Chapter 660, Ambush from Daggers (2)

The weather is clear. The sun is shining brightly.

It rained for a while last night, and I don't know when it stopped in the morning. There was no mud, but the whole world felt fresh and comfortable as if it had been washed by water.

Silver Eyes is playing chess with her grandfather. She is not very interested in this kind of chess game. But her grandfather likes it, and she naturally learns it.

"I lost again." Yin said with a wry smile as he watched his king being forced into the palace by his grandfather's general.

"Your chess moves are getting more and more frivolous. You are confused." The lord looked thoughtfully at Silver Eyes and said.

"Grandpa. I just lost a game of chess." Silver Eyes tried hard to meet Grandpa's scrutiny and retorted pretending to be indifferent.

"Yes. It's just a game of chess. But granddaughter, life is like chess. You can't lose." The lord sighed.

"Yes." Silver Eyes agreed.

"As killers, we should not be concerned. But the reason why people are human is because we have seven emotions and six desires. If you are willing to live a peaceful life, I will also be happy to see it. Is there any grandfather who likes me?

Has your granddaughter always been a killer?"

"Grandpa, you are overthinking. I think it is good to be a killer."

The lord waved his hand and said: "Killers are very good. However, killers can also have feelings. Granddaughter, your growth is different from others. In some aspects, you are very smart. But when it comes to feelings, you are a beginner.

Scholars, be careful. If there is anything that can hurt people more than a knife, it is human emotions. Knives can kill people, but emotions make life worse than death. I don’t want to see you hurt."

"I will. No one will let me get hurt." Silver Eyes said with a wry smile. She didn't know what grandpa saw in this game of chess.

Is my mood really messed up?

"Grandpa, when are you going to return to Las Vegas? I'm afraid Mitsuiyan has already gotten the news when you come to Hong Kong. Their influence in the United States is extraordinary. If we can persuade the government to clean up our organization

If so, I’m afraid NUMBER ONE will suffer heavy losses.”

"Tomorrow." The old man closed his eyes and leaned comfortably on the sofa. "The government is not a government of one person. We have done a lot for them over the years. If they really don't know what to do, then they can only

Fighting with him is a life-and-death battle."

"People's greed is really endless. What they are planning is really too big. This plan is too crazy, we simply can't afford it." Silver Eyes said with a sneer.

"Because of the location, they have no choice. Living on an island always makes people feel insecure. It is understandable to do such crazy things. However, in today's society, such an idea can only be a fantasy."

"Lord." A bodyguard in black walked over quickly and bowed to the old man.

"Locke. What's the matter?" The old man didn't speak, and Silver Eyes asked aloud.

"There is a convoy ahead. Should we stop them?"

"Who is the target person?"

"Unable to determine at the moment."

Silver Eyes thought for a while and said, "Let's wait until the identity is confirmed before reporting."

"Yes." The man in black agreed and ran out.

"It's Mitsuiyan." The old man said aloud without opening his eyes.

"Oh? How did grandpa guess it was him? Why did he come here?" Silver Eyes asked doubtfully.

"Threat," the old man said. "Our choice may have disrupted their position."

Sure enough, after a while, when the subordinate came to report again, Mitsui Yan's identity had been determined.

"Grandpa, do we want to see him?" Silver Eyes asked.

"We are a guest from afar. Please come in, Master Mitsui." The old man opened his eyes and waved his hand tiredly.

"Command down, level one alert." Silver Eyes said. Then he turned to look at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I'll go over and pick him up."

When Yinyan went out, there was indeed a long motorcade at the door of the villa. Maybe many people got orders and sat in the cars without getting out. Only a few people walked towards the door.

Mitsui Yan glanced at the ambush around him, with a trace of disdain on his lips. Then he walked quickly towards Silver Eyes, laughed and said: "This must be Miss Silver Eyes, one of NUMBER ONE's three most famous instructors, right?

I often hear water ghosts talking about you. I have heard your name for a long time, and it is like thunder to my ears."

Water ghost? A killer who is like a god in the world. His status is even higher than that of the gunsmith Smith.

It’s just that he became famous very early and disappeared without a trace more than ten years ago. Could it be said that he was also bribed by Mitsui Yan?

"Miss Silver Eyes is a rare gem in the world of killers. Water ghosts have admired her for a long time." The middle-aged man standing behind Mitsui Yan bowed slightly to Silver Eyes.

