Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Not knowing why, J5 reminded Ye Jian of the young people who acted cute on social networks from her previous life.
Just the thought of that made her shiver. Indeed, it was a little hard to look at.
At the same time, Xia Jinyuan sneaked behind an armed bodyguard. He suddenly covered the bodyguard’s mouth with his left hand, and quietly slit his neck with the dagger in his right hand. The sharp blade slit through the warm skin, deep into the trachea and jugular veins without any obstruction.
Some blood stuck onto the dagger and the warm blood splashed onto his wrist. However, the thick and strong taste of iron and blood did not stop Xia Jinyuan’s footsteps. He dragged the dead body into a room on the second floor, closed the door and headed to the third floor.
Killing people was a terrifying thing to do; but for them, being on the first line meant everything was a matter of life and death. In the fight for justice, they could not turn back even if their hands were covered in blood.
Mercy was not meant for the enemy.
“Cleared,” Xia Jinyuan said briefly after clearing out two hidden targets. Xu Yu climbed up the stairs and switched to a forward position.
After taking out another drug gang member, Xia Jinyuan took off his bulletproof vest so that he could give it to his little fox.
The elevator on the sixth floor had already stopped working. Nick stood up, pulled down his t-shirt and looked at Red Scorpion, who tried to run out the door but came back upon hearing the sound of sirens. Not intimidated at all, Nick smiled and said, “Buddy, if you run out right now, I am sure you will not leave this building alive.”
His brown eyes coldly glanced at the black bag in Red Scorpion’s hands. “How about you give me the goods and I give you the money? We can then leave together.”
“Why should I trust you?” Putting away his panic, Red Scorpion looked at the crying student standing by the door and sneered. “You said it was 100% safe, and now we are surrounded. Why should I trust you?”
Like most Vietnamese, Red Scorpion had an average height and stubby but strong limbs. Although his arms looked short, the muscles under his shirt were full of strength.
He stared at Nick, and his purple-black lips elicited a cold smile. “I bet that not only are there International Police outside, but there are also police inside the KTV. They could have already infiltrated the building and can take your life at any moment.”
“Yes, buddy, you are correct. I’m sure someone had infiltrated the building.” Nick shrugged his shoulders and let out a poisonous smile. “But I am not afraid. Come. Let me show you what I am made of.”
He clapped his hands and the closet door to the right opened suddenly. A western man with brown hair and brown eyes, who was wearing black sweat pants and vest stepped out. “Everything is ready according to your orders.”
“Come on, buddy,” said Nick as he stepped inside the closet.
Red Scorpion followed and laughed as he saw the scene. “Working with you is truly reassuring. I always thought... No... I think everyone, including those dumb International Police, is fooled by you.”
It was an engine room... filled with arsenal.