It was already twelve o'clock at night. Albert, who had been watching Fang Yanxi, glanced at his watch. "Boss, that monkey should be arriving soon!"
"Mm."
Eddie Stevenson flicked the ash off his half-smoked cigar. A cool breeze blew, carrying the ash away. He took a sip of whiskey from his glass, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed, and asked, "Are their people ready?"
"Don't worry, boss. As long as we deal with that monkey, we can retreat before the Chinese police arrive!" Albert also sat on a dilapidated table, holding a glass of whiskey and drinking.
Their mission to kill Wan Yunting was not a reckless act. Knowing that Chinese police were difficult to deal with, they had already planned their escape route to ensure they could eliminate the target and withdraw from Chinese territory safely.
"Boss, I heard from the boss that kid is very capable." Albert said while sipping his drink.
Eddie Stevenson puffed on his cigar, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He certainly knew that the kid he was about to kill, Wan Yunting, was no ordinary person. He knew Wan Yunting was a very dangerous figure, having heard of his exploits against the Golden Triangle drug lord Peng Ka, then in Vietnam, and subsequently in Singapore. Therefore, Eddie Stevenson would not risk all his gang members entering China to kill for the boss.
"He just hasn't encountered us!"
Albert showed disdain. He looked down on their target, Wan Yunting. With a light laugh, he said, "If that kid had met us earlier, I would have sent him to see God long ago."
Eddie Stevenson waved his hand and smiled, "Tell Rick to keep a close eye and make sure we spot him when he enters."
"Understood."
Albert then used his earpiece to contact their companion. Frederick, who was stationed on the rooftop of the tallest building in the ruined housing complex and observing the surroundings with night vision binoculars, particularly the only path leading into the complex.
"Rick, what's the situation? Has that Chinese monkey arrived yet?" Albert asked.
Frederick, who was observing the surroundings, tapped his earpiece and replied, "Haven't seen him. He shouldn't be here yet."
"Mm, the boss said to keep a sharp eye out. That Chinese monkey is quite cunning," Albert said.
"Don't worry… Hmm!"
Frederick, holding the night vision binoculars, was looking towards a small patch of woods to the east. Suddenly, he seemed to see something on a tree. He immediately adjusted the binoculars, zooming in for a closer look. But the screen suddenly flickered, and there was nothing on the tree.
"What is it? Did you find something?" Albert asked immediately.
Frederick raised his eyebrows and carefully observed the surroundings again. Nothing seemed amiss. "Nothing found. Maybe I saw it wrong."
"Snap out of it. Don't fall asleep. After we deal with that monkey, I'll let you have his girlfriend first. She's an oriental beauty I've never seen before." Albert, sitting at the table, looked at Fang Yanxi, who was sitting beside him with her hands tied, with an evil glint in his eyes and a lewd grin.
"Oh? Then I'm looking forward to it."
Frederick also grinned maliciously, continuing to watch the surroundings of the ruined housing complex with his night vision binoculars. In the darkness, the night vision mode could still clearly distinguish things around them.
Albert tapped his earpiece again and called out, "Locke Locke, what's the situation on your end?"
At this time, at the back of the complex, a tall black man, dressed in black combat attire and holding an SR-47 assault rifle, was barely visible in the pitch-black environment. If not for his gleaming white teeth and the whites of his eyes, he might have been invisible. "Everything is normal."
"Good, keep a close watch. Don't let that monkey sneak in."
After speaking, Albert contacted Karl, who was guarding the entrance of the ruined housing complex, to inquire about his situation. Everything was also normal.
Retana and Wallis were guarding another direction of the ruined housing complex. It could be said that all four directions were manned, ensuring that Wan Yunting could not sneak in.
But they were still too confident.
On the rooftop, Frederick held his night vision binoculars, looking towards the entrance of the ruined housing complex. After a moment, he mumbled to himself, "That monkey should be here by now…"
"Are you looking for me?"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, making Frederick stiffen. Even before he turned around, he could feel as if a fierce wolf was staring at him from behind. This feeling reminded Frederick of last year when they were on a mission in Jordan and encountered a pack of wolves, being stared at by their alpha.
