trying her best to stay upright, and she said coldly to Bruce, "They are all dead. Stop the nonsense, Bruce, and return my Blood Oath Mark to me!"

Hearing Jin say that they were all dead, Bruce realized just how perilous it had been outside his villa tonight.

Seeing the murderous look in Jin's eyes, Bruce dared not delay; he found Jin's Blood Oath and threw it to her.

After taking the Blood Oath Mark, Jin turned and left without a word, the blood dripping from her body leaving a pool of stains on the ground.

After a long sigh, Bruce made a phone call to Winston.

……

At this time, at the Continental Hotel in New York.

Ya Qi had almost finished drinking that bottle of 62-year-old Dalmore.

This made Winston's cheeks twitch involuntarily.

At this moment, Charon handed over the phone and said to Winston, "The Boss is calling."

Winston's eyes lit up immediately, and he answered the phone. After briefly understanding the situation, a look of joy appeared on Winston's face.

At this time, Ya Qi also noticed Winston's expression and said faintly, "Your boss is quite lucky."

"But I want to warn you and your boss: he was lucky this time, otherwise... you know! So, do not try to provoke our boss again!"

Winston said with a serious expression, "I understand, Excellency."

Ya Qi nodded, picked up the wine bottle, and walked straight out of the hotel.

Winston let out a long sigh of relief and then said to Charon, "Get me a bottle of cheap whiskey; I need to calm my nerves."

……

Bruce had managed to escape a disaster, but the other Legislators of the High Table did not have such good luck.

Except for the one wearing a turban who was too important, the other Legislators had all, to a greater or lesser extent, suffered assassinations by Chen Jiajun's subordinates.

When they met again a few days later, only nine of the twelve Legislators remained. Among them, Shangshan Hongci from Japan, William from England, and Katu from Mexico had been assassinated and killed directly.

Encountering such a situation, everyone looked at each other, speechless for a time.

Only then did this group of arrogant idiots investigate the deeds of Chen Jiajun.

They didn't know until they checked, but once they did, they were truly given a fright.

It turned out that the guy they had provoked had actually accomplished so many major feats.

This left a look of embarrassment on everyone's faces.

After all, the High Table had been high and mighty for so many years; this was the first time they had been slapped in the face like this.

Gramont himself had also suffered an assassination attempt; he was currently bandaging one arm, and there were scars on his face.

He didn't even know how the other party had appeared before they launched the assassination against him.

This also left him with lingering fear.

Thinking back to Chen Jiajun's stern warning, Gramont didn't know what to say at this moment.

He could only awkwardly say, "The other party's assassination activities have stopped."

Seeing everyone looking like they were mourning their parents, the Legislator from the Soviet Union laughed loudly. After all, because of his status, he had often been ostracized by this group before.

Now that this had happened and he was the only one who hadn't been assassinated, he laughed even louder.

Everyone looked at Viggo with unkind expressions and said coldly, "Our High Table has lost face, and you are very happy about it?"

These Legislators had nowhere to vent their anger, so now that Viggo had jumped out, he could only be besieged.

Who knew that this "shotgun" from the Soviet Union would fight more bravely the more he fought, possessing quite the aura of debating against a group of scholars.

He berated the Legislators from various regions until they couldn't even lift their heads.

The entire conference room was like a vegetable market, filled with the bickering of shrews.

Finally, the Legislator wearing the turban couldn't take it anymore; he slammed the table a few times, which finally made everyone quiet down.

The Legislator wearing the turban scanned everyone coldly and then said to Gramont, "Have our assassins been sent out?"

"They have already arrived in Hong Kong, but the other party's control over Hong Kong exceeds our expectations; the assassins under my command have not yet found the conditions to take action," Gramont said helplessly. "It seems we have kicked an iron plate!"

"Should we just withdraw all the assassins and make peace with him? If this continues, everyone present will be in danger."

These guys were arrogant, but they weren't stupid.

The strength Chen Jiajun had displayed was enough to make them feel fear.

The Legislator from the United States was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

After all, he never wanted to experience what happened a few days ago ever again.

Three Blood Oath assassins were deployed, and only one survived, covered in wounds; nearly a hundred bodyguards were slaughtered in a single night.

Under such circumstances, if the High Table still wanted to stir up trouble, Bruce would be the first to sell out his teammates.

The remaining Legislators also raised their hands in agreement one after another; after all, the other party's assassinations were truly too terrifying.

Only Viggo laughed loudly: "Look at you spineless bunch, a few assassinations have scared you into this state?"

"If you're so tough, you go!" Bruce said to Viggo unhappily. "The assassination wasn't aimed at you, so you're just here making sarcastic remarks, right?"

"You think I don't dare?" Viggo said disdainfully. "I'll handle this matter! From now on, I want two extra shares of the United States' quota!"

Bruce sneered and said, "If you can really handle that Chen Jiajun, I will cede all of my shares in the United States to you."

