Chapter 1927: Chapter 1752: Giving You an Opponent Manor. Secret room. "Bang!" The old man slammed his fist onto the table in front of him, damn it, his hand hurt, but this pain was far from shifting the anger in his heart. It was dark now, and he’d assumed the rats were all going into their holes. Who knew. They really learned from the rats. At nightfall. They started foraging, counterattacking the consortium’s joint action group. In the evening, it was them chasing the other side, but after dark, it became the other side chasing them. It had been less than ten minutes since night fell. Forty. At least forty people down. "Kill." "Don’t let a single one escape." The old man growled lowly. Now. Face and dignity were both lost, in the United States, on their own turf, their own supervised operation encountered such a turn of events, resulting in such a huge loss, simply a humiliation. "..." His subordinates were silent. Kill? Easy to say. It’s dark. No one can see, who to kill? Now, conversely, they’re the ones being chased. It’s good enough if they return alive. They don’t have unlimited manpower, only those around Washington. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮 Unless external forces are mobilized. Blackwater. CIA. FBI. Police. Military. ... Many external forces can be used, but how effective they will be is up to fate. At this moment. A voice sounded. "No movement at the third action point." Upon hearing this. The old man took a deep breath, evidently, the other party still had the capacity to clear the threats around the airport. At this moment, he was extremely curious about who the person behind this was, someone able to act under their eyes. And dare make a move against them. He was a bit hesitant. Should he stop Ling? Today’s battle was beyond their expectations; this force directly challenged their consortium, and it was for Ling’s protection. The situation was entirely different from before. This account. Must be settled with Ling. However. Ling will die soon. Should it be settled before his death or after, he thought about it for a while and decided not to change Ling’s fate, first find out about this force, and then proceed with things one by one. "Cease the pursuit, verify the identity of the fallen personnel." "Yes." Already being chased. Retreat and see. Suddenly. An alarm sounded. "Someone has breached the manor’s defence!" Instantly. The old man’s face changed drastically. "What?" A young man beside him was also baffled. How many years has it been? No one dared to invade this place. Today’s operation went wrong, and the other side actually dared to make a move against them, truly bold. "Where are they?" The old man shouted. As he spoke. They saw on the screen, at the outermost entrance, bodyguards were engaged in a fierce battle against intruders. In mere seconds, all ten or so bodyguards fell to the ground, and a team burst through the main gate towards the surveillance. "Bang!" The image vanished. "Hold them!" The old man forced himself to remain calm. "Yes." The bodyguards here numbered over a hundred, but he wasn’t reassured. "Call the police." "Get in touch with nearby people for rescue." Finally. With clenched teeth. "Notify each consortium to beware." After shaming oneself so much, there’s no fear left. His place had been breached, and he was also quite shocked. Did the other side intend to target him from the start? After all. To pursue. His subordinates within the city had all gone to the other side of the city, unable to aid promptly. If this was a distraction maneuver, then what’s the point? To kill him? But what’s the gain? This is poking the tiger’s whiskers; without absolute reasons, who would dare make a move against them? Unless there is deep-seated hatred, but recalling, there are indeed many with such hatred... Though many in number. Few adversarial forces, and those who existed were eliminated. Can’t figure it out. Really can’t figure it out. "Bang!" "Bang!" "..." Visible cameras were shot one by one, while the hidden ones remained intact, bringing the old man a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there shouldn’t be insiders betraying them, or things would indeed be troublesome. "Boom!" Damn. These people even brought heavy artillery. "Bang!" "Ouch!" "..." His people kept losing, and their personnel likewise, but the losses were something the old man couldn’t accept. These were all maintained at high cost; at crucial moments, they couldn’t match the losses. No. After today. Need to pick a batch of capable ones again! Ten minutes later. "We won!" His subordinates cheered. The other side left twenty-plus people, though they also lost half, a victory is still a victory. At this moment, distant police cars were coming with sirens blaring, probably this gave them pause. "Should we pursue?" "No." The old man shook his head. Pursue? Easy to be ambushed. "Let the police pursue them." The old man sneered, let’s see if they dare make a move. "Yes." Indeed. The other side dared not make a move, and also no trace was found, vanished into the night. The old man took a deep breath; today was really precarious, for sure once confirmed, there must be a proper reciprocation. After a few more minutes. "Identity confirmed." His subordinate brought good news. "Who?" The old man asked sternly. "Heavy Punch!" "..." The old man froze. Heavy Punch? Are you kidding? Heavy Punch, a dark force backed by their family, similar to Kovalro, of course only in business, their scale is far smaller and also indulges in disaster relief. After all. Some things have to be done by one’s own people. Founded over forty years. Low presence, considered one of his hidden cards, seldom known by outsiders, now it turns out to be the force attacking him—this is a turn on the master moment? What’s going on? Why. Why. Why. His mind was close to collapsing. No. Need to ask. Immediately. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. "What is it?" A woman’s voice. "Don’t you want to give me an explanation?" The old man asked, this card was handed to outsiders for management, he was not assured, instead given to his illegitimate daughter. Sometimes, when women are merciless, they too are terrifying. "Explanation? This is the explanation." The woman coldly said. "What do you mean?" The old man asked in surprise. Today. The situation seemed off! "For the things you did, you know them yourself. From now on, you’d better be careful even when sleeping, I’m not letting you off easy. Remember, the debt you owe me, I want you to repay it a hundredfold." Once she finished speaking. Only a beeping sound was heard. At this moment. The old man’s face turned pale. "No." "Impossible." "She wouldn’t know about that matter." Whew! Whew! Whew! Deep breaths. He needed to clear his thoughts, Heavy Punch making a move against him was a fact, as for the reason, he roughly guessed. But what does this have to do with Ling? Why would he help Ling? Also. Since when did Heavy Punch become so formidable? Removed three major assassin organizations. After hiding. They spent over two years without finding traces. Today, they outright calculated against all of them, with massive losses, this matter is bizarre everywhere, bizarre to the point where he couldn’t remain calm. ... Thousands of miles away. Tang Qing sipped his wine, smiling while watching the scene unfold. The layout had been planned for so long, the cards he held were incredibly numerous. These consortium big shots had been idle for many years, idle and bored, wanting to stir trouble. Fine. I’ll give you an opponent. Throw in a little fish. Eat slowly. Careful of bones.