The shell fell to the ground, and blood was flying.

The gunshots that followed one after another were finally buried in the rumbling mechanical sounds.

Dozens of lives withered in the morning sun.

The reason why the God of Killing is a God of Killing is not because of how strong his ability is, nor because of how strong his body is.

It is because his understanding of "killing" and his concentration and execution of "killing" activities have reached a level beyond the reach of "people".

Strength, speed, fighting skills, superpowers, super five senses, marksmanship, etc., are just the conditions and preparations made by Jack to kill people; these factors, just like this, there are people stronger than him in the world.

But those people cannot be the god of killing.

Only Jack Anderson...the man who defines the "killer" principle of this era can bear this name.

Dong--

When the last Qianming assassin in the factory was shot and fell to the ground, Jack also stopped shooting.

Even if he had to deal with so many fully armed killers at the same time, and there were several combat-oriented abilities among them... that was quite difficult.

When Jack walked back to the first floor, a coolness suddenly irritated the skin on his lips. He instinctively raised his hand and touched it, and then saw a touch of redness.

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded at the railing on the second floor: "Sure enough... the ability like 'time stop' should not be used repeatedly in a short period of time."

Jack has heard this voice.

He turned around and looked up and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

The girl looks very clean, and she has no makeup or bookishness.

The last time Jack saw her, she was wearing an ordinary long-sleeved shirt and carrying a flower basket in her hand. Her eyes also showed deep fatigue and sadness.

But this time, she was wearing a slim black suit, a strange mechanical device on her wrist, and her face... was covered with Chris and Leng Ran.

"Who are you?" Jack asked because he could feel that the other party was not Gallo's person.

"Olivia Ducho," she replied.

As he finished speaking, Jack frowned slightly, his mind buzzing.

Some things that bothered him became clear, but many things that were originally clear became chaos.

"Is it a little strange?" Olivia saw his doubts and continued with a smile, "Ha... After all, according to what Charles said, Olivia should be at least twenty-four or twenty-five."

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"I'm just an intermediary. The world is about to change, so what can I do?"

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At this moment, the bartender smoked a cigarette and smiled bitterly quickly flashed in front of Jack's eyes.

"Charles is your man?" Jack continued.

"Ha... I think very quickly, Mr. Anderson." Olivia continued, "But you are not exactly..." She paused, "Charles is not my subordinate, he just had to obey me for some reason."

"But he has no relatives." Jack's words sounded a little out of the blue, but in fact his thinking was right.

"Yes, everyone thinks he doesn't." Olivia replied, "But I still found out through some way... Charles has an illegitimate child who grew up in an adoptive family and is currently studying at the University of Golden Lion County."

"He's doing your business for a illegitimate child who has almost never met and who may not know his existence at all?" Jack asked.

"Ha..." Olivia smiled, "Didn't you come and drop Qian Ming's headquarters for a bitch who has only met twice?"

When she said this, Jack had already discovered the abnormal movements around him through his hearing...

A few seconds later, dozens of figures appeared on the second floor; there was no doubt that these people were also "Qianming". However, they were not loyal to Galo, but to Ducho.

At the same time, a female killer, Angel, who was tied up with her hands and her mouth blocked, came to Olivia's side.

Although it was nearly ten meters away, Jack had clearly seen some blood stains oozing out of Angel's clothes on his ribs, and some strange noises were still making her body.

When Angel saw Jack, she shouted excitedly at the first time, but because her mouth was sealed with tape, she could only make an vague groan.

Bang-

"Be quiet." Olivia didn't even look at Angel, and slapped the latter in the face.

Angel's shout was instantly suppressed by the slap, and she knelt on the ground and sobbed weakly.

"I'll say hello to you before you do something that will make you regret." Olivia then said to Jack, "I have embedded an explosive device on Angel's ribs that cannot be removed in a short time..." She raised her left hand and showed the thing on her wrist. "The one worn on my hand is the detonator." She paused for a moment, and continued, "If my pulse stopped, or lowered to a certain level, the bomb would explode; if I press the detonation switch directly...explode; if the time comes, the bomb has not been removed properly...exploded."

"I understand." Jack almost instantly understood the other party's intentions. "You just say whatever you want..." He put away the two guns in his hand. "I won't stop time and shoot you while you are talking."

Seeing this, Olivia smiled with satisfaction and said, "First of all, I have to thank you, Mr. Anderson... you helped me solve this big problem with Gallo."

At this moment, Olivia was able to appear here with his men, which shows that Gallo's secret whistle placed near the textile factory and the people who did not participate in the encirclement and suppression of Jack... have been wiped out by them; and after all these core members died, those who obey Gallo in other branches around the world were not troubled.

"You're welcome." Jack's response was quite self-deprecating.

"Secondly, I have to say something..." Olivia paused for a moment and said, "You have become too kind and weak compared to you in the past..."

"What was me like in the past?" Jack asked.

"When you heard me talk about the 'pulse' in the past, you probably had a shot to break me up." Olivia replied, "The subsequent explosion can just cover your next round of massacre."

"You seem to know me very well?" Jack said.

"Ha..." Olivia smiled, "In the past, I often heard my father tell you stories. Although you are not his subordinate and refuse to join any organization, he still appreciates you very much... However, today, after my personal "test", the conclusion was..." She shrugged, "Either those legends are fake, or you have changed."

