Chapter 470: Chapter 470: Beware of the Window_1

“Huff!”

Aron Jackson’s eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

“Ah!”

He let out a roar, angrily clutching the dagger in his hand, looking at Julius Reed in front of him.

He resembled an enraged lion!

“You dare to insult me!”

Having murdered for decades, which prey didn’t kneel and beg for mercy?

Some were so terrified that their legs went soft, and others even lost control of their bladder and bowels.

But today, his prey spat in his face.

“You will pay for your ignorance!”

Taking a deep breath, Aron Jackson pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped his face and forehead.

The hand holding the handkerchief was already trembling uncontrollably.

“Ptui!”

No sooner had he finished wiping than Julius Reed spat at Aron Jackson’s face again.

“You’re courting death!”

Aron Jackson’s eyes fiercely bulged, and he unleashed his full strength in that moment!

Slice!

He swiftly swung the dagger in his hand, cutting through the air with a hissing sound!

And behind Julius Reed, Director Ridge also thrust the triangular military thorn forward with vicious intent!

Regardless of which strike hit, it was undoubtedly a lethal situation—no chance of survival!

Their coordination was seamless; Julius Reed seemed to have no space to escape!

Whoosh!

Yet Julius Reed twisted his body at an incredible angle and viciously kicked Aron Jackson on the wrist!

Clang!

The dagger was instantly kicked away and fell to the ground.

Then, he spun around and caught the triangular military thorn in one hand.

Crack!

He snapped it in two!

“How…how is this possible!”

Director Ridge took a step back, looking at the broken triangular military thorn in his hand in shock!

He had used this triangular military thorn for over a decade, and it had taken the lives of at least thirty if not fifty.

The pure steel triangular military thorn would not even scratch if it struck stone.

But today, it was broken by bare hands!

“Are you a human or a ghost!”

Director Ridge, often known as the grim reaper, felt fear for the first time!

He swallowed, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Aron Jackson, on the other hand, was similarly filled with terror!

His dagger had been kicked away!

Now his wrist felt as if it were broken, completely unmovable.

In just two moves, their assassination techniques were completely neutralized.

“Sorry, I said no hands, but I couldn’t help myself,”

Julius Reed scratched his head awkwardly, suddenly as if he remembered something, “If I kill the two of you, then no one would know about this, right? Heh, I’m really a genius!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Director Ridge and Aron Jackson felt a shiver at the back of their heads.

More ruthless than themselves!

“Who the hell are you!”

Aron Jackson’s eyes started to look around, preparing to run away.

Clearly, they had hit a wall!

This was not at all like what Jennifer Lopez had described!

What weakling living off a woman, what trash without the strength to truss a chicken!

And the information from Jordan Martin was even more outrageously off.

To be taken down in one move, it was the first time Aron Jackson had encountered such a person in his years of killing.

Although they were assassins, their hand-to-hand combat skills were exceptional.

Aron Jackson himself came from the Beijing Taekwondo Association and had even won awards in his youth.

And Director Ridge had studied the way of the Samurai in Japan and after getting involved in a killing, was sheltered by Jennifer Lopez, and since then had always lived in a dark world.

Behaving like a shadow during the day, they only dared to roam at night.

Calling him the grim reaper was quite appropriate.

After all, like a ghost, he only dared to come out at night.

“You don’t know who I am?”

Julius Reed raised his eyebrows, incredulously saying, “Brothers, please get it straight! You came to kill me, could it be you’ve got the wrong person?”

“Mistaken identity… sorry, don’t take it personally.”

With a quick shift of his gaze, he immediately offered an apologetic smile, “Brother, we really made a mistake! Please forgive the inconvenience this has caused you. As for compensation, rest assured, five million, is that okay?”

They both had money, even a lot of it!

Each of them had assets worth over a hundred million.

But there was nowhere for them to spend it.

Clothing, food, shelter, and transportation – the Lopez Family provided everything, so there was no need for them to spend money.

Besides, they couldn’t move about during the day like normal people and enjoy life.

So to them, money was no different from waste paper.

“A mistake?”

Julius Reed felt some anger: “So if my skills had been poor, I would’ve just died for nothing?”

Did they think a mere mention of a mistake would let them off the hook?

Where on earth was there such a cheap deal!

Moreover, the moment these people had made their move, Aron Jackson had already sent a message, passing on all the details about Samurai and Director Ridge.

At the banquet in the Five-state International Building, Julius Reed had grasped all the intelligence on the two men, so he had been on guard all along.

After all, his wife was still in the car.

It was only after the car hit the road that he’d learned they were following him, planning to strike by causing a traffic accident.

“So what do you want to do…”

Director Ridge held the broken triangular military thorn behind him: “Brother, we’re not easy to mess with either! If you insist on fighting to the bitter end, I’m afraid it won’t be of any benefit to you, right?”

Kindness and authority, the usual tactics.

“That’s right! We brothers did indeed mistake you for someone else and caused you trouble. But if you’re willing to take the money, let’s pretend this never happened, and we can still become friends in the future.”

As Samurai spoke, his hand slowly reached for the hidden weapon box at his waist.

Paralyzing the enemy was not for the sake of living, but for the final strike!

If Julius Reed let down his guard, relying on Samurai’s darts skills, a single throw would ensure no one survived!

“This matter can be up for negotiation, but you might not be able to accept it.”

Julius Reed scratched his head, looking a bit troubled.

“But there’s no harm in speaking, after all, it’s our fault to begin with!”

Director Ridge immediately understood Samurai’s intention and began to engage with Julius Reed, trying to lull him into complacency.

“Since you tried to kill me, it’s only fair if I kill you once, right?”

Julius Reed let out a sly chuckle.

“Heh, brother, are you just playing us?”

Director Ridge’s eyes were constantly moving. Now that Julius Reed was enjoying the joy of a victor, it was the best opportunity!

“If that’s the case, then let’s drop it!”

Whoosh!

Seizing his chance, Director Ridge with the broken triangular military thorn in his hand suddenly slashed down at Julius Reed!

“Boss, make your move!”

He shouted angrily, trying to attract Julius Reed’s attention with his sudden strike, to give Samurai the chance to throw his dart!

“Die!”

Simultaneously, Samurai quickly grabbed his box, aimed it at Julius Reed, and triggered the mechanism!

Whoosh!

The dart whistled.

But Julius Reed seemed to vanish into thin air.

The dart flew straight through Director Ridge’s forehead.

Thud!

Director Ridge’s eyes bulged as he fell to the ground, dead with staring eyes.

Blood streamed from his head, slowly staining the ground red.

“What…”

The hidden weapon box dropped from Samurai’s hand to the ground, his mind went blank!

What on earth had happened!

“Hey, you really are ruthless, even killing your own brother when it comes down to it!”

Pfft!

Julius Reed appeared behind him at an unknown time.

As his words fell, the remaining half of the triangular military thorn plunged into Samurai’s back.

Ding-ding-ling!

Just then, the phone rang suddenly.

Julius Reed fumbled, pulling out a phone from Samurai’s chest pocket.

The incoming caller ID displayed 001.

“How did it go?”

Upon answering, Jennifer Lopez’s voice came through.

“It’s botched.”

A smile played on Julius Reed’s face, and he warned into the phone, “Miss Lopez, be careful of what’s outside your window.”