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But ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour...
The phone didn't ring.
Michael couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up, threw his cigar on the ground, and stomped on it hard.
The fact that they haven't received any feedback for so long clearly indicates that they have failed.
As the son of a gang leader, Michael was very clever and quick-witted. He knew that if Uncle Kuan was not dead, he would likely retaliate immediately, so his home was no longer safe.
"go!"
Michael immediately waved to his four trusted henchmen, then hurriedly left the room, got into two cars, and prepared to leave Taitung.
He had no foundation in Taitung. Although his father, Hsu Wan-ho, had been a gang leader for most of his life, he had handed over many gang affairs to Uncle Kuan in recent years because he was getting old. As a result, Uncle Kuan had a great reputation and influence in the gang. Otherwise, Michael would not have taken such a risk.
Now that his plan to assassinate Uncle Kuan had failed, he immediately made a snap decision to leave Taitung first and then think of another way.
If all else fails, go back to America first, then hire a stronger assassin there to kill Uncle Kuan before coming back.
The car quickly left Xu Wanhe's home and sped towards Kaohsiung.
Michael plans to leave Taiwan from Kaohsiung first, then go to Japan or Southeast Asia, and then transfer back to America. By then, no matter how far Uncle Kuan reaches, he won't be able to catch him.
Soon, the car will leave Taitung and enter a relatively remote mountain road.
Just as they were about to turn a corner, a car suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way in the middle of the road.
The car appears to have broken down, and a driver is squatting on the ground changing a tire.
Michael's two henchmen immediately got out of the car, walked over, and asked in an annoyed tone:
"What's going on? A good dog doesn't block the way, you know?"
The driver, who was changing a tire, looked up at them and saw a foreigner's face with an apologetic smile.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, please wait a moment, I'll send you on your way right away!"
Upon hearing this, the two henchmen were taken aback, thinking they had misheard.
But at that moment, the driver suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired two shots at them.
Boom!
Both men were shot in the chest, with two streams of blood spurting from their chests. The driver then raised his hand and fired two more shots, the bullets hitting them squarely in the forehead.
The standard killer tactic: first, two shots to the heart, followed by two headshots to finish off the victim.
Inside the car, Michael's two remaining henchmen hurriedly stepped on the gas to turn around. Just then, the driver suddenly fired a shot. The bullet arced through the air, passed the A-pillar of the car, and hit the driver's head directly.
boom!
The driver's head exploded instantly inside the car, spraying blood and brain matter onto the windshield.
Michael, who was behind him, was immediately stunned.
He had never seen a bullet that could curve before!
at this time,
boom!
Another shot rang out, and the henchman in the passenger seat was also hit in the head by a bullet that could curve, which went straight through the A-pillar and blew his brains out, making the entire windshield a bloody mess!
The man who disguised himself as a driver and blocked Michael's path was none other than Wesley, the top assassin of the League of Assassins!
Chapter 268 Michael is thrown into the sea, Uncle Kuan wants to become the big boss of the bridgehead
Michael was stunned by what he saw and sat in the back of the car, almost too afraid to move.
He saw the bullet that could curve and knew that any resistance he could muster was futile, because the opponent's strength was simply overwhelming.
However, there was one thing he didn't understand.
That means Uncle Kuan couldn't possibly have such strong subordinates. He was well aware of the internal power structure of the bridgehead, otherwise he wouldn't have sent Huoji with men to assassinate Uncle Kuan.
Who exactly is this person?
Wesley, holding the specially made pistol with its intricately engraved grip, walked up to Michael with a smile.
"Get off the bus!"
Michael obediently got out of the car without making a single move of resistance.
Two East Star henchmen then emerged from the woods by the roadside, tied Michael's hands behind his back with zip ties, and then searched his body for weapons.
"You're not one of Uncle Kuan's men!"
Michael, pale-faced, looked at Wesley and suddenly said with a hint of realization:
"You're from Tung Sing. I recognized you because you were walking behind Xu Lang that day!"
Wesley smiled faintly:
"So what if we recognize you? Boss Xu 02 gave you a bright future back then, but you didn't take it. So don't blame us!"
Michael, pale-faced, remained silent for a moment before saying:
"Can I still choose now?"
Wesley looked at him coldly:
"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, don't you think?"
Michael's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with despair.
But before he could utter another word of begging for mercy, two Tung Sing henchmen gagged him with rags and threw him into the trunk of a car.
Two henchmen from the Tung Sing gang took him to the Taitung coast and then threw him directly into the sea from a cliff.
