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"Shura, don't go too far. Don't think that the Frank Family is afraid of you!" Hank exploded in anger, his fists clenched tightly, showing signs of wanting to make a move. However, remembering Mo Ming's skills, he forced himself to hold back.
If he didn't act, he might still return alive. But if he did make a move, there would be no going back. After all, Mo Ming could use it as an excuse to eliminate him without anyone saying a word.
"Getting angry will only hurt your feelings. I advise you to calm down; sometimes anger can lead you to make mistakes. But..." Mo Ming smiled nonchalantly and said, "What if I firmly refuse to let you see Edith?"
While advising others not to get angry, Mo Ming was repeatedly adding fuel to the fire—truly shameless.
"Hmph, if anything happens to Miss Edith, the Frank Family will go to any lengths to wipe out the Dragon Soul Gang." Hank snorted coldly, his brows furrowed. Given the current situation, Mo Ming would not let Edith go, so Hank would no longer show him any courtesy.
In truth, Hank was not afraid of death; he was just trying to ensure Edith's safety, which was why he had been enduring earlier.
"Hehe, that sounds quite terrifying. Well, I think you've said enough. I assume you don't want tea anymore, so please leave. No need for further formalities!" Mo Ming dismissed him casually. Having lived for over twenty years, he had never feared anyone's threats; Hank's words were utterly meaningless to him.
Hank was on the verge of exploding with rage, his face turning an alarming shade of blue. He couldn't bring this person back; he had no way to explain it to Reed.
"What? Are you planning to stay here instead of going back?" Mo Ming chuckled. "If you're willing to abandon Reed and join us, I would welcome you."
"Shura, I don't want to waste my breath with you. If you don't let Miss Edith go today, I swear by God that you'll regret it." Hank stared intently at Mo Ming with a serious expression.
"Thank you for the reminder. The word 'regret' doesn't exist in my dictionary. However, please inform Reed that if he truly doesn't want anything to happen to his daughter, it's best for him to come personally. Otherwise, as time goes on, I can't guarantee that I won't do something." Mo Ming yawned and said, "Alright, you can leave now. I have things to take care of."
With that, Mo Ming left without looking back.
Hank's fists cracked ominously as he seethed with anger inside. He knew he couldn't do anything about Mo Ming at this moment and dared not act rashly; he could only force himself to suppress his fury.
"You useless fools! You can't even handle a doorman; what a disgrace! Are you really leaving?" Hank vented his frustration on Kenmo and Rairos.
In response, Kenmo and Rairos could only awkwardly keep their mouths shut, not daring to retort a single word.
Hank did not understand that the brothers guarding the entrance of the Dragon Soul Gang were not just urban thugs; they were members of the "Soul of Justice" who had fought bloodily in Africa for over two years.
Retired Special Forces members, who had not experienced many life-and-death battles, would certainly not be a match for the "Soul of Justice" members, despite their skills.
After saying this, Hank left the Dragon Soul Gang's community with Kenmo and Rairos.
...
The three of them had driven there, and on the way back, the speeding Hummer suddenly had a tire blowout. The car spun wildly as Hank struggled to control it, cursing loudly, "What the hell is going on?"
As the car spun out of control due to the high speed after the tire explosion, Hank found it impossible to regain control. There were no other vehicles around; if there had been, a major traffic accident would have occurred. In the end, the car crashed onto the side of the road.
Immediately after, Hank crawled out of the vehicle with blood all over his head. Everything in front of him was blurry, but he could vaguely see a figure approaching, pulling out something...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three consecutive gunshots shattered the silence, and Hank instantly became a cold corpse.
Then, sirens began to wail...
Inside the Frank Family estate, patriarch Reed was reading a book, but his mind was entirely focused on waiting for news about Hank. He couldn't absorb any content from the book and was extremely worried about Edith; he didn't even show this level of concern when Rossi was arrested.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Reed hurriedly put down his book and answered it. An anxious voice immediately came through: "Patriarch, it's bad! I just received a call from the sheriff saying Hank had a car accident. Kenmo and Rairos are unconscious, and Hank is dead outside the car—shot to death..."
"What? Hank is dead? What about Edith? Is she okay?" Reed's eyes narrowed with murderous intent. He knew exactly who was responsible for Hank's death; in Y Country, only Mo Ming dared to oppose him.
Now he was worried about whether Edith was in the car. If anything happened to her, Reed would likely go insane and launch a devastating attack on the Dragon Soul Gang, even at great cost to the Frank Family.
"There’s no news about Miss Edith; her whereabouts are unknown. However, if we haven't found... her body, she should be fine." When mentioning the body, the person became unusually anxious and cautious, fearing that Reed might unleash his fury on him.
