Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

But by then, the water bottle had already changed the magazine, slowly raised the gun, and aimed the muzzle directly at Taishan, who was speaking.

Upon seeing this, Taishan fully realized that the other party's target was him. His whole body trembled uncontrollably at this moment, and he kept retreating.

boom!

Aquarius fired a shot, and a bullet was aimed precisely at Taishan's forehead.

Whether by coincidence or good luck, Taishan stumbled as he retreated and fell to the ground, narrowly escaping the bullet.

Feeling death approaching, Taishan disregarded everything else and hurriedly fled in a sorry state to a nearby location, constantly using cover to try to avoid Shui Ping's gunfire.

Yuri was firmly blocked in front of him.

Seeing this, Aquarius showed no intention of pursuing. He suddenly swung his right arm and pulled the trigger with his index finger. A bullet shot out of the muzzle and headed straight for Yuris.

Upon witnessing this scene, Yuris closed his eyes in despair.

Howard Grant, Prince Tarak, and the others witnessed an astonishing scene: the bullet, which had been traveling in a straight line, was suddenly affected by something and turned slightly, narrowly missing Yuris's neck.

The bullet struck Taishan in the throat from behind.

Mount Tai's forward momentum came to a halt, and then he fell straight down, blood continuously flowing from his mouth.

At this moment, Taurus and Leo had finished dealing with the rest of the people and came to Aquarius's side.

Lion raised two MP5 submachine guns and sprayed bullets at Taishan's corpse. After confirming that the man was definitely dead, the three of them quickly left the scene.

The three disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and some people had not yet recovered from their fear.

Yuris opened his eyes in confusion, looking at the familiar surroundings with a puzzled expression. He subconsciously turned his head to look, and was instantly so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Looking at the somewhat gruesome corpse in front of him, Yuris could hardly believe that the person was Taishan, but the clothes and physique of the person, as well as the Rolex watch, told him that the corpse was indeed Taishan.

"Huff!" Pal began to pant heavily.

"Who did Mount Tai offend? Just three of them have gotten us into such a mess. If they wanted to make a move, we'd all be dead here!"

No one present refuted Pal's words.

Tatata!

The sound of hurried footsteps approached, and a small team dressed in military gear and fully armed entered the banquet hall. It was Howard Grant's elite security team.

Each of them was a top-notch retired special forces soldier, and they could always protect Grant's safety, but all of this failed.

The security captain quickly approached Grant and asked with concern, "Mr. Grant, are you alright?"

"Everything's fine for now, but did you see any suspicious people when you came up?" Grant asked.

Security Captain Sullivan shook his head and said, "Mr. Grant, no, we came here as soon as we received your emergency order, and we didn't encounter any suspicious persons."

Everyone was surprised to hear this.

How did those three people leave without running into the elite security detail?

Howard Grant then spoke up, "Sullivan, contact the mercenaries we have settled nearby and have them all come to the Grand Hotel. Also, send an armed helicopter over!"

"Have you dealt with those people down there yet?"

Sullivan nodded. "It's all taken care of. Although the other side were mercenaries, they seemed to be from a civilian organization. They didn't have any teamwork at all. We took care of them as soon as we made our move, leaving one alive."

"Where is he? Bring him here so I can see him!"

"No problem, Mr. Grant." Sullivan nodded, then gestured behind him, and two elite security team members quickly walked over, flanking a blood-covered figure.

"Stop hitting me," the man pleaded weakly.

Upon seeing this, Chen An frowned.

"Mr. Grant, this is one of the attackers. I wonder if they know anything about the people who attacked you," Sullivan said.

The elite security team members searched for useful information, their gazes calmly fixed on the wounded and the dead on the ground, all of them filled with disbelief.

Each of them was a retired special forces soldier, and it was possible to determine this from the ballistics. It was astonishing that only three people were responsible for this situation!

The three men had turned this place upside down; they couldn't fathom what kind of brutal fighting had taken place here before they arrived.

At this moment, Howard Grant approached the group and questioned them, "Which mercenary organization are you from? Why did you attack the Grand Hotel? Who issued the bounty for the Mount Tarzan mission?"

Grant asked several questions in quick succession.

After listening, the man slowly said, "We are the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group. Our leader was killed by your people. As for our target, he is indeed a man named Taishan. I don't know who is behind the mission, I only know that he is called Mr. Q."

"What about the three of you who escaped? Do you know their names?" Sullivan asked.

"I don't know, it was too chaotic at the time, and I don't know who escaped. I'm willing to pay one million US dollars to spare my life. This is the deposit that Mr. Q gave us. He said he would give us another ten million US dollars later."

Everyone immediately understood: these guys were just hotheads who dared to take on this job just because they heard about Mount Tai.

Furthermore, the three people who attacked them and the others were probably not even in the same league; these were just tactics to mislead them.

"Mr. Grant's money on the gambling table is gone!" Suddenly, a security guard strode over and said in a serious tone.

"The money is gone!" Grant exclaimed in surprise. Not only had the other party killed someone right under his nose, but they had also taken their money.

"Did the surveillance cameras capture anything?"

"No, the signal was lost during that time; the flickering light didn't convey any useful information!" The security guard's words reached the ears of those present.

"Fuck! Mark Ann, all the money we won is gone! I finally won one round!" Pal said angrily.

He wasn't regretting the money; it was because that was the only time he had ever won so beautifully!

Chen An looked regretful. "What a pity. But this Taishan Mouth is so foul, he probably offends people often. I wonder if we can find out anything."

"Black Wolf, you and Tarzan have had a falling out recently. Could it be that you arranged this?" Howard Grant looked at Black Wolf with suspicion.

"Mr. Grant, you saw the strength of those people just now. If I had their help, would Taishan still be alive today? My arms business would have expanded long ago!" Black Wolf did not defend himself, but gave a reasonable explanation.

Pal nodded in agreement. "Black Wolf is right. There's another person you all suspect, isn't there? That's Vincent. He runs away at the first sign of trouble. He's probably already left Damascus!"