"Test?" Jack asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" Olivia said, suddenly taking something out of her pocket - a rose wrapped in plastic paper.

This is undoubtedly the one that Angel took away from Jack's room that day and left it at home.

"Do you think what I bought from me that day was just a basket of ordinary flowers?" Olivia pulled the plastic paper away, grabbed Angel's hair with a sneer, and inserted the flower roughly into the latter's hair. "This is a wireless monitor that can avoid all the non-military-grade scanning devices on the market, and even Jack Anderson's hearing cannot be detected."

"So... everything that happened that night was actually under your monitoring..." Jack continued in a deep voice, "and the person who gave Marino's orders was not someone else, but you."

"Of course," Olivia replied, "But don't get me wrong. That ridiculous assassination plan was not arranged by me with the intention of 'wanting to kill you'... My level is not that bad, and I never think you will die under that plan.

"Send a high-end bitch who has taken the 'Mantis' to the door and send Marino and the others to kill you. The point is not to succeed or not, but to 'observe your reaction'.

"In the initial stage of layout, it is most important to roughly understand your behavioral patterns and moral bottom lines."

"For this..." Jack said coldly, "Are you ready to let three loyal subordinates and an innocent man die?"

"Listen to yourself, Mr. Anderson." Olivia shook her head and said, "Look at what you have become?

"In the past, in order to succeed in your operation, you could kill everyone who stood in front of you without hesitation... Bodyguards, colleagues, federal agents, civilians...

“And what about now?

"You distributed the precious antidote to a bitch you just met, not only did you not kill her to silence her, but also let her go.

"You left Marino's life to track him down, but after meeting Galo's people, you just warned them.

"You were provoked by a life-and-death waste in the bar, but you just got a little bit of a minor injury and taught him a lesson.

"You even...will buy all the flowers in the hands of a girl on the roadside just to let her go home early.

"I don't admit that you are the man called the 'Killing God'. You are just an uncle who is not far from death and is full of guilt and weakness in his heart."

"It's really hard for you to spend so much money on an uncle." Jack still had a expressionless face when he heard the other party's words and responded in a decadent tone.

"Hmph... it's not as hard as you think." Olivia sneered. "The 'fake Olivia' you met today is actually not just 'one person', but a whole set of plans - a 'shield organization' established by my father himself."

While speaking, Olivia moved her hands behind her, and her seemingly random movements were actually preventing Jack from observing.

"My father... was the last bloodline of the Du Qiao family. More than ten years ago, when his skills began to decline with age, he realized the potential crisis - Qianming's foundation might fall into the hands of people outside the Du Qiao family.

"I was still in my infancy at that time, and he was worried that before I could stand alone, he had already left the position of leader and even disappeared.

“Fortunately, he did a perfect job of keeping his private life confidentiality – no one knows whether he has women, or how many women, let alone children.

"So, from then on, my father fabricated a fake daughter who was ten years older than me and pushed it out, proclaiming to raise her; that person... is the fake Olivia you met today.

"My father transferred all the mediocre talents in the organization whom he regarded as useless and abandoned as a pity to fake Olivia...

"People think he is already confused, but in fact... my father is deliberately showing weakness; he knows that if he pushes me to the open, those who covet the position of the leader will feel threatened, and they will most likely be against us before my fullness.

"As long as my father keeps doing such a 'stupid thing', then someone like Gallo... will feel at ease; he will let his father live and not in a hurry to do anything. Anyway, as long as his father dies, the fake Olivia and his men are not his opponents at all, and Gallo can just follow the trend and get on the throne.

"And the development of things was indeed as my father expected...

"Everyone thought that the stand-in was the real Olivia, including Gallo.

"But in fact... she, the driver around her, Marino, and many miscellaneous fish you've seen or never seen... These people are just 'shields' that can be discarded at any time.

"After this operation, their value has been exhausted. Even if they are not dead, they are not qualified to occupy a place in the 'Qianming I led'."

At this point, Olivia glanced at the room and said, "These who are present today are my true followers and true elites... We will let Qian Ming reborn on the scorched earth left by Gallo and reappear the glory of the past."

She turned her mind and looked at Jack again: "And you... Mr. Anderson, as an outdated unstable factor that only threatens but does not have any value, is undoubtedly an eye-catching existence."

Jack did not respond to this, but was just thinking about a strategy to break the deadlock; but... from just now, he has been thinking, but he has never thought of a way to save both his and Angel's lives at the same time.

"But... I'm not such a cold-blooded person." A few seconds later, Oliviahu showed a sly smile again, "I can give you a chance." She said this, grabbed Angel's hair again and pulled her a little closer. "I know you care about this bitch... Personally, I have no prejudice against her; there are many women in Crown County who are like her, who are forced into prostitution by the Bruno family because of the debts of their dead relatives. This is not a new thing... Anyway, you just like it."

She paused, looked down at Angel who was struggling, and said, "As long as you are willing to disappear like a few years ago, I have no reason to stop you from taking a bitch away... Of course, this time, I hope you don't come back."

"Okay." Jack gave the answer immediately without thinking, "If you let her go, I will promise you that you will never appear in front of you again."
To be continued...