After the screen was paused, it froze on a man wearing a black peaked cap, who was in sportswear
and carrying a large travel bag.
"Notify the security guards at all the entrances that this man is very dangerous. Tell them not to say
anything but just call me if they ever find him."
"Yes, I...I understand." The security guard said in a daze, hurriedly using the walkie-talkie to notify the
other security guards.
Jackson left a phone number, and then quickly walked out of the security room.
After leaving the security room, Jackson took a walk in the real estate.
There were twelve buildings in the real estate, including four short buildings and eight tall ones.
Jackson arrived at the six tall buildings in the real estate, took a pause, looking at the main street of the
block outside to compare the locations.
The killer must have taken the shot from the top of this building, which was undoubtedly the truth.
Jackson took the elevator and went to the top floor.
Two residents were living here. There was a staircase to the rooftop. The iron door at the end was
supposed to be locked, but now it was opened.
Jackson smiled playfully, walking up the stairs within only a few steps.
The rooftop was very spacious. He could only see a few vents and a large water tank at one glance.
It was quiet in a strange way.
At that time, he heard an unwilling gasp from behind a vent, which was on the edge of the roof.
“Damn it! I failed."
The man was in sportswear with a cigarette in his mouth, and a cigarette afterwards had always been
his habit, especially when the mission failed, which made him a little bit depressed, and he was ready
to leave after smoking.
The killer felt alert when he heard the sudden footsteps.
"Who’s there?"
The killer decisively took out a dagger from his backpack, turning around and got out from behind the
vent.
Jackson smiled slightly and said faintly: "Don't rush to leave, let's talk."
The assassin's eyes were awe-inspiring. At first glance, Jackson was young and his body was full of
weaknesses, but the murderous intent emanating from this person could make others feel like they
were standing at the edge of an abyss.
Those eyes seemed to be looking at the ferocious beast.
"Are you the one who was driving just now?" the killer asked tentatively.
"Since you have seen it all through the telescope, why bother to ask."
"It's just a pity that you have wasted all of your advanced equipment."
The assassin had been very unhappy in the first place, and he was so humiliated by Jackson that he
suddenly became furious.
"You bastard, you really have the nerve to get in my way! I'll kill you!"
The assassin jumped up like a dormant leopard, whose dagger was flickering, aiming for Jackson’s
chest.
Jackson remained motionless. It was only until the dagger was an inch from his heart when he took a
step back, and at the same time raised his right hand, exerting force on the assassin's wrist.
With a click, his wrist broke, and the dagger fell to the ground.
The series of actions were concise and effective without any procrastination.
And when Jackson showed his right hand, a simple ring on his finger was captured by the killer's eyes.
The assassin's whole body trembled violently, and even his wrist broke, he forgot to howl.
"You... are you the lord of the Dragon Palace, Jackson Owen?"
The ring in his hand and his terrifying skill despite of his young age had reminded the assassin of the
fearsome existence of that underground power.
The Dragon Palace, Jackson Owen!
His power was overwhelming, sweeping through all major powers in Europe.
The four Blazing Angels and the twelve Seraphs under his command were all evil figures.
He didn’t expect that one day he would be faced with someone from the Dragon Palace.
Jackson frowned slightly, fixing his eyes on this person, and said, "Yes. I didn’t expect you to have
some insight. Just say it, who sent you here?"
The killer took a deep breath, knowing that he could never defeat the dragon king.
As long as he dared to make any movements, Jackson would definitely crush him.
It seemed that bad luck was inevitable today, he laughed sadly and said, “Dragon Palace, haha, I didn't
expect you to intervene."
"However, even if it is the Dragon Palace, with us, The Shadow, you may not be able to keep that
woman as you wish."
"From now on, what you will face is nothing but endless killing, killing, hahahaha!"
The killer laughed madly. Then as if he had made up his mind, a sharp look flashed upon his face, and
suddenly his body fell down softly.
What?
Jackson hurriedly squeezed his chin, but it was too late. The killer had already bitten the poison
capsule and committed suicide.
Hydrogen chloride, a highly toxic substance, only a few grams of which could be fatal.
Only those killers from world-class killer organizations would have the courage to dictate themselves
after the mission failed.
The Shadow……
He didn't expect this killer to come from that place.
Jackson frisked the assassin again, but did not find any useful clues.
"Even The Shadow has intervened. It seems that Dolcie's safety is imminent."
Jackson stood up, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the Dolcy Corporate standing across from the river,
his complexion began to grow solemn.
"Seraph, it's time to do something."
Walking out of the real estate, Jackson got in the car and drove slowly to Dolcy Corporate.
...
Dolcy Corporate, 25th Floor, the President's Office.
Dolcie was checking some company information, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, when the phone
suddenly rang.
"Hello, who is it?"
"Dolcie, it's me, Logan." Logan’s voice came over the phone.
Dolcie frowned, why did this guy call again?
"Yes Logan, is there anything wrong?"
Dolcie felt a little embarrassed when she thought of what happened the last time.
After all, leaving him there in the western restaurant was indeed a little bit inappropriate.
"Aha, it’s okay, I just want to invite you out for dinner tonight." Logan said on the phone.
Tonight was not as simple as just having a meal. Logan was determined to win her heart, and he would
give Dolcie a surprise.
"Sorry, I don’t have much time tonight."
The expression on Logan’s face was not very pleasant, "Dolcie, I know you don’t like me. The last
incident was actually a misunderstanding. I didn't say that I helped Jandar with the cooperation. It was
your cousin who said it and I didn’t know what to do."
"I want to communicate with you this time. After all, my Chou’s Group still has some power in Y City.
Maybe we can cooperate in the future."
Dolcie frowned, "I also did something wrong the last time, but if you really want to talk about
cooperation, I'm still willing to go."
"Okay, then I will sent the time and place to your phone, that's it, goodbye."
In the private room of Stuga Hotel, Logan was looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, but
felt a pity in his heart.
If it hadn't been for the loser, Jackson Owen's intervention last time, he might have gotten Dolcie long
ago, and he wouldn’t have had to bother to spend so much time like this.
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