, the fastest update: Master Xiashan: I am not a son-in-law!
In a suite at the Four Seasons Hotel Hong Kong, Jamison the viper stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Outside the window was the Central Pier, where cruise ships shuttled across the Victoria Harbor, leaving behind beautiful water lines.
Jamieson's eyes crossed Victoria Harbor and looked at the Kowloon Peninsula opposite. His eyes were fascinated, and he remembered the days when he worked hard in the Kowloon Walled City many years ago.
At that time, he came to Xiangjiang from Siam penniless and helpless. He had nothing but the Muay Thai Kung Fu he had practiced since childhood.
Later, he was spotted by the general, went to the Golden Triangle, and then joined the Doomsday Organization and became a professional killer.
He personally discovered Red Lips. Over the years, Red Lips has never let him down. She is a qualified killer, even better than him in some aspects. The only shortcoming is probably her young age.
When I was young, I had the intention of retreating.
Jamison promised her that after this vote, she would wash her hands in a golden basin.
This was the first time he had encountered a large order of 10 billion since he entered the industry. Although the order was taken by an organization, they could only get about half of it, but it was enough for them to live the rest of their lives luxuriously.
Of course, Jamison will not let the red lips and golden basin wash their hands.
No one has ever quit the Doomsday Organization unless they die.
Jamison looked back, glanced at the time, and calculated that the red lips should be coming soon.
He turned to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine, opened it with a corkscrew, then poured a glass and tried the taste.
Then, take out a syringe from your bag and carefully inject the liquid into the red wine bottle.
This is a specially prepared poison that will make people excited, happy, and then die in boundless happiness.
Although she is a top assassin trained by herself, she is a bit reluctant to let go, but who told her to want to quit?
It is impossible to quit, the organization will destroy her. Rather than letting her be killed by Satan, it is better to die in his own hands.
Moreover, if Hong Lip dies, the five billion will be his alone.
Jamison put the red wine on the table, sat on the sofa, and waited for the red lips to arrive.
He turned on the TV out of boredom, and the news was broadcasting a news about an airplane accident. A plane flying from Qiantang to Xiangjiang broke down and successfully made an emergency landing in the wild. Three crew members died, and all passengers were safe.
Jamison was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong.
He picked up his cell phone and prepared to call Honglip, but his professional sensitivity made him aware of the approaching danger.
He almost jumped up from the sofa, quickly changed his clothes, put on his bag, and rushed to the door.
However, when he opened the door, he was stunned.
There was a young man standing outside the door, looking at him with a smile.
"Isn't it too late to leave now?" the young man said.
Jamison recognized this face. As a professional killer, he would never forget a person as long as he took one look at the photo.
He knew that Hong Lip had failed.
But what he couldn't understand was how could the other party find this place so quickly?
The place where the plane crashed is still 700 to 800 kilometers away from here. Not to mention that it is a wilderness. Even if a helicopter picks him up and flies over, it will take at least more than two hours.
Jamison didn't hesitate, just like his codename Viper, he suddenly launched an attack.
Ancient Muay Thai does not require weapons, his whole body is a weapon. His fists are faster than cannonballs, his palms are sharper than knives, and his knees are more powerful than hammers.
Jamison punched the opponent's temple, and he jumped up and pushed his knee into the opponent's chest.
There were many more tricks behind him, but they didn't seem to be needed because the person in front of him didn't hide at all, nor did he make any moves to block his attack.
It turns out to be a weak chicken!
A smile appeared on Jamison's lips.
He seemed to see his opponent's entire chest being dented and his head being smashed like a watermelon.
However, he suddenly thought of something, which made him feel a little uneasy.
How did the red lips fail?
At this moment, his smile froze on his face and then changed into an expression of extreme pain.
Then, his body flew out and slammed into the room.
The table and red wine shattered on the floor.
Li Muchen walked into the room, gently closed the door, and slowly walked towards Jamison.
Jamison was lying on the ground. He felt that the bones of his fists and knees had been broken into powder, with only the outer layer of skin covering them. The severe pain made him sweat like rain. He could not stand up and could only squirm like
A snake.
