Chapter 21: The Wo Luen Shing suffers a setback and admits defeat! Mercenary Brother Hammer!

Wo Luen Shing.

"Hello? Feiji?"

Lin Huaile looked at the phone that had suddenly disconnected, his expression gradually becoming grave.

"What's going on? Did an accident happen?"

Seeing this, Da D immediately pressed for an answer.

"Not clear yet. Feiji just reported that he had taken all the venues on Mody Road, and then the call cut off."

Lin Huaile said, dialing Feiji's number.

However, only a busy signal came from the speaker.

Da D also picked up his phone and dialed his confidant, Chang Mao.

The result was the same; he couldn't get through.

"It's broken, something really happened."

Da D said.

Lin Huaile nodded slowly and said: "It seems the Ni family's reinforcements have arrived."

This was still within Lin Huaile's expectations; the operation itself was a probe into the Ni family's bottom line.

In Lin Huaile's plan, if the Ni family was weak, he would occupy the territory he had taken and use it as a bridgehead to gradually erode Tsim Sha Tsui.

If the Ni family counterattacked in time, even if Feiji couldn't win, he would be able to retreat with two hundred people.

At most, he would lose some manpower.

But now there was no news at all, and he couldn't even contact anyone, which made Lin Huaile unable to sit still.

"Wait a bit longer."

Lin Huaile lit a cigarette and smoked it deeply.

This wait lasted an entire night. ===== CHAPTER 40 =====

Lin Huaile had smoked through several packs of cigarettes, but still couldn't wait for Feiji's call.

Da D was the same.

And it wasn't just Feiji and Chang Mao; they had both called other people who participated in the operation, and none of them could be reached.

It was as if two hundred people had collectively disappeared.

"Damn it, it's all your fault! What kind of probe was that? Now it's good, no sign of the living, no sign of the dead!"

Da D slammed the table and roared, pointing at Lin Huaile's nose.

"You nodded to this matter too. What's the use of blaming me now?"

Lin Huaile's face looked terrible to the extreme.

He had been full of confidence, wanting to gather the power of the entire Wo Luen Shing to expand his territory.

Never imagined the first step would go wrong.

"If you want to blame someone, blame the Ni family for hiding too deep; they are far from as simple as they appear on the surface.

Da D, I admit I underestimated the Ni family, but this matter won't end here."

Lin Huaile said while smoking.

"Screw your mother! Then what about the manpower I lost?"

Da D shouted.

"Everything has risks. I lost a hundred people too."

Lin Huaile thought for a moment and said: "The most important thing now is to gather our men and guard against the Ni family attacking us."

"I don't believe the Ni family has the guts."

Da D said.

"The current Ni family is different from the old Ni family. I can't see through this person, Ni Yongyao; he is harder to deal with than Ni Kun."

Lin Huaile said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Da D also fell into silence.

Both of them knew very well that they had kicked an iron plate this time.

Being able to swallow two hundred people without a sound, and not even letting news get out, was enough to show how formidable the Ni family's strength was.

Ni family manor.

Master bedroom.

Ni Yongyao lay flat on his back, but what was under his head wasn't a pillow, but Kuriyama Chiaki's resilient legs.

"Mr. Ni, is this pressure okay?"

Kuriyama Chiaki pressed with her ten fingers, giving Ni Yongyao a head massage.

"Just right."

Ni Yongyao said with satisfaction.

Immediately, he opened the system panel.

"Gold coin balance: 305."

The battle on Mody Road made Ni Yongyao's hands ample again.

"Twenty-two one-star assassins died in battle, two hundred and twenty remain; one two-star assassin died, two remain."

Ni Yongyao thought silently.

Through the two battles, Ni Yongyao had fully understood the combat power of the assassins.

When scaled, they easily crushed an equal number of thugs and could achieve an extremely exaggerated kill-to-death ratio.

"Draw once first, exchange all the remaining gold coins."

Ni Yongyao quickly made a decision.

Now was the time when he needed people; both the pager factory and the Ni family were facing a shortage of manpower.

"Drawing once costs 100 gold coins. Do you want to start the draw?"

"Start!"

Ni Yongyao said without hesitation.

"Drawing..."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a four-star assassin: Tyler!"

"Gold coin balance: 205."

"Another four-star?"

Ni Yongyao looked at the system notification, feeling happy in his heart, and sighed that the system's drop rate was truly high.

Only then did he notice the name Tyler, thought for a moment, and found the corresponding character.

Tyler came from the movie "Extraction" and was a battle-hardened mercenary.

The next moment, light and shadow flickered in front of Ni Yongyao, and a tall man appeared out of thin air; it was Tyler.

[Name: Tyler]

[Profession: Mercenary]

[Height: 190cm]

[Specialties: Shooting, driving, hand-to-hand combat]

Tyler was wearing camouflage, holding a modified HK416 in both hands, and his bulletproof vest was filled with magazines, making it clear at a glance that he was a veteran of many battles.

"Mr. Ni."

Tyler put down his rifle and knelt on one knee in front of Ni Yongyao.

Ni Yongyao looked at Tyler and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ding."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Master-level Military Combat Arts through Tyler!"

Along with the system notification, Ni Yongyao felt a warm current appear out of thin air in his body, quickly merging into his limbs and bones.

At the same time, a large amount of memory regarding military combat arts emerged deep in his mind.

In just an instant, it was as if Ni Yongyao had practiced military combat arts for over a decade, and it had perfectly integrated into his muscle memory.

Ni Yongyao moved his shoulders and left Kuriyama Chiaki's soft thighs.

The lottery was over; it was time to exchange for assassins.

Ni Yongyao left the Ni family manor and arrived at a deserted place.

"System, exchange for one hundred and eighty one-star assassins and two two-star assassins."

Ni Yongyao thought silently.

The next moment, over a hundred men with tough temperaments appeared in front of Ni Yongyao.

"Mr. Ni!"

All the assassins knelt on one knee simultaneously, pledging their loyalty to Ni Yongyao.

With this batch of manpower, the number of one-star assassins had reached four hundred, and there were also four two-star assassins.

Ni Yongyao planned to split them in two; two hundred one-star assassins would be sent to the pager factory.

The remaining two hundred would be responsible for guarding the Ni family manor, divided into five teams, led by the four two-star assassins.

"In this way, the factory's production efficiency can be maxed out."

Compared to ordinary workers, the advantages of assassins were simply too many.

First, there were no emotional problems; even if they worked twenty-four hours a day until they died of exhaustion, there wouldn't be a single word of complaint.

Second, they didn't need wages or benefits; as long as their basic needs for food and sleep were met, they could work indefinitely.

They were simply a capitalist's favorite.

Ni Yongyao returned to the manor and found Ni Yongxiao.

"Yongxiao, how is the factory situation?"

Ni Yongyao asked while smoking a cigar.

"Encountered a small problem; the old employees were making a fuss about a raise, but I can solve it."

Ni Yongxiao said. ===== CHAPTER 41 =====