The hot Bangkok was filled with a thick smell of sweat. The scorching sun seemed to turn the world into a big oven that could roast the living. However, residents and tourists braved the high temperature and were still wandering in the bustling Galoa District, running around to make a living and strolling around.
Sha Ho Club.
It was the top entertainment club in the Galoa District that was full of customers all year round and had a booming business. There were many entertainment programs here, and it was a paradise for people as long as they had money. Likewise, it was also the lair of Songzan, who controlled the entire underground forces in the Galoa District.
Amidst the undulating buildings, in the deepest and most inconspicuous corner, there were two low-rise houses among the lush old trees. Even the scorching sun in the sky couldn't shine on the two houses and the forest path.
"Boss."
A stocky man with a fierce face, wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, strode through the forest and came to the courtyard in front of one of the houses. His eyes were full of respect as he looked at the big man in white sitting on the sofa in front of the pool and called out in a deep tone.
Songzan looked up and lifted the brim of his sunhat and calmly asked, "What's up?"
"Someone outside wants to see you. He said he has a generous gift for you," said the big man. He's very strong. Six of our guards have already been seriously injured by him. Besides, I can smell blood on him. "
Songzan squinted his eyes and asked, "Have you found out his origin?"
The big man shook his head and said, "He's a new face. It's the first time he appears in front of us."
Songzan shook his head and smilingly said, "What an arrogant guy. He even dares to come to see me directly. Bring him here! I wanna see who dares to make trouble in my place under the pretext of giving gifts. "
"Understood!"
The big man replied and took out his mobile phone to dial a number, saying, "Bring him here."
A few minutes later.
Spectre, who was dressed in black casual clothes, sunglasses, and a sunhat, carried two black leather bags and came under the aim of the guns of more than a dozen strong men. As he walked to the sofa, he directly threw the two black leather bags in front of Songzan and then sat down on the sofa next to him. Crossing his legs, he said, "To be honest, this is the first time I've walked in front of someone openly, but it feels pretty good."
Glancing at Spectre, Sultan calmly said, "You're really arrogant. I hope your gift won't disappoint me. But before I look at your gift, would you like to introduce yourself, Sir? I … never interact with strangers, unless it's a matter of life and death. "
Spectre grinned and said, "I think you should see the gift I sent you first. Don't be fooled by your calm demeanor right now. I guarantee that after you look at my gift, you'll reveal an interesting expression. "
After a moment of silence, Sultan gestured to the burly man beside him. The strong man nodded silently and strode to the two black leather bags. He squatted down and opened the zipper. Suddenly, a bloody head appeared in front of him. The face of the head was familiar to him.
"Boss …"
The burly man's expression suddenly changed. He instantly pulled the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Spectre.
At this moment, Sultan also saw the two heads clearly. A murderous intent emerged on his face as he turned to look at Spectre and coldly said, "These two are my loyal subordinates and my capable generals. You're able to kill them, so you do have some ability. But I can assure you that you won't be able to leave this courtyard if you don't give me an explanation today. "
"Just these two trash?" Spectre disdainfully said. "And they're your capable generals? It seems that the famous Songzan is also a crooked and crooked man. That's right, to use the Chinese adjective, 'crooked and crooked'. It seems that my understanding of Chinese culture has improved recently. "
He leisurely took out a cigarette and sniffed it before lighting it up and taking a puff. As he exhaled the smoke, he spoke again, "This is the gift my Boss asked me to give you. He also wants me to warn you to restrain your men and not to come out to annoy him again for two days. My Boss will come here to visit you two days later. I hope you'll have a reason to live by then. "
"Who's your Boss?" asked Sultan in a deep voice.
Spectre didn't rush to speak. He leisurely smoked half of the cigarette and flicked the butt into the pool with his finger. Then, he got up and lightly said, "Do you think you can know my Boss's identity just because you want to? Let me give you a piece of advice. The most important thing is to think about how to survive. "
After saying that …
He took out a poker card inlaid with black gold from his pocket and calmly put it on the small round table, saying, "I used to leave this card to the dead, but you made me make an exception twice."
As his voice faded away, a golden thread instantly appeared between his fingers. As the thread swept across the burly man's neck, he laughed wildly and strode toward the courtyard's gate.
Gulp, gulp …
A tiny red mark appeared on the burly man's neck. As Spectre's footsteps left, the bloody mark continued to widen. In just a few seconds, the burly man's head was separated from his neck and fell to the ground, rolling to Songzan's feet.
