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"Hurry, find the sniper and take them out!"

Song Kun immediately barked the order loudly.

His men promptly scattered in search of the target.

Every residential building nearby was searched, door to door.

Just then, an off-road vehicle sped towards them and stopped beside Zhang Shan and Wang Wu, who were hiding behind a stone pillar.

A white man leaned out the window and waved to Zhang Shan and Wang Wu, "Buddy, get in."

Wang Wu asked, "Who are you? Why should we get in your car?"

Zhang Shan couldn't help but slap Wang Wu and scolded, "At a time like this, you still care who he is? Just get in the car."

If they continued to hide here, they would inevitably end up riddled with bullets, getting in the car offered a glimmer of hope for survival.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Having said that, he immediately got into the vehicle.

Wang Wu, covering his cheek, followed suit.

The off-road vehicle immediately started up and drove away.

Song Kun's men, without needing any orders, jumped on their motorcycles to give chase.

They hadn't gone far when the sunroof of the off-road vehicle opened, and a white man popped out with a rocket launcher on his shoulder.

With a whoosh, a rocket landed in front of a pursuing motorcycle, toppling it and others in its wake.

The pursuers, accustomed to intense scenarios, were still shocked.

Yet some, fearless and undeterred, continued the chase on their bikes, firing as they went.

At this moment, the white man atop the vehicle, unhurriedly stowed the rocket launcher and set up a heavy machine gun on the roof.

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A wild burst of gunfire ensued.

The motorcycle-riding pursuers fell in droves.

Now, no one dared to chase any further, and could only watch helplessly as the off-road vehicle made its escape.

Those searching for the sniper only found a sniper rifle on the rooftop of a residential building; the sniper was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Jinglong, watching the live video feed, couldn't help but swallow hard when he saw this.

Damn, even the sniper was located, and the white guy firing rockets and machine guns, you could tell at a glance that he'd been through some serious action.

How did Xu Yang find these people?

Xu Yang was just a billionaire; there were plenty of billionaires out there, and even with a prestigious family background, it wouldn't be easy to find such people.

It was one thing to hire them as bodyguards, but getting them to fight to the death on the streets? That was next to impossible.

How did Xu Yang manage it?

Tang Jinglong was puzzled.

Just then, his phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from Song Kun, Tang Jinglong picked up, ready to speak, but before he could say a word, Song Kun's furious voice came through: "Fuck, Tang Jinglong, are you fucking with me? Those guys were so fierce, even a sniper showed up, and you nearly got me killed, you know?"

It was no wonder he was angry. Tang Jinglong had said it was about taking care of two insignificant people.

But instead, a bunch of tough guys had turned up, including a sniper.

Not only had he suffered heavy losses, with many of his men dead or injured,

but he hadn't even managed to keep hold of his targets.

It was a massive blow to his reputation.

And now, someone might seize the chance to attack him when he was down, perhaps even coming in the dead of night to kill him.

In the world he inhabited, he had to be constantly on guard against others.

A decrease in strength could mean finding himself dead on the streets if he wasn't careful.

Tang Jinglong had his own grievances about Song Kun's failure, and hearing Song Kun's rage-filled voice, he grew angry too: "Song Kun, you have the nerve to blame me? Aren't you the boss of that area by the airport? I asked you to kill two nobodies, and you couldn't even handle that. Even if people showed up, it's your turf; you should have taken care of it.

You better think about how to find them and finish the job quickly!"

Song Kun replied, "Tang Jinglong, you saw it yourself, how many men I lost. If there's any blame, it's on you for not making things clear. If they were just two nobodies, my men would have killed them long ago. Who knew those others would show up? And it's not so easy to track them down and kill them; you need to give me more money. Another twenty million and I'll do it, otherwise, I can't."

This was the perfect opportunity to increase the price – he had to seize it.

As a gang boss, Song Kun was very adept at using this to his advantage.

"Fine, I'll pay you twenty million, and I want it done quickly—I'll send the money straight away, and you find the person and kill him!"

Being in Tai Kingdom, Tang Jinglong had no other choice but to rely on Song Kun and agree to the terms.

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He immediately transferred twenty million to Song Kun.

Having received the money, Song Kun dispatched some of his men to find the target, leaving others behind to wrap things up while he himself returned to the headquarters.

...

Meanwhile, Tang Jinglong waited for good news from Song Kun.

After some time, a video call came in.

It was from an unfamiliar number.

Tang Jinglong didn't know who the video call was from, but he answered it anyway.

He turned off the camera on his side; he didn't want to show his face while talking to someone he didn't know.

In the video, a ten-story building appeared.

Tang Jinglong's gaze sharpened.

He knew that this was Song Kun's headquarters.

When he visited Tai Kingdom to meet with Song Kun, he had been there.

At that time, Song Kun had warmly welcomed him.

The branch of the charitable association he had in Tai Kingdom was backed by Song Kun for money laundering purposes, which allowed Song Kun to take a share of the profits.

However, he didn't know why someone wanted him to see this scene.

There was nobody in the frame.

Just then, a voice came through, "Tang Jinglong, Mr. Xu sends his regards and wants to show you a grand spectacle. He hopes you'll be satisfied."

A grand spectacle?

Tang Jinglong was puzzled and didn't understand what the other party was planning.

Just then, a loud bang was heard.

The building in the video shook violently and collapsed with a thunderous roar, dust billowing, eventually turning into a pile of rubble.

Tang Jinglong's eyes widened.

Had Song Kun's headquarters been bombed? Was Song Kun finished?

He had been to Song Kun's headquarters and knew how formidable Song Kun was.

In the airport area, Song Kun was an absolute boss – no one dared to disregard him, even the officials had to be mindful of his mood.

Could such a character be wiped out just like that?

He hurriedly dialed Song Kun's number, hoping he wasn't in the headquarters at that moment.

After all, he had just transferred twenty million to Song Kun, counting on his continued assistance.

Unfortunately, the call didn't go through.

He then called one of Song Kun's underlings, one he had bribed, aiming to get some inside information on Song Kun.

This call did go through.

Tang Jinglong went straight to the point, "Song Kun's headquarters has just been bombed, is Song Kun dead?"

The underling responded with fright, "Young Master Tang, Song Kun is dead. I saw him return to the headquarters shortly before the explosion. Song Kun and most of his men were killed, only a few who were outside survived by luck. Luckily, I was out and didn't go back, or I'd be dead too."

Though he had been with Song Kun through thick and thin, he had never seen an explosion like this before.

Song Kun and his men, at least a hundred people in the headquarters, were all blown to bits.

It was too terrifying!