At this moment, Wan Yunting stood silently five meters behind Frederick, his pupils emitting two green rays of light in the darkness, like those of a death god staring at Frederick. The killing intent emanating from him was like a cold current seeping into Frederick's spine, making his heart skip a beat. Frederick froze.
After about three seconds of stillness, Frederick, whose right hand had already gripped the handle of the pistol in his waist holster, no longer hesitated. He turned, drew his weapon, aimed, and pulled the trigger…
But just as his finger was about to press the trigger, Wan Yunting appeared before him, his large hand directly grasping the pistol in Frederick's hand. Under Frederick's wide-eyed astonishment…
The Ruger P85 pistol in Frederick's hand was like mud in Wan Yunting's steel-like grip, as he directly crushed and bent it, sending parts flying…
The entire process was witnessed by Frederick's eyes, and in that brief moment, a thought echoed in his mind: "Oh my God, how is this possible…"
*Bang!*
Wan Yunting swung his fist, as large as a sandbag, and in the moment Frederick was stunned, he landed a heavy blow on his right cheek. Even his earpiece was knocked flying, along with several of Frederick's teeth…
His body was also sent airborne. Mid-air, he spun horizontally, his head tilting towards the ground, and then slammed heavily onto the concrete rooftop. Frederick felt his ears buzzing, his mind going blank for an instant, completely losing his ability to function or resist…
*Pfft!*
Then Wan Yunting raised his foot and kicked Frederick's face with the back of his sneaker. The entire person on the ground spun forward like a top, spinning out four or five meters, almost flying off the rooftop.
Finally, he stopped. Frederick's body went limp. His nose bridge was flattened, the bones in his entire face were crushed and deformed, and he was as dead as could be.
Wan Yunting's expression was cold, his fierce eyes devoid of any emotion. Killing these people was no different from killing those drug dealers; he felt no guilt or discomfort.
Wan Yunting walked to the edge of the rooftop. He narrowed his eyes, and two faint green lights flashed in his pupils, like a snake's eyes. Even in the dark night, he could clearly see things hundreds of meters away.
Therefore, he disdained the night vision binoculars on the ground. He narrowed his eyes and began to observe the entire ruined housing complex, pinpointing the locations of the mercenary group members.
Wan Yunting knew exactly who these people were. If he appeared in front of them head-on, they would surely harm Fang Yanxi.
So, to prevent any accidents, Wan Yunting chose to use surprise attacks to eliminate them one by one!
According to the findings of Wu Bochen and others, the group consisted of eight people, but now only seven were in the ruined housing complex!
The missing one was likely the one who had used a sniper rifle to shoot Niu Qiuling in the city earlier. However, he did not know his current whereabouts.
Wan Yunting put these matters aside for the moment. He squinted at a废弃楼 (abandoned building) in front of him, clearly seeing a tall foreigner sitting on the edge of the third floor, smoking a cigar and drinking wine, enjoying the cool night breeze.
One of them, sitting at a table, also held a glass of wine and was chatting and flirting with Retana via earpiece, clearly enjoying himself.
"Yanxi…!"
Wan Yunting's eyes suddenly widened. He saw Fang Yanxi sitting on the ground beside Albert, her hands tied. She had her head down, her face expressionless, with blood flowing down her fair neck. This made Wan Yunting clench his teeth, and an astonishing killing intent erupted from his entire body.
Wan Yunting then no longer hesitated. He turned and quickly went downstairs, starting with the black man Locke on the west side. He saw Locke sitting on the third floor with his gun, staring towards the west side of the abandoned housing complex, eating chocolate out of boredom.
Then he tapped his earpiece and contacted Frederick, saying, "Rick Rick, what's going on over there? Why hasn't that Chinese monkey appeared yet? I'm so bored."
At this moment, Frederick's earpiece lay on the ground, but Locke's words could no longer be heard by anyone.