Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Before we knew it, it was five o'clock in the evening.

Inside Matteo Cauca's stronghold, drug lords from Northern Santander and the surrounding area have once again gathered.

One could see figures sitting calmly on either side of the long table, while Matteo Coca sat in the central seat.

"My men were attacked in Bogotá today and they are all dead. It's confirmed that it was Hydra that sent them to attack us."

Matteo Cauca's words resonated with everyone present.

Some people snorted coldly, not caring at all, while others frowned, feeling that things had far exceeded their expectations. They didn't expect the other party to send people directly, which meant that their lives were in danger at any moment!

"Kokka, why did things turn out like this? Couldn't we have negotiated?" one of them said with a reproachful tone.

He's already doing well just by staying within his own little plot of land; he simply can't withstand this kind of disruption!

"They've gone too far, demanding a hundred million US dollars. If you're willing to pay that, I can talk to Hydra," Matteo Coca said, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

He knew that once he said that, no one would object anymore, and his goal would be achieved.

As expected, almost everyone's pupils widened and their faces were filled with disbelief upon hearing this.

"One hundred million US dollars? Do they think the dollar is worth Zimbabwean dollars? What a pipe dream!"

"Damn it! This is the first time I've seen people who are even more ruthless in their extortion than us. We have to teach this Hydra a lesson!"

"Kokka, we misunderstood you. Since the other party is so disrespectful to our Kokka Group, let's cooperate and wipe them out."

The group, who initially had differing opinions, were now united in their indignation upon hearing that they had to hand over one hundred million US dollars!

"I'm very satisfied with everyone's attitude." Matteo Coca smiled and continued, "I've already sent men to Los Angeles to assassinate Hydra's boss, Chenlong."

"However, you need to find this group from Colombia."

"No problem!" a thin man with a hooked nose laughed. "I, Zabu, am the best at finding people. Does Kaoka have the other person's appearance or build?"

After hearing this, Matteo Coca gestured to the butler behind him.

Seeing this, the housekeeper also took out a few photos and quickly handed them to these people.

When Zabu picked it up, he saw that the photo showed the scene of the archer and others walking out of the airport. The appearances of the twelve people were also captured without any concealment.

"Are these... really these people?" Zabu asked doubtfully.

"What? Is there a problem?" one person asked, puzzled.

Zabu looked surprised. "This is the first time I've ever seen such a complete photograph. Usually, it's either a blurry portrait or someone covering their face, but these twelve people look like they're here on vacation, without any attempt to conceal themselves. It's as if they're telling us, 'We've arrived!'"

"Hmph! How arrogant! What do they take our Kaoka Group for? A child's game?" one of them said angrily after hearing Zabuwei's analysis.

"Alright." Matteo Coca raised his hand to interrupt, looking at Zabuwei. "Whether they intentionally let us know or not, just send someone to find them. It's not just us; the police are looking for these people too."

At this point, Matteo Coca sneered, "They're really stupid to dare to kill someone in the street. Even we have to consider whether it's worth it."

"This undoubtedly shows that the other side is not so scary. They are just some mediocre amateurs. Hydra probably sent them to scout things out."

After listening, Zabu nodded, "Okay, I'll have someone search around Bogotá right away. We'll definitely have news within a day."

"Yes, the others should also go and look for them. By the way, arrange for as many people as possible to protect them these next few days. Even if the other party is an amateur, we need to be careful," Matteo Coca reminded.

"Hahaha, of course, we've already hired a mercenary group, we won't die." Zabu said confidently.

"Alright, everyone, you can leave now. I'll contact you again if anything comes up."

Upon hearing this, the group did not linger and got up to leave.

After the person left, Matteo Coca waved, and the butler stepped forward, bowed slightly, and waited for what was to come.

"Contact Lieutenant Kyle and have him set up checkpoints around Bogotá. Find these twelve men for me. We absolutely cannot let them leave Bogotá, or it will become a problem."

"Yes, boss!"

The butler nodded heavily.

"Go."

Soon only Matteo Cocca remained. He picked up his whiskey, took an elegant sip, smiled faintly, and muttered, "Chenlong, you're dead. I'm not only going to get back those tons of drugs you stole, I'm going to torture you properly!"

..........

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky gradually darkened.

Downstairs at a high-end apartment building in Boston, Mary Sue Lydia, dressed in a dark business suit with her wavy black hair flowing over her shoulders, strode into the lobby carrying a briefcase.

She took the elevator to the sixth floor, walked to her front door, and habitually scanned her surroundings to make sure no one was following her before taking out her key from her bag and inserting it into the lock.

"Click".

The door opened.

Leah stepped wearily into the entryway, kicked off her high heels, put on slippers, tossed her briefcase onto the sofa, and took off her coat.

Just as she was about to turn on the light, she suddenly froze.

wrong!

My pet cat hasn't shown up yet. Usually at this time, it would lazily come over or meow softly.

Tread!

A series of footsteps sounded.

"Who's there! Come out!" Mary Sue Lia quickly pulled out a mini pistol with a capacity of about six rounds from inside her sleeve, and slowly retreated towards the kitchen, where her HK416 assault rifle was located, which she needed to retrieve.

Just then, two dark figures appeared on the balcony in the distance, moving with ghostly speed as they attacked Mary Sue Lia.

boom!

Almost simultaneously, she pulled the trigger without hesitation, pointing the gun directly at one of them.

A bullet was fired at supersonic speed, but the other party suddenly drew a dagger from his waist and swung it swiftly.

Ding!

The bullet struck the blade of the dagger precisely and bounced away!

This scene left Mary Sue Lia wide-eyed, feeling as if she hadn't slept well the night before. A knife blocking a bullet—was that even humanly possible?!

Scorpion had already reached Leah, kicked the gun out of her hand, and then grabbed her by the throat, instantly subduing her!

"Cough! Who...who are you? I can give you money if you want."

The archer walked to the side and turned on the living room lights. The blinding white light made Mary Sue Lia close her eyes briefly.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the figures and appearances of the two archers. He began to think quickly, but he could not find any trace of them in his memory, so he could confirm that he did not know them.

But why did they come looking for me?

"Scorpion, loosen your grip," the archer said.

Upon hearing this, Scorpion waved his hand and tossed Mary Sue Leah onto the sofa, while Sagittarius sat down opposite him with a faint smile.

"We don't want money, we're here to find you."

Leah sat up, tidying her messy hair. Hearing the other person's words, she frowned. "You came to see me? What's the matter?"

"Marie Sue Lydia, you don't want your KGB identity to be known, do you?"