Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

Meanwhile, Kimi Byrne and Millard were both in a bad mood after receiving news of the operation's failure.

"Millard, what's going on here! Didn't I tell you to capture Brandon's daughter? It's obvious they're not planning to leave her alive! Do you know how much of a mess this is?!"

Faced with Kimi Byrne's roar, Millard's face also turned ugly. "I didn't know the Continental Hotel would be so ruthless, clearly intending to kill the target. This time, I misjudged the situation."

"What's the point of saying all this now? If we succeed, great, but if we fail, Brandon will definitely investigate thoroughly, and we'll all end up in jail!" Kimi Byrne said.

"By the way, did you also issue a bounty for Mark Ann to the Continental Hotel? Just withdraw it; we can't expose any more clues."

Hearing this, Millard shook his head. "No, I don't know why, but the Continental Hotel is not accepting this Mark Ann's bounty. I asked them but they didn't answer. I feel that this Mark Ann seems to be a very important person."

"And I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before."

Upon hearing this, Kimi Byrne's expression shifted slightly. "Even the Continental Hotel wouldn't take on this bounty, which proves the other party is definitely not simple. No wonder those assassins they sent out failed. What a bastard! This Brandon always has such good luck, running into benefactors!"

At this moment, Millard took out his phone and started looking through some previous information, and soon understood why he felt he had heard this name somewhere before.

Mark Ann and Chen Ann are actually the same person!!!

With such power and followers, he could very well be the one to destroy the Creek family. He had recently learned of Kree Weddell's death.

"Damn it! What a small world! I have a grudge against this Mark Ann. Mr. Bourne, I'm certain this Chen An is directly connected to the destruction of the Kree family. You can have him arrested!"

"The Kree family?" Kimi Bourne asked, puzzled. "You mean the Kree family that was wiped out by a mysterious force recently, the one that specialized in smuggling?"

"Yes!" Milad nodded.

"But without evidence, and with Brandon backing them, this approach simply won't work. The immediate priority is to resolve the current problem; Brandon is definitely more suspicious of me now!"

As he listened to Kimi Byrne's words, Millard's eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

..........

Los Angeles is buzzing tonight. Chief Brandon personally ordered, with the mayor's permission, that countless police officers be deployed to arrest the mainland hotel killers who fled after participating in the operation.

At this moment, inside a residential building, a bodyguard dressed in a police uniform was walking down the stairwell, sniffing the air as he activated the [Tracking] ability.

The unique scent of mainland hotel silver coins reached his nose, and the assassin instantly locked onto an area, quickly heading there.

They quickly stopped in front of a house. Activating their sonic positioning ability, they saw through the door the scene inside: three assassins from the Mainland Hotel were waiting inside.

One man had an arm injury and was having it bandaged with simple gauze, while the other two held guns in their right hands and remained vigilant.

Seeing this, the assassin raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The three assassins inside the house instantly became alert.

"Police! Open the door. This is the Los Angeles Police Department. We need to ask you a few questions. If anyone is here, please respond." The assassin said in a completely emotionless tone.

The three assassins remained silent, wanting to pretend no one was around and get the other party out of there as quickly as possible, not wanting to cause any trouble.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no movement from outside the door, the three assumed the other party had left and relaxed considerably.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud crash brought them back to their senses. The door, which had been there, was now smashing towards an assassin at an alarming speed!

"Fuck!" The other two assassins' pupils shrank upon seeing this, and they immediately opened fire, shooting more than a dozen shots at the door, but there was no response.

Just as they were reloading, two flashbangs rolled into the living room.

Upon witnessing this scene, the three assassins looked terrified, instinctively covering their ears and seeking cover.

Boom!

Two loud bangs followed, and a bright white light illuminated the room as if it were daytime. The sharp explosions pierced the eardrums of the assassins.

Even if they cover their ears, they can't stop it.

Seizing the opportunity, the assassin slipped into the house, completely unaffected, and raised his pistol to fire a series of shots, killing both assassins instantly.

As for the remaining assassin, the assassin deliberately spared his life, only striking his limbs to cripple him and render him unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the suicide bomber picked up the walkie-talkie on his chest and called for reinforcements.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, Chen An's planted agents within the police department all displayed their prowess tonight, finding and capturing all the assassins except those hiding in the Mainland Hotel!

Chen An smiled slightly as he watched all this.

He thought to himself that this was a great achievement, after all, it was an order personally given by Director Brandon, and its nature was definitely different from the previous ones.

One Hogg is no longer enough for Chen An; he needs to train more assassins like Hogg, not only in Los Angeles but also in other developed cities.

If he could only summon fifteen assassins a day, he would have already deployed his assassins to every region of America!

Meanwhile, several armed police cars were parked in front of the Continental Hotel in Los Angeles.

Hogg was wearing a bulletproof vest and holding an M4 assault rifle. Several squad members, mostly suicide squad members, stood beside him, except for one veteran police officer.

They were also under orders from Chen An to capture the assassins hiding inside the Mainland Hotel; they hadn't dared to take action like this before.

But the situation is different now. Brandon has spoken personally, so mainland hotels have to think twice!

"Hogg, don't be impulsive! This place isn't an ordinary hotel; it's very eerie, and police officers rarely go in here," the veteran officer warned.

Hogg remained expressionless. "Finch, you stay outside. I'll go in with the others and take a look. According to the surveillance footage, the assassin who attacked Chief Brandon's daughter is inside this hotel."

Without waiting for a reply, Hogg led his men straight ahead, passing through the familiar revolving door to enter the hotel. The interior was basically the same as that in New York.

The arrival of the police instantly alerted the assassins inside the hotel.

They were quite surprised that police had entered the mainland hotel, which made some people vaguely realize that something was wrong.

Tatata!

A black man in a suit stepped forward, smiling, and said, "Officers, what can I do for you? I'm Elijah, the butler of this hotel."