Winner Takes All

The meal was bland and unappetizing because of the situation Jack was in.

The assassination attempt by the old man signaled the start of the assassinations. At the same time, it also meant that the kill order sent out by the Dark Net Assassin Squad had become far more complicated. Jack even started to think about the scene from the zombie apocalypse.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The lure of a billion dollars! With the seduction of a huge reward, it was unpredictable how many people would throw caution to the wind and attempt the assassination.

In the afternoon, the hundred men security team finally arrived. More than ten helicopters flew towards the TM Villa district. It was extremely loud and caused a stir in the Villa district. Brent had informed Aiden earlier so that the villa residence management could ease the concerns of the residents.

Security equipment was unloaded from the helicopters. Looking at a large amount of equipment and security personnel, Jack had a feeling that they were going to transform the villa. But it was for the better. A complex system would provide more security and peace of mind.

Brent got them to secure Jack's room first and then proceeded to do other areas. This would enable Jack to rest more.

When Jack returned to his bedroom, he looked around and began to doubt what they had done in his room. Everything was the same as before like nothing was moved. The only change was there was some equipment next to the window.

"Master, there were many alterations but they were specially concealed." Brent followed Jack in and noticed his expression. He then walked over to the window and tapped on the window and said, "For example, this window is one-way glass and you can look out but others can't see in."

After that, Brent pointed to the other equipment.

"And these include infrared disarray and electromagnetic wave disruption and other features. The assassin could not use high tech to make an attempt from a distance. These four walls had also been reinforced with specialized materials."

This level of protection must be the same as those who have immense authority and responsibilities.

Brent's introduction was brief and must be just a portion of it. Jack also believed that there were other security features in the room. Otherwise, why would it take so much time for the hundred men security team to install them?

Jack looked again at the room that appeared untouched. But Jack was unable to laugh because the detailed and high-security features only went to show how dangerous the situation was. When he found out how many features there were in this small room, he became even more troubled.

Brent sighed and said solemnly, "Let's hope that it'll be enough."

Jack's heart sank and looked stunned at Brent. He thought that only he as the assassination target would have this feeling but he didn't expect Brent to have a similar reaction!

"Is it possible to penetrate so many layers of security?" Jack asked.

"Several years back for the Rothschild case, Rothschild built a fortress to protect himself." Brent loosened his grip and smiled with a heavy heart, "Master, a true killer's mind will exceed everyone's imagination." His voice was low but it filled the entire room with a murderous feel.

Jack stood in place and his lips quivered but he couldn't speak. He felt that his throat had tightened as if a large hand had strangled him. Don't mention talking, he even felt difficulty in breathing. Was this the end? Jack wondered.

Brent was one of the three assassins who successfully killed Rothschild. What he said would not be exaggerated. No one could escape death when it arrived.

"Master, have a good rest. Don't be too nervous. Just do whatever you want in the room as per normal."

Brent patted Jack's shoulders to comfort him but then he became solemn again, "Leave the rest to me and the security team outside."

"Thanks for your hard work." Jack nodded and walked to the window after the door closed.

The sun had set and the lights lit up outside.

One look and it revealed the peace and tranquility of the TM villa district.

From how things were, apart from believing Brent and the rest, there was nothing that he could do.

"It's that dreadful feeling again." Jack fumed and said to himself.

He fought so hard so that he would not feel helpless against external factors but in the end, he still could not escape the overwhelming tide.

His mother's death had caused his temperament to change. Even with his stark and pronounced change he still became helpless and for the sake of self-preservation, he had to lie to his wife so that she would go overseas.

Jack felt amused when he thought about this. The more he thought about it, the more he felt oppressed. He opened the window to a gap the width of a thumb to breathe some fresh air.

Clink clank!

Just as he opened the window, his phone slid down his trousers and onto the floor. Jack bent down to pick up the phone and just as he was about to stand up.

Boom!

A gunshot was heard.

Almost the same moment, Jack could feel some hot air blazed past him.

Smash!

His wedding photo with Amber hung on the opposite wall and the bullet penetrated Jack on the photo but didn't dent the wall.

"Fuck!" Jack was terrified and crouched at the wall.

He could see that the bullet had 'hit' him on the head in the photo. He was almost hit by this shot!

"Brent!" Jack yelled.

Almost at the same moment, footsteps could be heard from the corridor.

Thud!

The room door opened and Brent dashed in with several guards.

At the same time, Brent yelled, "Fuck! Fan outwards and find the shooter. Bring him back and kill him!”

As he shouted, Brent crouched and rushed towards Jack. His right hand held onto a gun as his left hand grabbed Jack's shoulder and said, "Master, come with me!"

Jack's face was pale and looked erratic. It was totally a survival instinct as he crouched together with Brent to leave the room. Just as they moved to the corridor with the guards, gunshots started to ring out from afar. The sound wasn't loud as it must be a distance from the villa.

Brent paused as he remarked, "Fuck! There's more than one shooter!"

Jack trembled.

Almost at the same time, Brent's two-way radio sounded, "Chief, request backup. There is an unknown number of attackers hiding in the thick forest. Three of my men are already down!" Brent stared angrily. The air in the corridor turned chillingly cold.

Jack's entire body felt numb. If it wasn't for his sense of reason, he would have stood up and run outside. But it would spell certain death if he were to run out now.

Before Brent could respond, the two-way radio crackled again.

"Chief! I saw him, it's Deadpool Mercenary!"

Deadpool Mercenary?

Jack frowned tightly and almost at the same moment he clearly felt Brent's large hand tremble. He could see Brent from the corner of his eyes that Brent's face turned momentarily pale. Brent very quickly said, "Retreat immediately and go into a defensive posture. Damn it! This is a notorious kill squad from the desert. Why did they participate in this assassination?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