Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

The assassins and security personnel instantly engaged in a fierce battle on the cruise ship. Gunshots rang out like a dense rain of bullets, filling the entire ship with an atmosphere of tension and fear.

Countless guests scattered and fled into the building. The security guards they brought were no match for these assassins, who were considered professionals who had carried out several missions in mainland hotels.

If Qinglong and his team hadn't taken care of all the elite assassins at the Continental Hotel in New York, this operation would have been even faster!

A fierce firefight was taking place in a corridor, with countless bullets whistling past and hitting the surrounding ship structure. People were hit from time to time and fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Da da da!

Just then, Gordon arrived with Cobra security, instantly taking control of the area. He quickly locked onto the enemy's location and opened fire with a rapid-fire shot.

In the blink of an eye, three assassins were killed.

With Gordon's intervention and the arrival of other security personnel, the assassins' advance was slowed, but more assassins attacked from all directions, pushing the situation in a worse direction once again.

Seeing this, Gordon said to Cherno beside him, "You guys stay here and continue holding the line. I'll go deal with the assassins on the other side!"

Without hesitation, Gordon quickly ran towards the other side of the corridor.

"Do you need any help?" Cherno asked.

"No need," Gordon said without turning his head.

........

Inside the private room, silence remained. No one had the leisure to speak; they had all heard the gunshots coming from outside, which were getting closer and closer.

Carlo Gambino and Jimmy Genoa had been waiting for so long, and the assassins they had sent still hadn't broken through. They were getting impatient and felt like they were sitting on pins and needles!

Oris frowned, his eyes darkening.

This Carlo is a complete waste. Despite having the advantage of superior equipment, he still couldn't defeat the few security guards who only carried rifles. It seems I'll have to send someone I've arranged myself.

Fortunately, the people he arranged were absolutely foolproof; each of them had undergone private training, and their equipment was also privately made.

Even the world's top mercenaries are no match for them. No matter how many of them are sent, it's just a matter of time!

He then gestured with his eyes to Venus behind him.

Seeing Oris's look, he instantly understood and quietly pressed a transmitter hidden in his sleeve that was unaffected by signal jammers, allowing the signal to be transmitted to a specific instrument.

However, Chen An detected all of this using his sonic positioning ability. He raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mr. Oris, I recall you didn't seem to have many security personnel with you. Aren't you worried that someone might try to harm you later?" Chen An said, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the private room.

Oris, already furious upon hearing this, didn't bother to reply. "That's none of your business. Mind your own business, or you'll be dying without even knowing how you died!"

"Maybe all these people are here to see you, otherwise how would you know there was an attack?"

Chen An said, "Mr. Orris, you can't say such things. I could say you secretly planted men on the ship to launch a sneak attack."

Upon hearing this, Oris trembled, deeply shocked.

Even Venus behind him quickly tightened the transmitter hidden in his sleeve.

Oris looked at Chen An with suspicion and uncertainty. What else did the other party know? Even the people he had arranged on the cruise ship knew. This could not possibly be a coincidence.

Now that the other party is sitting here so calmly, is he fearless or just putting on a brave face? At this moment, Chen An is making him more and more wary.

Oris was certain that the people he had arranged were not so easy to discover, and he was very curious about what methods Chen An had used!

"Oris, is what Chen An said true or false?" Su Shimin also sensed something was wrong and asked.

"President Su, I gave you face by not holding what happened earlier, but you can't just side with your own people and believe whatever they say." Oris would never admit it now.

If the matter is exposed, he will have no choice but to kill everyone present. These people all have backgrounds and connections, and their deaths will definitely cause a sensation, which he will not be able to cover up.

"Chen An, you've been acting strangely from the very beginning. What do you know?" someone asked curiously.

Chen An shrugged. "You wouldn't believe me even if I told you, so let's wait until this is over before we talk about it."

Then he waved to Anxing.

When An Xing came closer, he said, "Go help Gordon. Those guys are well-equipped. He can't hold on. Just leave one alive."

"Understood, sir." An Xing nodded, then stepped out of the private room.

Oris listened with a solemn expression. How did the other side manage to do that? They even knew he had given the order to act. Fortunately, the other side only sent one person. It seemed they had underestimated the combat power of his killing squad.

It shouldn't have much of an impact, and the fewer people on Stephen Schwarzman's side, the better, as it will be easier to carry out the operation later!

Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on Oris's face.

.......

at the same time.

Gordon leaned against a dilapidated decorative wall, panting slightly as he tried to regain his strength.

His clothes were torn in many places, revealing muscles underneath that, though not muscular, were well-defined and full of explosive power.

All around, the bodies of many assassins lay scattered about.

"I'm really getting old, I get out of breath after just a little activity," Gordon muttered self-deprecatingly.

However, at that moment, his ears twitched slightly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp as knives.

With a nimble roll, he concealed himself behind a corner, gripping the HK416 assault rifle he had picked up from the assassin's corpse, the muzzle steadily pointing in the direction from which the footsteps were coming.

The heavy footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, each step seeming to pound on one's heartbeat, bringing an increasingly strong sense of foreboding.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps appeared at the end of the corridor.

Gordon reacted swiftly and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Da da da!

A burst of bullets aimed precisely at the opponent's face.

Ding ding ding!

However, when the bullet struck the black full-coverage helmet, it only sparked a few dazzling flashes before being easily deflected, leaving only a few shallow white marks on the helmet's surface.

"Damn it! What kind of equipment is this?!" Gordon's expression changed, and he immediately turned his gun around, aiming at the other man's chest and firing again.

The result was the same; the bullets only left negligible dents on the opponent's thick tactical vest or armor.

The attackers also located Gordon.

He suddenly raised the menacing M249 light machine gun in his hand and unleashed a storm of metal at a terrifying rate of 900 rounds per minute toward Gordon's hiding place!

"Shit!" Gordon cursed, then without hesitation holstered his gun and retreated rapidly.

Puff puff!

A fierce hail of bullets followed.

Faced with such ferocious firepower, the iron partitions and cement walls were as fragile as paper. The spot where Gordon had just been was instantly riddled with holes, and debris flew everywhere.

Upon seeing this, the member of the killing squad immediately gave chase with heavy steps.

The holographic display on his helmet lit up, integrating night vision and thermal imaging capabilities. Even in dimly lit or smoky environments, it could clearly capture Gordon's heat source signals, compensating for the obstructed vision.

When Gordon reached an area on the second floor of the cruise ship, he suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead, another member of the killing squad, dressed in the same attire, was using heavy firepower to suppress and eliminate the scattered security resistance.