The commander and his team of five men walked sneakily towards the entrance, their movements soft and agile. Their movements were trained and precise. They had been in the industry of killing for years now and their bodies were already used to this. For these men killing and breathing were just the same. They could kill anyone as long as the price is right. And this time, they are here to kill Fu Jin.
Finally, the group of men was able to enter the underground parking lot. Half of the mansion was already in ruins but surprisingly, the garage is still intact. Not a debris touched the luxurious cars inside the garage. The commander only shook his head. As expected of a dandy young master. He would value his cars rather than his men.
The group continued until they reached the brown mahogany door that would lead them into the foyer of this mansion. One of the commander's men slowly opened the door and signaled everyone to follow him.
Left and right, they checked.
Nothing.
This was surprising, the commander thought, why would Fu Jin's men not patrol this area? However, the commander immediately pacified himself. This only meant that they had killed a lot of his men already. He laughed inwardly as he thought about Fu Jin lacking men.
The commander watched as his assistant signaled that Fu Jin was just outside the main entrance. Giving directions to his men and occasionally using his gun to kill the enemies. The Commander only nodded as they stealthily walked towards the entrance. Surprisingly, the gunshots that was heard earlier was not that loud in this area.
Then he slowly opened the door and was assaulted by the acrid smell of gun powder. He furrowed his brows and was about to signal his men to move when he felt a cold hard metal in his temple.
"Drop your weapon." The commander paled when he heard a cold voice almost next to him. Then he heard footsteps.
"Commander we are surrounded! It's a trap!"
The commander seemed to froze. The stele of fear caging his heart as he watched a Fu Jin's men surround them. It's a trap! They are trapped!
The door that was originally close was now opened and a group of fully armored men was standing across them. Their gazes were cold and domineering. If the commander was a normal soldier he would have already shiver from those gazes. He watched as the men slowly made a way, revealing Fu Jin and another man who was wearing a suit. He must be around late or early forties, his hair sleek and short. He is almost as tall as Fu Jin which is rare for a man from the East.
"You must be Commander Smith." Fu Jin said. Seeing that Fu Jin held no malice in his face, the commander only nodded.
"Commander Smith… how long have you been working for the Vercello Family?" Fu Jin asked. In his thoughts, these men were mercenaries. People who value money the most.
"Not long. They only hired us occasionally for missions like this. The Vercello have their own trained men." He answered. This is actually not a secret among mercenaries. The Vercello Family had their own army but they especially hired an experienced war veteran for this mission just to make sure that they would win against the young man standing across him.
"I say, we just kill them and throw them in the ocean. The sharks will surely love them." He heard the man next to Fu Jin say. His words were gentle as if he was talking to his child and was not talking about murdering someone. For some reason, the man's gaze made the commander uncomfortable.
This was the first time that he saw this person however the man instantly gave him chills. Once again he tried to remember the briefing that he had with Antonio Pardi. He cannot seem to remember him mention that Fu Jin had someone like this around him. Could it be possible that this man was the one behind the new group of people who arrived and started attacking their men?
What about the sniper? Was this man related to the sniper too?
"How brute… "Another man who looked a little older than Fu Jin said and walked beside the older man. The man's fox like eyes instantly made the commander cautious. This man was pale and a little skinny. Judging from the absence of calluses on his hands. It would be safe to say that this one is not experienced in combat. The commander watched as the man's eyes glitter, a sense of danger instantly embraced his whole being. "How about we peel their skin slowly until they tell us more about the Vercello Family?"
"You too…"Fu Jin shook his head. "I can now see where Jiang Yue got her peculiar methods."
"A part from her father and a part from her mentor."