"Are you a water ghost?" Silver Eyes asked in surprise.

"Yes. However, my real name is Suzuki Qing. I am just the young master's butler." The water ghost said calmly.

Silver eyes looked at the water ghost's face again, and he really couldn't see anything special about this gentle man. However, thinking of the pervert Ye Qiu, his appearance also had the ability to confuse his opponents.

function?

"The less able a person is to see depth, the more vigilant he is." Silver Eyes came to this conclusion.

"Master Mitsui, I wonder what brought you here?" After finding nothing, Silver Eyes turned his attention to Mitsui Yan's face.

"I heard that the lord is very elegant and suddenly came to Asia for a trip. I happen to be in Hong Kong, so naturally I have to pay a visit as a junior. After all, our cooperation in the past was very pleasant. And I also want to come over in person to thank the lord

The adults have taken great care of us."

"Grandpa is traveling and doesn't like to be disturbed by others." Silver Eyes said expressionlessly. "However, since it is Master Mitsui who is here, I always invite you in for a cup of tea."

"It's an honor." Mitsui Yan smiled and asked several subordinates carrying gifts to follow him in.

Under the leadership of Silver Eyes, a group of people entered the living room.

Mitsui Yan ordered his servants to put down the gifts and go out. Then he greeted the lord sitting on the sofa with a smile, and said with a smile: "Is your lord well?"

"It's an honor to have Master Mitsui come to visit me, an old man." The old man said in a gentle voice.

"My lord is famous all over the world. It is an honor for Mitsui Yan to come and visit. I heard that my lord met many good friends in Hong Kong?" Mitsui Yan began to get into the topic.

"What? Master Mitsui cares about other people's private affairs?"

"No. No. I'm not too nosy. As long as it doesn't involve me, I won't care about anything others do. But if it has something to do with me, I have to know more about it. My life is on my side.

We still cherish this one a little bit."

"I met some good friends." the old man replied.

"So, is there anyone named Ye Qiu among them?" Mitsui Yan asked with squinted eyes. The elegant smile was still on his face, but the resentment in his eyes was clearly visible.

"Yes. A very good young man." The lord admitted frankly. There is no need to hide such a thing. Of course, it cannot be hidden.

"Really? How do I compare with it?"

"To use a Chinese word to describe you, you are a bright person for a while."

"The lord is so flattering. If-----I mean if, the lord is allowed to make a choice, then who do you choose to be the winner of this war?"

"I don't like guessing games." The old man refused to answer.

"So, who does the Lord want to win?"

"As a killer, all you want is profit. Naturally, I hope for a win-win situation or multiple wins."

"Oh, Lord Lord's words are really sharp. Then I won't beat around the bush. Your organization has been very happy to cooperate with us before. I hope that in the future, we can maintain the previous honeymoon period." Mitsui Yan looked serious.

He said with a hint of command in his tone.

"Sorry. Killers have no feelings. We recognize money. Whoever has more money will be served by us." The old man's words undoubtedly rejected Mitsui Yan's proposal.

"Do you think there is anyone who can afford the price better than the Mitsui family?"

"Nothing is better."

"Lord, you should understand that your roots are in the United States. As it happens, my relationship with the American government is pretty good."

The old man frowned, touched the sparse hair on his forehead, and said, "If they knew what you had done in the past, would it change this relationship?"

"Are you threatening me?" Mitsui Yan shouted angrily.

"Why are you not?" the old man said tit for tat. In an instant, the decadent and old image disappeared. His eyes were like substance, and people who were piercing dared not look directly. His body sat up from the sofa, like a

A tiger that chooses people to devour.

"This old man is actually a master." Mitsui Yan thought.

Seeing that the young master was weak, Suzuki, the butler who had been standing behind him, took a step forward.

Similarly, Silver Eyes also stood in front of the old man's body.

The two sides were facing each other nervously, and the air in the room seemed to freeze.

The situation inside the house also affected the situation outside. NUMBER ONE's killer and the large number of bodyguards brought by Mitsui Yan also pointed guns at each other.

This huge gunpowder barrel has been prepared. As long as anyone drops a match, it will be completely ignited.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A tall and burly figure walked in from outside. Every step he took hit the floor like a heavy bell.
To be continued...