Soon, following that group of people, Zhang Jie and his companions arrived in Livorno, a city on the western coast of Italy, bordering the Ligurian Sea, and the third-largest city in the Tuscany region.
Soon, after several twists and turns in their vehicles, they arrived in front of a seaside villa. Zhang Jie and his team had already hidden themselves far away, using binoculars to observe the direction they were heading. After locking onto that seaside villa, they could only wait.
Because if they went any further, there would be that guy's hidden sentries and lookouts. Trying to infiltrate during the day would be difficult.
They had to wait until nightfall before launching a full-force assault.
The red old Jaguar stopped at the entrance of the seaside villa.
Soon, a man in a light blue suit, followed by a Black elder, walked out of the villa.
"Is this your infamous son?"
Aristotle looked at the two people sleeping soundly like pigs in the back seat, a hint of disdain on his face.
And closely following him, a woman walked out. She was beautiful in a dress; at least, her chest was quite large.
After she clearly saw the two people in the back seat of the car, she immediately exclaimed, "Oh, Kincaid, my little cockroach, what happened to him?"
Looking at the silver tranquilizer darts stuck in both of them, Kincaid had one, while Michael's face was riddled with them like a hedgehog.
"They are in a deep sleep," Aristotle said.
Sophia's handcuffs had already been removed, and her safety was no longer a concern. Aristotle waved his hand, and several subordinates stepped forward to drag the two men out.
Kincaid's forehead even bumped against the ground.
The two were then dragged inside and re-imprisoned. They would be thoroughly interrogated once they woke up.
Afterward, Aristotle turned and looked at Sophia.
"My dear, your memory hasn't recovered yet; you should stay in your room."
As this face approached her, Sophia felt an inexplicable sense of disgust, but she still smiled and said, "Of course."
More than 5 hours later, Kincaid and Michael finally woke up from their anesthetized state. The two of them couldn't even speak immediately, as their tongues were still numb and somewhat uncontrollable.
By this time, the sky had also darkened.
Zhang Jie and his three companions, who had been waiting for a long time in the distance, also prepared their weapons.
Michael and Kincaid had already been dragged to the interrogation room for questioning, with all sorts of methods being used on them.
The entire interrogation room was filled with Michael's 'fucks' and Kincaid's 'motherfucker's. Seeing that no information could be extracted, the two of them were just babbling nonsense.
The two interrogators exchanged glances and decided to kill them.
Michael looked at Kincaid, and Kincaid shrugged.
Meanwhile, outside, under the cover of night, Zhang Jie and his four companions were rapidly approaching the seaside villa. The hidden sentries were continuously being dealt with by the four of them.
Soon, the four had already arrived in front of the villa, where there were even more guards, but Zhang Jie and his team showed no panic.
Their Pistols had all undergone special treatment, with a special coating on the surface that wouldn't reflect light. The only thing they needed to be careful about was the muzzle flash.
Zhang Jie added a suppressor to his fully equipped HK416, then took out a piece of bacon, wrapped it around the suppressor, and secured it with a string.
"Holy shit! Where did you get the bacon?" Caesar looked at Zhang Jie's mysterious operation, somewhat speechless.
Then Zhang Jie raised his HK416 towards two patrolling gang members and pulled the trigger.
Puff! Puff!
With two soft thuds, the two gang members were shot in the head and fell to the ground instantly.
On the other side, Jensen also took his FN-SCAR and went to find his targets, while Yin Yang left even earlier. Relying on his exceptional skills and two suppressed Pistols, he began his assassination.
Only Caesar remained. His equipment did not have these silencing devices, so he couldn't fire for now and could only provide suppressive fire.
But that was enough. Zhang Jie, Jensen, and Yin Yang were quickly eliminating all the patrolling members on the periphery.
Aside from the occasional muzzle flash, other sounds were almost completely drowned out by the waves.
Three minutes later, the three had already arrived in front of the villa.
At this moment, there seemed to be some chaos inside the villa, along with gunshots.
The four exchanged glances. If nothing unexpected, it was Michael and Kincaid, those two troublemakers, causing a scene.
Then, Zhang Jie directly pushed open the main door.
Indeed, as soon as the door was pushed open, two people rushed out. Seeing the fully armed Zhang Jie standing at the doorway, they paused for a moment, but their feet didn't stop moving.
After all, a dozen people behind them were pointing guns at them.
Zhang Jie simply raised his gun and pulled the trigger, followed immediately by Caesar, who had not yet fired. He aimed his AA-12 shotgun inside and began his frantic counterattack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
All sorts of gunshots mingled together.
However, the minions inside were indeed stunned by Caesar's sudden airburst rounds. Everyone else was using Pistols, rifles, or assault rifles, but this guy was standing at the door with a 12-gauge airburst round, blasting away. Who wouldn't be scared?
Coupled with the precise shots from Zhang Jie and Jensen, Aristotle's subordinates were quickly slaughtered.
It was no joke; such a lineup would be hard to come by again, so they might as well take the opportunity to kill as many as they could now.
After taking care of these small fry, Magnusson and Michael's father also appeared.
However, the two of them did not directly confront the four, but hid far away.
"Are you helping a good-for-nothing like Michael?"
Michael's father knew who had come, but he found it difficult to understand the actions of Zhang Jie and his companions.
"Because he is our friend."
As he spoke, Zhang Jie raised his gun and fired four shots in another direction.
Two bodyguards fell from the shadows.
Trying to sneak attack, huh? Do you really think I can't see you?
Meanwhile, at the back of the villa, Aristotle, with his subordinates, quietly crept down, preparing to evacuate from the rear amidst the chaos at the front.
Just then, two gunshots rang out.
Yin Yang, with a calm expression, walked over from behind. After taking down these two subordinates, he approached Aristotle, not even sparing him a glance, and fired another shot into the head of one of the still struggling subordinates.
Only then did he have time to look up at Aristotle, whose face was now somewhat pale.
With so many subordinates and so much security, could no one protect him?
"If you spare me, I can give you a lot of money." After confirming that his combat power was no match for the opponent, Aristotle directly offered his price.
Unfortunately, he encountered Yin Yang, who didn't care how much money he had; he would deal with him first.
Of course, he wasn't so eager to act immediately. Instead, he delivered a powerful punch to Aristotle's abdomen.
Aristotle winced in pain and bent over. Then Yin Yang grabbed him by the back of his neck and dragged him into the villa.
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