Chapter 521 a decoy (1/2)

The five black vehicles slow to a stop in front of the abandoned factory. Like a scene that had been practiced, all the doors push open and the figures inside emerge into view.

Gao Jie stepped out from the backseat of the leading car with two of his men in the front. The other four cars had four men in each one, giving a total of 23 men from Snakehead.

The man who stepped out from the passenger side of the car Gao Jie was in felt something was amiss.

He slightly purse his lips and scans around the place. Normally when they come here, Chu Li Xiang's men would be guarding the place.

However, no one can be seen.

Thinking this, he turns to look at the obese man in his sixties.

\”Boss, it's too quiet.\”

Hearing his subordinate's words, Gao Jie also furrow his brows. He did notice that the place was too quiet making it rather strange.

Even the usual laughter cannot be heard except for the birds chirping in the distance.

Could everyone have gone to sleep?

He purse his lip and signals to get his men's attention.

\”Weapons ready. Things are too suspicious here.\”

\”Yes boss.\”

The 22 men spoke at the same time. Quietly closing the door to the car they came out from, they all spread out to check around.

With the strange silence, no one dare to put their guard down.

As a man approach the entrance of the building, he sees that the door was left opened. He doesn't think much as the door was always open around this time.

However, he lift his hand and signal for the others to stop while he goes inside to check on the situation.

Watching the man enter the abandoned factory, Gao Jie leans against the car. He takes a cigarette out from his pocket and lights it.

He trusts the man will not disappoint him, because he (the man) is his righthand man and one of the strongest he had recruited into Snakehead.

Besides, if Chu Li Xiang or the men of Black Dragon sees him, they'll know right away that he (Gao Jie) is here.

Inhaling a mouthful of his cigarette, he continues to look in the direction of the factory entrance.

The man (we will call him Righthand man) slowly creeps inside the place. He grips tightly onto his gun with attentive eyes scouting the place.

Just as he took a step inside, to the right of him, he sees a dark figure from the corner of his eyes.

He turns his head to look at the person and sees a slender man wearing a dark motorcycle jacket.

The person was facing him. Their eyes met and he slightly furrow his brows.

It was weird for him as the rimless glasses the man was wearing made him look out of place.

He does not look like a biker or one of Chu Li Xiang's men. Instead, this person's facial features looked more like an office worker.

However, pushing the thought away, he turns his body to face the person.

\”Hey, where did everyone go? Why is there no one guarding outside?\”

Righthand man calls out for an answer, but the glasses man does not answer him. It was as if they were in a staring contest to see who will blink first.

\”Tsk.\”

Feeling annoyed now, Righthand man click his tongue and walks towards the other person.

\”Yah, are you deaf? I'm talking to you.\”

He raise his voice and scratch the back of his head in frustration. They were standing no more than six feet away from each, how can the man not hear him at all.

\”Sheesh, did Black Dragon start recruiting stupid people?\”

He growls under his breath with a look of irritation. Stopping two feet away from the figure, he spoke louder.

\”Are you deaf or are you stupid? Did you not near anything that came out of my mouth?\”

\”Dead.\” *Swoooosh—

Righthand man heard a faint word escape the glasses man's lips. However, before he could process his thoughts together, he sees the man stretch his arm out.

A flash of light blinds his eyes and he feels a sharp pain across his neck.

His eyes widen and he could feel the painful sting spread inside his body. He open and close his mouth to speak, but no words came out but blood.

The glasses man stares emotionlessly at the man before one corner of his lip slowly curls up into a smirk.

\”Your fate has been collected.\”

Hearing the sudden words, Righthand man's face turned red and blue as he raise his left hand to press the wound like it would save him.