"That's good. Arrange it for me immediately. I want to retrieve Hank's body, and send someone to keep an eye on Kenmo and Rairos. At all costs, wake them up! I need to know what exactly happened!" Reed's eyes burned with fury, his voice colder as he added, "Also, give the order to start retaliating against the Dragon Soul Gang today!"
"But, if both the young master and young lady are in their hands, this could endanger their lives. Chief, are you sure you want to do this?" the person asked cautiously. After all, if Rossi and Edith were harmed, Reed might hold him accountable.
"Are you questioning me?" Reed replied coldly. "From now on, my orders do not need to be repeated. Execute them immediately and thoroughly strike against the Dragon Soul Gang!"
"Yes, yes, Chief. I'll arrange it right away." The person hurriedly said, "Then Chief..."
Before he could finish, Reed hung up the phone. He was filled with rage that had nowhere to go; Hank's death was a significant blow to him after all those years together—there was bound to be some emotional connection.
"Shura, you captured my daughter and son. I have repeatedly given way, but you have gone too far! You even killed Hank when I came to negotiate for them. Even if it means mutual destruction today, I will settle this score with you!"
Reed dialed a number and said in a deep voice, "Yagaro, I need your help. I need a head—worth two hundred billion dollars!"
"Hehe, money makes things easier. No matter who it is or who needs to be killed, as long as the price is right, I'm in. Reed, it's a deal; just pay me when it's done!" A sinister laugh came from the other end of the line.
"The target is currently in Y Country—the leader of the Dragon Soul Gang, nicknamed Shura!"
"Oh? Shura? Interesting. I have an enemy named Shura too; he's an extremely formidable character. However, I've been searching for him for a long time without any leads. Alright, Reed, I'll set off immediately. In one month, I'll have his life."
Reed cautioned him, "You'd better be careful; he's no pushover. He's quite capable. If you underestimate him, you might end up losing your own life!"
"Haha... Reed, when did you become so cowardly? I, Four-Faced Buddha, can kill whoever I want; no one has ever survived my hands. I'm curious to see which Shura you're talking about is more formidable than the one I know."
Four-Faced Buddha scoffed and laughed loudly.
If Mo Ming heard Four-Faced Buddha's words, he would surely remember something about it.
The skilled individuals in Thailand do not belong to the ranks of Mercenaries or assassins; they prefer to work alone, killing either for money or for personal reasons.
In fact, the Asura mentioned by the Four-Faced Buddha refers to Mo Ming. When Mo Ming was in Thailand carrying out a secret mission, he crossed paths with the Four-Faced Buddha, leaving a deep impression on the latter. However, Mo Ming did not think much of it and would not have recalled the Four-Faced Buddha if no one had mentioned him.
The mission in Thailand was to assassinate an Underworld Boss who had killed Overseas Chinese. The Four-Faced Buddha did not understand why, but his goal aligned with Mo Ming's. However, Mo Ming got there first, which made the Four-Faced Buddha feel somewhat embarrassed since he had never failed to take a life before. He immediately became furious and confronted Mo Ming.
Originally, there was no animosity between Mo Ming and the Four-Faced Buddha, and they had no reason to fight. But the aggressive approach of the Four-Faced Buddha forced Mo Ming to engage. At that time, Mo Ming was only sixteen years old, though he looked quite similar to how he does now, having changed little over the years.
His skills had improved significantly in recent years, but when he faced off against the Four-Faced Buddha, his abilities were already at a terrifying level. At that time, the Little Overlord Asura was causing headaches for leaders around the world and instilling fear in various factions!
As a result, the Four-Faced Buddha was injured and fled. Mo Ming couldn't be bothered to chase him down and simply returned to his unit. Later on, the Four-Faced Buddha sought out Mo Ming, but unfortunately for him, Mo Ming had already gone to carry out that failed mission and subsequently vanished without a trace.
"I've warned you; if you insist on going your own way, then go ahead. If you die, I won't have to pay!" Reed stated. "My daughter and son are in his hands; I hope you can rescue them at your convenience. The reward will be doubled."
"No wonder! Your son and daughter have been captured! Reed, you're really regressing as you age. Fine, as long as there's money involved, I can bring you both people and heads," the Four-Faced Buddha scoffed.
Reed's expression darkened as he coldly replied, "Then I want to see your capabilities. If you can deal with the Asura, that's great; I'll pay you every cent. But if you die at his hands, that's no concern of mine!"
Having said that, he immediately hung up the phone. Reed did not want to hear any more of the Four-Faced Buddha's arrogant tone. His gaze sharpened as he spoke coldly, "Hmph! Asura, let's see whether it's the Four-Faced Buddha who's strong or if you are!"
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