The cliff wasn't very high, only a dozen meters high, but with his hands and feet bound by cable ties, Michael had no chance of swimming away, especially since the area below the cliff was full of jagged, fang-like rocks.
boom!
Michael's body crashed onto a rock, breaking more than a dozen bones instantly. He was nearly killed by the fall and then rolled into the water, turning a patch of seawater bright red!
……
Meanwhile, Gui Tou immediately led his men to Xu Wanhe's house, only to find it empty.
Seeing that Michael had already left, Gui Tou quickly called Uncle Kuan:
"Uncle Kuan, Michael is missing!"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Kuan's expression immediately changed:
"Quickly send someone to set up surveillance at Kaohsiung International Airport. I'll send Ku Cha to Taibei. That kid's shrewd; he'll definitely find out there's no news about the lighter and start preparing to leave Taiwan. If we don't nip it in the bud, there will be endless trouble later!"
"Yes, Uncle Kuan!"
Ghost Head immediately led his men away from Michael's house, and then sent more than a dozen of his underlings to Kaohsiung. Meanwhile, Bitter Tea also immediately sent men to Taibei, hoping to catch Michael's whereabouts.
After having Ghost Head and Bitter Tea send men to intercept Michael, Uncle Kuan didn't stop either.
He felt that he had to quickly ascertain the identity of the gang leader at the bridgehead to prevent Michael from causing any more trouble after escaping, thus plunging the bridgehead into further chaos and conflict.
Xu Wanhe's body is still at the funeral home and will be buried in seven days.
Therefore, Uncle Kuan decided to take Lighter's body to the funeral home first, and after displaying Lighter's body there for everyone to see, he would announce Michael's crimes, so that everyone at the bridgehead would know that Michael was the one who was unrighteous first, and that he was the one who acted unjustly, and that he would clean house on behalf of the bridgehead.
Soon, he brought the body of the lighter to the funeral home in front of Xu Wanhe's coffin. At this time, a group of his underlings from the bridgehead had already arrived.
Uncle Kuan first knelt before Xu Wanhe's coffin, wailed loudly a few times, and then, with tears streaming down his face, shouted:
"Brothers, our boss Xu Wanhe has just passed away and hasn't even been buried yet, and his son Michael is already preparing to turn on an old minister like me after he's served his purpose!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the body of the lighter on the ground:
"This is Michael's henchman, Lighter. He brought a dozen gunmen to my house, intending to kill me!"
Upon hearing Uncle Kuan's words, all the underlings at the bridgehead were immediately filled with righteous indignation:
"Michael did a really bad job!"
"That's right, Uncle Kuan worked hard for the bridgehead and made great contributions. It's wrong of him to kill an old minister right after Boss Xu died!"
"This is tantamount to discarding a donkey after it has served its purpose; what crime has Uncle Kuan committed!"
"An ABC who studied abroad for several years comes back and wants to kill his father's old subordinate. That's too much!"
"Uncle Kuan, we absolutely support you! This time, you should just lead everyone to clean house!"
“That’s right. Although Michael is Boss Xu’s son, he must apologize in front of his father’s funeral hall!”
Seeing that everyone was on his side, Uncle Kuan was overjoyed and immediately shouted:
“Michael has already escaped. I’ve sent my men to capture him. This time, we must make him explain himself in front of his father’s coffin!”
"However, the bridgehead cannot be without a leader for a day, otherwise trouble will still arise. So I have decided not to be polite anymore and to volunteer to be the leader of the bridgehead. What do you brothers think?"
After a moment of silence, the group of underlings at the bridgehead shouted:
"Okay, we support you, Uncle Kuan!"
"The bridgehead really can't stay in chaos any longer. Uncle Kuan, you should be the boss!"
Soon, Uncle Kuan gained the support of the vast majority of people and successfully became the leader of the bridgehead.
After giving instructions to his many underlings, he dismissed them all, leaving only Bitter Tea and Ghost Head behind.
"Ghost Head, Bitter Tea, you two need to be extra vigilant these next few days and keep a close eye on the underlings. We haven't caught Michael yet, so we can't let 157 secretly team up with his men!"
"Yes, Uncle Kuan!"
Gui Tou and Ku Cha agreed and turned to leave the mourning hall.
Only Uncle Kuan and his four trusted henchmen remained at the scene.
Uncle Kuan glanced at Huoji's corpse and Xu Wanhe's coffin, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
Now, he has truly taken his place as the big boss at the bridgehead. As long as he deals with Michael, he'll be in a stable position.
As he was thinking, two figures suddenly appeared outside the mourning hall.
It was Wolverine, Tang Shan Kui, and Hu Yi.