"Are you a poisonous snake?" Li Muchen asked.
"Did the red lips betray me?"
Jamison still couldn't believe it.
Red Lips is one of his most outstanding subordinates. She is outstanding in the entire doomsday organization. In addition to her killing methods, she also has an indomitable heart.
The more difficult the target is, the more it arouses her fighting spirit. She is not afraid of death, and the threat of death will not make her give up, let alone betray the organization.
Li Muchen looked at him coldly and said, "You are no longer qualified to ask questions. Now is my question time. You only need to answer the questions."
"Don't even think about asking anything from me." Jamison's eyes showed a fierce look.
Li Muchen glanced at this luxurious sea-view suite, smiled, and said, "I heard that this hotel is very high-end, and the sound insulation must be very good. No matter what happens inside, the outside will not be heard, right?"
Seeing his smile, Jamison felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.
He knew what the other party wanted to do. Indeed, even if he shouted for help in this room, he could not be heard outside.
But he still has a chance to resist. He is a killer, a top killer, and has the means to kill under any circumstances.
His codename is Viper.
He pretended to touch his injured knee with his left hand. As if he couldn't bear the pain, he pressed his hand on his thigh.
A stream of liquid spurted from the toe of his shoe.
Li Muchen squatted there, Jamison's feet were behind him, and he couldn't see the liquid spraying from the toes of his shoes at all.
This is a specially prepared venom that can make people lose their fighting ability as soon as it touches people's skin.
This is where the codename Viper comes from.
Of course, Jamison did not expect that the venom would kill his opponent, but he also had a pistol in his left hand. He fired quickly, raising the muzzle slightly and already pulling the trigger with his fingertip.
The bullets and venom were shot out almost simultaneously, one after the other, towards Li Muchen.
In Jamison's view, the guy in front of him could not escape no matter what, unless he was not a human being.
However, Jamison still miscalculated. Gale Novel
He saw Li Muchen's figure falter for a moment, and the bullets and venom passed through his body, as if he was a transparent person.
The bullet penetrated the ceiling with a thud.
But the venom turned into scattered raindrops after a perfect parabola, all falling on him.
"ah--"
Jamison screamed.
He prepared this venom himself, and he knows better than anyone else the pain of being injured by the venom, which is unbearable.
How many times did he watch his target die in intense pain, which gave him an unspeakable sense of satisfaction.
However, he did not expect that he would also experience this day.
Maybe this is retribution.
"Help me!" Jamison shouted in pain.
He could endure the chop with knives and axes, the cutting of tendons and bones, but the pain of the venom penetrating into the bone marrow was something even he, the inventor, could not endure.
Especially since he knew he had the antidote in his bag.
"Quick, give me the antidote..." He pointed to his bag.
Li Muchen seemed unmoved, and just asked calmly: "Who asked you to kill me?"
"No... I don't know... it's the organization... it was assigned to me by the organization... help me quickly... the antidote..."
"What organization?"
"end……"
"Where is the headquarters?"
"No...don't know."
"Who is the leader?"
"Satan."
"Who and where is Satan?"
"No, I don't know, we are all in single line contact."
Li Muchen nodded, it seemed that the red lips did not lie to him.
He took Jamison's bag and dug through it to find a bottle of medicine, "Is this it?"
"Yes, this is it!" Jamison's eyes showed hope.
"I ask again, who is Satan and where is he? If you still say you don't know, then I will throw this bottle of medicine into the sea."
Li Muchen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened a crack in the side window. The wind blew in and made a whistling sound.
The skin on Jamison's body is festering and spreading at an extremely fast rate.
He thought about the plight of those who had been poisoned by him, and his heart was filled with fear.
"General... General!" he said anxiously, "The general knows that only the general can find Satan!"
"Who is the general?"
"He is my upline, in the Golden Triangle, and is the local emperor there."
Jamison's whole body was rotting. With his last hope, he looked at the medicine bottle in Li Muchen's hand.
Li Muchen nodded and threw the medicine bottle out of the window.