"FUCKING BASTARD!"
Songzan abruptly stood up. Dozens of strong men around him pulled off the safety of their pistols. Songzan's eyes swept across the poker card inlaid with black gold. The flame-shaped black mist on the card was like a ball of demonic fire, burning his eyes.
"DON'T SHOOT!"
At this moment, Sultan's body suddenly trembled and his pupils violently contracted as he shouted.
The dozens of burly men who were about to shoot Spectre stopped pulling the trigger and looked at Sultan with a puzzled look.
Staring at Spectre's back, Sultan shouted, "You're Spectre? The number one assassin in the world, Spectre? "
Spectre's pace halted. He turned his head and sighed with a bit of regret, "What a pity. Do you know how much I wished your trash men would shoot me just now? My Boss ordered me not to rush to kill you, but he didn't say that I don't need to fight back if you want to kill me. Do you still remember what I just said, Sultan? You're the first person who made me come here openly, and the first person who received my Spectre Soul Captor alive. "
Sultan's heart violently trembled a few times and he fiercely shouted, "Since when did the number one assassin in the world, Spectre, become someone else's minion? Tell me, who's your Boss? "
Spectre turned around and walked outside. With his back facing Sultan, he said, "There's an old saying in Huaxia that haste makes waste. My Boss will come to visit you in person two days later. You'll naturally know then. "
Sultan clenched his fists and fiercely glared at Spectre's back as he left. Complicated emotions were surging inside. If it were someone else who came here today, he would've given the order to shoot them without hesitation. But Spectre … he was afraid. The number one assassin in the world was definitely the most terrifying existence. He didn't even have the confidence to order dozens of his men to shoot him.
"Boss!"
A burly man hurriedly called out.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Sultan angrily shouted.
After a while …
As Spectre's figure disappeared from Sultan's sight, he sat back on the sofa with an ugly expression. He looked at the three heads in front of him and fell into silence for a long time before he took out his mobile and dialed a number.
"Is something the matter, Sultan?"
A slightly hoarse voice came from the phone.
A respectful expression appeared on Sultan's face as he said, "I'm afraid I'm in trouble, Big Brother."
"Speak."
"It's the number one assassin in the world, Spectre. He just came to visit me. He injured six of my men and killed three of them. "
"What did you say? Are you sure it's Spectre? "The voice coming from the phone became a bit urgent.
"I can't tell if his identity is real or not, but he left the Soul Captor behind," said Sultan. "I've seen a picture of the Soul Captor before, and it's exactly the same as this one."
"Wait for me."
The other side was silent for a long time before replying in a low voice.
As the phone hung up, Sultan recalled what happened recently and immediately called his man, Alloway, telling him to come to his place at once. * * *
Amanda Five-Star Hotel.
Tan Xiu had just finished teaching Zhang Xinya how to identify the human body's acupoints when someone knocked on the door. As soon as he opened the door, Spectre immediately came to Tan Xiu and said, "I've met Sultan as per your order, Boss."
"Tell me the details," said Tan Xiu.
Spectre narrated the matter and finally said, "He's very afraid of me. I'm afraid he'll send someone to investigate me after I leave, and even you, Boss."
"He's the local tyrant here, so it'll be strange if he doesn't investigate us," said Tan Xiu indifferently. "But let him investigate us, as long as he doesn't bother me for the next two days. Also, I need you to help me investigate another matter. "
"What is it?"
"I need to know who the leader of the biggest underground force in Bangkok is. I want to see his detailed information before tomorrow night if possible."
"How about I contact my informant again?" asked Spectre.
"You can also get information in T Country?" asked Tan Xiu.
"My informants are in every country in the world, and they also belong to the Darkwind organization," said Spectre. "I can buy them with money if it's for my personal matters."
"The Darkwind organization?"
A cold glint flashed in Tan Xiu's eyes as he indifferently said, "Tell me the contact information of those informants. I'll buy them myself. As for you, I don't want others to know that you're my man now. "
"Someone already knows that I'm your man," said Spectre.
"You mean Sultan, right?" asked Tan Xiu. "Don't worry. He won't live for more than three days unless there's only one possibility."
"What possibility?" asked Spectre.
Tan Xiu didn't answer his question and instead slowly said, "Except for you who followed me to the outside world, all the people I brought out from labor camp 1319 are now on Clam Island. The outside world probably already knows that you've escaped from labor camp 1319. Try to keep a low profile in the future. I don't want to be targeted by some forces. "
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