Chapter 130: Ambushed
Cheongnyangni Building Parking Lot
Li Zhongjiu watched the commercial vehicle drive away and the several cars chasing after it, letting out a sigh of relief as if escaping death.
He had just crawled out from behind the wheel, dragging an injured leg.
"Bang!"
A sniper rifle bullet directly hit his forehead.
"Target number three is dead! Confirmed!"
In a tall building far away, an Asian Hitman from the Brotherhood of Assassins looked through his scope at the target's exploded head.
After confirming the target was dead, he reported plainly to Sloan.
After receiving the order to retreat, the Hitman quickly packed up his sniper rifle. As he was about to leave the Rooftop, he looked at the semi-underground parking lot across the way with some confusion.
Their assassination target was already dead, so what were those people just doing?
...........
Choi Sung-ho drove furiously, constantly checking his rearview mirror. The cars behind him clung on like maggots attached to bone, refusing to let go! Soon, Choi Sung-ho fled back to the Organization's Old Castle Base on the Outskirts of New York.
Dozens of Organization Gunmen were standing by in formation, led by none other than Doctor Bai.
Seeing Doctor Bai, Choi Sung-ho quickly pressed the accelerator and sped towards the Ancient Castle.
Looking at the car rushing towards him in a panic, Doctor Bai smiled mockingly and waved his hand.
Dozens of Base Security Personnel opened fire simultaneously.
Choi Sung-ho's car was instantly riddled with bullets like a honeycomb. Three seconds later, the concentrated firepower directly ignited the car's fuel tank.
As soon as Doctor Bai's numerous Security Personnel raised their guns, Choi Sung-ho felt that something was wrong.
These guys' muzzles were clearly pointed at him.
Without thinking, he jumped out of the car, which was traveling at least 150 mph.
The flames from the car's fuel tank explosion almost grazed his scalp as they swept past.
The severely injured Choi Sung-ho lay on the ground, watching the cars that had been chasing him stop not far away.
A man with a handsome face, looking like a Noble Young Master from a Zaibatsu family, got out of the car.
"Uncle, wouldn't it be better for a waste like you to just retire obediently instead of coming out and making a fool of yourself!"
The man who looked like a Noble Young Master walked up to Choi Sung-ho and stomped down without hesitation.
With a crunch, he broke Choi Sung-ho's neck.
"Looks like I've found the main culprit!"
On a dirt mound several hundred meters away from the Old Castle Base, a motorcycle was parked in the bushes.
A girl wearing a hoodie was staring intently in the direction of the Ancient Castle.
Especially Doctor Bai, who was standing in front of a group of Security Personnel.
"Long time no see! Doctor!"
Gu Zi Yun waved at Doctor Bai from afar, an innocent smile on her face.
In the distance, Doctor Bai looked up as if sensing something. In the distance, the barren dirt mound was desolate, with nothing there.
"Killing him is also troublesome. We need to find Subject One as soon as possible and produce experimental results that satisfy them, so that headquarters will cancel the plan to eliminate the test subjects!"
Doctor Bai looked at Choi Sung-ho, whose neck was broken and eyes were wide in death, and said to the Noble Young Master.
The Noble Young Master had an indifferent expression, only showing interest when Doctor Bai mentioned Subject One.
"Any news about her?"
"She seems to have lost her memory. The former witch is now an obedient girl!" Doctor Bai said mockingly. "She's currently in Seoul, working part-time at the Yongsan Hotel after participating in a celebrity audition. It seems she plans to work her way through school!"
"Huh?" The Noble Young Master dug at his ear, somewhat disbelievingly.
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New York, Raccoon City, The Hive Restaurant. At a long table that had been temporarily moved in, Tang Song was using a knife and fork to cut the large steak on the plate in front of him.
Cutting into the slightly seared surface of the medium-rare steak revealed the tender and juicy parts.
"How are the exploration equipment and manpower preparations coming along?"
While cutting the beef, Tang Song asked Lane, who was sitting below him.
Lane used his knife and fork to cut the steak in front of him into square-shaped pieces of beef.
These pieces of beef were almost identical in size. Hearing Tang Song's words, Lane, who was sprinkling black pepper on the beef pieces, quickly stopped his action.
"Boss, the preparations are almost complete!
I've assembled an Expedition Team of thirty Paper Soldiers and specifically hired experts in Underground Cave exploration to give them systematic training! We've already explored the Abandoned Mine that Professor Anderson mentioned, but we haven't found the water channel leading to the Subterranean World that he spoke of yet!"
"Send more manpower. Weyland Industries has a large Laser Prospecting Equipment. I'll make a call later, and you find someone to transport the equipment to that mine!"
Tang Song chewed his steak and said to Lane.
"Yes! Boss!" Lane nodded, made a note, and continued sprinkling pepper.
A pale, sickly-looking person, a laboratory supervisor who looked frail, and the mission target beside her.
He was handsome, but at first glance, he didn't seem to have much combat power.
Except for the silver-haired strong man, but as long as she broke the chain on her body, she would definitely be able to escape.
Sitting beside Tang Song, Zheng Duo En observed the people at the table. Connors had specifically brought her from the Laboratory to accompany them for drinks, at Lane's suggestion.
One of her hands quietly reached under the table to her ankle, gradually applying force to break her ankle.
Large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead. Amidst the clinking of knives and forks, Zheng Duo En carefully slid down the ankle restraint chain shackled to her ankle.
What she didn't notice was that her seemingly hidden small movements were seen by several people.
Especially Lucien, the sickly person in her eyes, who hadn't recovered from excessive blood loss, was looking at her with an almost pitiful expression.
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"Boss, Sloan's phone!"
While eating his steak, Tang Song watched the young girl's real-time escape plan unfold right under his nose.
Lane's mobile phone suddenly rang. After answering, he talked for a couple of sentences, then walked over, leaned down, and handed it to Tang Song.
Tang Song took the phone.
"Boss, I've run into some trouble! We were attacked, and two of my disciples and a few of our peripheral Gunmen are dead!"
It was Sloan on the other end of the phone, and his first words made Tang Song's eyes narrow.
"What happened? Tell me slowly!"
"Golden Gate Group is connected to a Mysterious Organization in South Korea. This Organization is conducting Human Potential Development research, and Golden Gate Group has been providing them with research funds all along."
Inside a two-story building facing the street in South Korea, Sloan leaned by the window, cautiously observing outside, holding a satellite phone and talking to Tang Song.
"Our people were attacked by members of this Organization. The attackers didn't seem like Ordinary People. Besides me, none of our people in South Korea survived."
An Organization in South Korea researching human experimentation... Tang Song subconsciously glanced at the young girl beside him, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"How are you now?"
Sloan replied, "I'm fine, Boss. They attacked the Yongsan Hotel. I'm currently in a Safe House that belonged to the Brotherhood of Assassins before!"
Tang Song was silent for a moment. "I'll arrange for manpower to go to Seoul now!"
"No need to send anyone, Boss. I've already found the Organization's address, and I have a method to deal with them. However, the commotion might be a bit large!"
"Go ahead and do it!" Tang Song tapped his fingers on the table, then raised his hand and pressed a palm onto Zheng Duo En's face as she lunged forward.
Zheng Duo En was held by the chin. Her fist, which she had originally swung out, stopped twenty centimeters away from Tang Song.
She thrashed and twisted in Tang Song's hand, clawing and flailing.
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(End of chapter)