Bruce had his own industries and had no need for the High Table's dividends at all, so he calculated to provoke Viggo.

"Fine, you said it yourself!" Viggo laughed loudly, then hung up the call directly.

The group did not reach any conclusion, and this meeting could only end hastily.

……

Bruce decisively sold Viggo out and told Chen Jiajun the news.

He and Viggo already had quite a bit of enmity between them, so he would certainly take this opportunity to find a way to screw Viggo over.

Viggo did not know Chen Jiajun's terrifying strength, but he did! Now he could just wait to watch a good show.

After Chen Jiajun received this news, his expression was somewhat strange: "Lao E, what do you think?"

"Just borrowing a knife to kill someone!" Lao E said with a look of disdain: "This Bruce is only left with this bit of petty cleverness, and he's also afraid of death! He wants to borrow our hands to help him take revenge!"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "Indeed, he only knows how to play petty tricks, but this Viggo is quite arrogant!"

Originally, the High Table was about to concede, but this Viggo suddenly ran out to interfere, which made Chen Jiajun quite unhappy.

Yet he also did not want to be a knife for someone of Bruce's caliber, which immediately left Chen Jiajun feeling conflicted.

"Wait, assassin..." Chen Jiajun suddenly remembered something, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I thought of something fun that can resolve the current situation!"

Lao E was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Boss, what method do you have?"

Chen Jiajun smiled mysteriously and said: "You'll know when the time comes."

……

Following Chen Jiajun's orders, Xiaofu arrived at the city of Huntington in New York state.

He found the man called John Wick.

After a careful investigation, Xiaofu learned that this man's wife had recently died, and he seemed completely listless.

He spent all day with his dog, driving his vintage Mustang around the city, seemingly looking for something.

He looked just like a widower who had lost his wife, with nothing peculiar about him.

He did not display the temperament of an assassin; at the very least, Xiaofu tested him several times and he remained unmoved.

This made Xiaofu somewhat strange, not understanding why the boss specifically wanted him to keep an eye on such a person.

However, thinking that he could soon end his undercover work, Xiaofu was still somewhat happy; after all, he hadn't seen his wife for a long time.

When following John to a gas station, Xiaofu suddenly stopped his car from far away.

Because he saw two Soviet Union gangsters pestering John Wick.

Xiaofu held the attitude of watching a good show, intending to see just how powerful the Legendary Assassin in Chen Jiajun's words was.

But strangely, after the two sides tangled for a moment, they left.

However, Xiaofu could tell that those Soviet Union gangsters did not seem very reconciled, their eyes fixed on John's Mustang, their faces full of greed.

"Now there's a good show to watch!" Xiaofu looked at the appearance of these Soviet Union gangsters and immediately revealed a smile.

Clearly, since these Soviet Union gangsters couldn't buy it, they had crooked thoughts.

Xiaofu wanted to see how much of a gap there was between his own level and the High Table's Legendary Assassin.

And so, Xiaofu followed directly behind these Soviet Union gangsters to see how they would act.

Soon, the time reached midnight.

Several Soviet Union gangsters quietly snuck into John's house and opened his door with light steps.

Then these guys deliberately made some noise, holding baseball bats and waiting for John to come down.

Sure enough, John soon came down from the upstairs bedroom and was immediately knocked down by these Soviet Union gangsters with a club.

Seeing this scene, Xiaofu immediately frowned and complained in his heart: "Is this really a Legendary Assassin? Just this? This level of vigilance isn't even as good as a rookie who just started!"

However, Xiaofu did not intervene; after all, these Soviet Union gangsters didn't seem like they wanted to kill anyone.

"Where are the keys? I'm asking you where the keys are!" The youngest guy grabbed John's hair and interrogated him viciously.

But at this moment, the little dog John raised ran over and let out bursts of howling.

This made these gangsters quite unhappy; they grabbed the dog and slammed it viciously onto the ground, killing the little dog on the spot.

"Found the keys!" At this time, a lackey said to the young man.

The young man sneered, knocked John unconscious, then took the keys and drove off in John's Mustang.

Xiaofu watched everything before him and still couldn't help but make a call to Chen Jiajun.

"Boss, I think you might have made a mistake? This John Wick doesn't look like an assassin at all!" Xiaofu said speechlessly: "Just now, a group of Soviet Union gangsters broke into his house and easily knocked him down! Oh! Right, these guys also snatched his car and killed his dog!"

Chen Jiajun was originally drinking, but upon hearing Xiaofu's words, he sprayed the wine in his mouth out: "What? Those idiots really did that?"

"Is there a problem?" Xiaofu asked, looking puzzled.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Haha, there's a good show to watch next!"

"But..."

"You just need to watch!" Chen Jiajun interrupted Xiaofu's words and said: "If you can, just help him out when he's about to be killed."

Xiaofu was helpless and could only agree: "I understand, Boss!" (End of this chapter)