Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Before long, the Azure Dragon behind Xuanwu appeared in the sniper's scope. Seeing the opportunity, the sniper pulled the trigger without hesitation.

biu!

A sniper bullet was fired at the head of the Azure Dragon, reaching a speed of 800 meters per second, which is basically supersonic!

In his view, Qinglong was doomed, so he paid little attention to Zhuque, who had already turned his gun around, and was about to pull the trigger again.

But what happened next made him feel like he had seen a ghost!

Suddenly, Qinglong felt a slight stabbing pain in his heart. His Spider Sense gave him an instant warning of impending danger, so he immediately sped up and instinctively ducked down.

call out!

Just as the Azure Dragon bent down, a bullet hole appeared in the ground not far away. Clearly, if the Azure Dragon hadn't dodged, it would have had a bloody hole in its head.

Immediately afterward, Qinglong's eyes locked onto a window on the upper floor, spotted the sniper, and without a word, raised his gun, aimed, and fired—all in one swift motion.

"Fuck!"

The sniper cursed under his breath, realizing his position had been exposed, and quickly got up to leave.

Pfft!

The next second, the bullet pierced his skull, and he fell helplessly to the ground, his blood gradually staining the surrounding ground red!

Even after seeing his target killed, Qinglong remained calm and continued forward.

On the other side, Jerome also dealt with the enemies who came to kill him and approached step by step. Although his marksmanship was not as perfect as the four White Tigers, it was still quite accurate.

Jerome was better at using the surrounding cover for attrition fire, and he also noticed the commotion on White Tiger's side, so shocked that he was speechless.

He had greatly underestimated the strength of these four people; they were monsters. After they appeared at the Continental Hotel, the other assassins were likely to suffer.

Meanwhile, Bach on the other side was already terrified and completely lost his composure.

He wondered if these were still the assassins from the Mainland Hotel. Weren't they supposed to be experts in assassination? Why were they showing up so openly and so brutally? They were nothing like the assassins he had ever seen before!

"Young Master Bach, we must leave here. Their individual combat capabilities are too strong. We can't defeat them without high-powered weapons," one of his men said anxiously.

"How could I not know! The key is how to get there. If you don't see anyone show their face, you'll be instantly killed. These people are watching you all the time," Bach shouted.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out, and Bach watched as his subordinate's body was blasted in half at the waist.

Cars in the vicinity also exploded one after another.

"Shit! What kind of weapon did they use? How could it penetrate concrete and bulletproof steel plates?!" Bach exclaimed in fear.

"Young Master Bach, it looks like they're using a Barrett sniper rifle. Only that weapon can be so effective. This place isn't safe anymore!"

Bach's expression was grim. What had he done to offend the Continental Hotel that they would send such an assassin to kill him? And this was practically an open assassination attempt!

Jerome also heard the commotion. He saw Qinglong walking and firing a Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle, and he froze on the spot.

He even rubbed his eyes uncertainly.

Depend on!

Is Qinglong's wrist made of iron? He can use the Barrett without any problems. I've never seen anything like it before. Is he just too young?

The four Xuanwu were getting closer and closer to Bach's location.

When it was less than ten meters away, Xuanwu started running. A member of the Gambino family in front of it kept firing in an attempt to stop it, but was quickly knocked away by Xuanwu's huge body, his ribs were broken, and he fell to the ground and could not get up.

biubiubiu!

Bang bang bang!

The three—White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Azure Dragon—formed a cross formation, dealt with the surrounding personnel, and finally arrived in front of Bach.

Bach was trembling all over, pleading repeatedly, "You're assassins from the Continental Hotel, spare my life! My father is one of the leaders of the High Table; if you kill me, you won't survive either!"

Faced with Bach's final threat, the four White Tigers remained unfazed, and Suzaku ended Bach's life with a single shot.

Jerome arrived slowly at that moment, saw Bach's body on the ground, took out a dagger, cut off a section of his finger and put it into a sealed bag.

Then he looked up at the white tiger and said, "Roar! You guys really impress me. I'm curious how you trained to have this kind of strength."

"But now we need to think about how to get out of here safely."

The white tiger said, "Come with me, we've already prepared an escape route."

Jerome then followed the White Tiger and his group to a gap in the wall that had been blown up. The five of them quickly changed out of their conspicuous equipment and into new clothes, and then followed the planned route, gradually moving away from the manor area.

The roar of helicopters began to fill the sky, and searchlights swept across the area.

Baihu and his group hid in the shadows and didn't encounter any police along the way. They left the dangerous area and got into a car to return to the Mainland Hotel.

Jerome and his companions entered the Continental Hotel.

Some people around them looked at them as if they were monsters.

They were well-informed, and many people were paying attention to the bounty, so they learned about it immediately.

"White Tiger, let's go find Weston. Once we submit the item, the bounty will be over." Jerome ignored the stares of those around him and walked towards a study.

Arriving at the study door, he opened it and went straight in, shouting, "Good evening, Weston!"

Weston was sitting on the sofa watching Titanic on TV.

Upon seeing Jerome and the others return, their gazes were also focused on them.

"You guys really made a big fuss this time!" Weston said.

"Enough with the nonsense, Bach is dead. Here's his finger; you can verify it." Jerome said, taking a sealed bag containing the severed finger from his pocket and tossing it to Weston.

Weston took the coin and placed it on the table, then continued, "Once everything is confirmed to be in order, the gold coin will be delivered to you. How you distribute it is up to you."

"By the way, Manager Mousse wants to meet you, White Tiger."

Upon hearing this, Baihu nodded, "No problem, I'm free anytime. Also, now that the bounty is over, we'll be leaving. We need to take a shower and rest after a night of strenuous activity."

Baihu stretched his shoulders as he spoke.

"Okay, let's talk again tomorrow."

After the four White Tigers left, Weston turned his gaze to Jerome. "How strong were they?"

"Very strong! Extremely strong! He's practically a monster!" Jerome stated his opinion without hesitation.

Weston looked surprised upon hearing this.

"How could you possibly give me such a evaluation?! What did you see that I saw?!"

Jerome muttered, "Would you believe me if I said their reactions are faster than a bullet?"