Not far away.
Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun were stunned.
They had expected Chen Jinzhao to win, but they hadn't expected him to win so thoroughly, completely disabling Black.
Wu Lingyun stammered, "Why do I feel like he kills people more skillfully than slaughtering a pig?"
Jiang Donghui nodded in agreement, "A butcher in a slaughterhouse wouldn't be much better, would he? Fortunately, you apologized to Brother Chen that night, otherwise, with Brother Chen's temper, he wouldn't have let you off so easily."
Reminded by him, Wu Lingyun felt a lingering fear.
Chen Jinzhao's invincible figure appeared in their minds, as if it had become a deep imprint, difficult to erase for a long time to come.
Wu Lingyun's firm belief was collapsing—
Before, she had always thought Chen Jinzhao was inferior to Qin Fengwu, but now it seemed she was wrong.
Jiang Donghui took a few deep breaths and then said to Wu Lingyun, "Fortunately, Brother Chen is fine. We'll go over after he deals with this Black person."
Wu Lingyun naturally had no objections.
If possible, she would even not want—or rather, dare not—approach Chen Jinzhao.
Upon the ruins.
Black knew he was doomed, but Chen Jinzhao had not continued to strike, causing his inner fear to build. He roared, "I will not betray my employer, so forget about it."
Chen Jinzhao did not force him, but instead fiddled with Black's body with the Tai Sui three-edged dagger.
Under Black's terrified gaze, some of his 'parts' were being dismantled by Chen Jinzhao. What was more dire was that Black only felt slight pain, not enough to make him faint.
This also meant that Black could watch Chen Jinzhao dismantle him into a pile of parts.
Until death!
He began to curse profusely, but Chen Jinzhao turned a deaf ear and continued to dismantle 'parts'.
Black finally felt a fear worse than death, and he yelled, "Chen Jinzhao, you butcher will be struck by divine retribution! Stop, stop!"
As time passed, Black's curses grew weaker, eventually turning into pleas, "Candle Dragon, if I tell you the employer's information, will you give me a quick death?"
Chen Jinzhao stopped his movements and said, "Naturally."
Black gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, then I'll tell you. The Ross family of Mitri instructed me to carry out the beheading operation against you, promising to pay me one hundred million US dollars after its success. My equipment was all provided by the Ross family. As for how they were brought into China, I have no idea. This is all I know, and nothing more."
"That's all?" Chen Jinzhao asked.
Cold sweat broke out on Black's forehead, and his whole body trembled, "I really don't know anything else about the Ross family."
Chen Jinzhao nodded, "Give me your contact information, and I'll give you a quick end."
Black told Chen Jinzhao that the contact information was on his phone and also gave him the unlock password. Since Chen Jinzhao got what he wanted, there was no reason to torment Black further.
"If you had said it earlier, it would have been fine."
"I'll send you on your way."
Black felt a sense of relief, and then closed his eyes.
Chen Jinzhao kept his word, thrusting the Tai Sui dagger into Black's heart, and after stirring it a few times, he pulled it out. Black's head twitched a few times, and he died on the spot with blood gurgling from his mouth.
A dignified S-class expert was killed by Chen Jinzhao in an nameless village.
The so-called West African Little King Kong thus perished.
And, unknown to anyone.
Chen Jinzhao found the phone among Black's belongings. After flipping through the contacts, he indeed found Snyder Ross's contact information and immediately dialed it back.
It was eleven o'clock at night in China, and eight in the morning on the other side of the ocean in Mitri.
In a manor on the West Coast, Snyder Ross had just returned from his morning run, accompanied by four or five bodyguards. His phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and didn't answer immediately, instead waving away the bodyguards first.
Snyder Ross lay on a lounge chair by the pool and asked with a smile, "King Kong, why are you calling me so early? Do you have good news for me?"
There was no response from the other end of the phone.
"Huh?"
"Why aren't you talking?" Snyder Ross found it strange.
Finally.
There was some sound from the other end of the phone, but it was not Black's voice, but Chen Jinzhao's.
Chen Jinzhao said in Chinese, "Mr. Snyder, good morning."
Snyder Ross immediately sat up from the lounge chair and asked in English with a frown, "You're not Black, who are you?"
This made him think of a very bad possibility.
Chen Jinzhao said with a light smile, "I am Chen Jinzhao, the target you wanted to hunt. Black is already dead, and I called specifically to inform you."
A chill spread from the bottom of Snyder Ross's heart, rapidly enveloping his entire body.
Snyder Ross could not believe that Black's operation had failed. Black's plan was tailor-made by the Ross family for him, and it should have been impossible to fail.
What had happened in the meantime?
"You killed him?" Snyder Ross asked.
Chen Jinzhao said with a smile, "That's right, his skills were too inferior. Next time you can send someone stronger."
Snyder Ross was so angry that smoke came out of his ears. Chen Jinzhao's words were clearly a serious provocation to the Ross family! He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, our Ross family will exhaust all means to kill you. You can't escape forever."
Chen Jinzhao couldn't help but chuckle.
It was an extremely unwise decision for the Ross family to oppose him for that fool Mick Ross.
"Then I'll be waiting," Chen Jinzhao said.
Snyder was almost infuriated to death early in the morning. He said again with a harsh tone, " In front of the Ross family, you have no capital to be arrogant. Young man, you might still have a chance to turn back now."
Chen Jinzhao laughed heartily three times, then hung up the phone.
Beep—
Snyder listened to the dial tone from the phone, his face almost frozen with ice.
He clenched his phone tightly, bloodshot eyes instantly filling his vision, "Well said, Chen Jinzhao, to make the Ross family so troubled. If I don't kill you, who else in the world will respect my Ross family?"
The death of one Black was insignificant; the Ross family had plenty of ways.
The supreme art of war is to frustrate the enemy's plans.
China, Jiangnan.
After Chen Jinzhao hung up Snyder's call, he saw Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun walking towards him.
When Jiang Donghui saw Black's miserable state, his face instantly turned pale. Wu Lingyun even bent over and vomited directly. Both of them were pampered young masters and ladies; how could they have seen such a bloody scene?
"I haven't finished dealing with Black's body yet, and you're already here?" Chen Jinzhao asked.
Jiang Donghui suppressed the churning in his stomach and said to Chen Jinzhao, "Brother Chen, thank you for saving us. We couldn't help you just now, so we came to see if there's anything we can do to help."
Chen Jinzhao waved his hand, indicating it was not necessary.
Jiang Donghui quickly patted Wu Lingyun's back. Wu Lingyun took out a tissue, wiped her mouth, and then walked to Chen Jinzhao with her head bowed, biting her lip as if making a big decision.
"Um... thank you."