As the world's number one assassin, Bruce was naturally extremely arrogant and didn't let anyone follow him.

If he had retreated immediately after firing the first shot, he might have had a chance to leave, especially since with his electronic eye, his spear skill was unmatched.

The Dragon Guards are strong, but they may not necessarily be able to stop Bruce.

You must know that with the blessing of the electronic eye, Bruce is almost like the god of guns.

Bruce directly abandoned his big treasure; the Barrett is fierce, but it requires time to reload and can only fire one shot at a time. He wielded two Desert Eagles, enduring the pain on his eyes, Bruce aimed at the staircase.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound like that of bees outside the bell tower, a sound so faint you couldn't hear it if you didn't listen carefully.

It was a quadcopter drone, but this drone had been modified to have a launcher installed on it.

"Ha, you actually dare to turn your back on me."

The young man controlling the drone let out a cold laugh and directly pressed the button to shoot. A rain of bullets poured out in an instant, and although this barrage wasn't very accurate, the sheer quantity made up for it.

In an instant, Bruce, who had his back to the window, was hit, several bullets causing blood to spurt from his body, and his figure staggered. In the moment he twisted around, he saw the drone outside the window, and Bruce was both angry and ashamed.

Even a broken drone dared to bully him.

The Desert Eagle opened fire directly, swiftly taking down the drone.

But just then, Dragon Guards seized the moment to charge up the bell tower. Bruce turned to shoot, but the shield blocked it. If it were Barrett, the shield would have been ineffective, but the Desert Eagle's power was still insufficient to break through the shield.

Moreover, Dragon Guards weren't amateurs. They themselves were comparable to elite Navy SEALs, not to mention they held a numerical advantage.

Bruce's arms were soon shot, unable to hold the guns, and the Dragon Guards charged up, pressing Bruce directly to the ground.

"If you have guts, kill me now."

"Ha, dying is easy, but we won't let you die."

The Dragon Guard looked down at Bruce: "Take him away."

In a residence located between the bell tower and the Caeser Hotel, James, who had lost contact first with Black Widow and then with Hawkeye, felt a sense of foreboding.

The initially foolproof hunt now seemed to have encountered a problem.

Even Hawkeye, such an arrogant guy, was anxiously asking him to send reinforcements.

In the courtyard, some workers looked up at James, who was in charge of commanding.

"The Elfa group, head to the bell tower and act accordingly. If rescue is not possible, kill him." James addressed another group on standby.

For this operation, James had meticulously planned. Besides the overt team, he had arranged another team mainly for cleanup.

Of course, if things didn't proceed smoothly, this group would assess the situation, either continuing the mission or silencing anyone necessary.

"Yes."

"What's the situation inside the hotel?" James turned to look at King, the hacker.

"Tank's team has already acquired the weapons and is now getting off the elevator."

King watched the feed from the hotel's surveillance.

James's dragon-slaying operation was indeed meticulously planned, even filled with deadly traps, with Black Widow as one link, Hawkeye as another.

According to his plan, if Black Widow couldn't tempt Li Feng into a room, then the second plan would be executed—to act when Li Feng and others left the Caeser Hotel.

But Black Widow's operation was smoother than expected, the Dragon King, just like all men, turned out to be a lecher.

According to plan A, Black Widow would lure Li Feng into the room, then find a way to give Hawkeye a chance.

If the two acted according to the plan, there was a high probability of success.

But who would have thought that at the critical moment, Black Widow would have an accident, actually wanting to sleep with Li Feng and kill him while he was unguarded, which was Black Widow's usual modus operandi.

As a result, Black Widow cut off contact, causing him to lose control of the situation.

The same was true for Hawkeye; these two being independent left James no time to adjust the plan.

If Hawkeye hadn't sent back a message, James wouldn't have known what happened.

Such a loss of control made James gnash his teeth yet left him with no solution.

Now he was also stuck between advancing and retreating.

From Hawkeye's message, the operation seemed to have failed. Did he fail, and did Black Widow fail too?

Without enough information, James couldn't make an accurate assessment.

To abort the ensuing action, or to continue.

James looked up at the computer screen, the Tank mercenary squad, having infiltrated the Caeser Hotel as security personnel, was coming down the elevator and heading towards the room Black Widow had booked.

"Continue the operation."

At this point, stopping was not an option. The previous endeavors failed, so now they had to be forceful. The Dragon King and Black Widow had only one person leaving.

And according to Kings's surveillance, the Dragon King hadn't left, nor were there any disturbances in the hotel.

Tank's seven-man team was fully armed; surely, that was enough to handle one Dragon King?

"Understood."

Tank received James's order, replied with a single word, and then addressed his subordinates: "Prepare for action."

In the corridor, suddenly a door to a room was pulled open, and a shock bomb was tossed out.

The leading Tank, seeing the rolling shock bomb, felt like an alpaca was charging through his mind, wondering what was going on.

"Watch out, shock bomb."

Tank shouted, but in the narrow corridor, they had nowhere to hide.

Bam.

The shock bomb exploded, with the incredibly strong shock wave causing Tank and his men to buzz in their heads, their divine souls upside down, and their ears ringing incessantly.

Tank shook his head hard, trying to bring himself back to consciousness, but the ambushing Dragon Guards didn't give them any time to recover.

Out from the rooms at both ends, Dragon Guards in suits emerged, holding silenced pistols and aimed directly at Tank and his men, fired.

Tanked from both front and back, Tank and his men had no chance to fight back and were wiped out.

Afterward, Dragon Guards glanced at Tank and his men.

"It's Tank, a special squad that has become famous in the mercenary world in the past two years. Tsk, even our Dragon Guards, who have been quiet for years, now get dared by anyone who dares to come up and touch us."

An Xi listened to the Dragon Guards' report and let out a cold hum.

"Cut the nonsense, go see the Young Master immediately. The Young Master has made no sign, I am worried something has happened to him!"

"The Young Master is in trouble?"

The Dragon Guards in the corridor were taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly turned and rushed towards the room.

A few Dragon Guards rushed into the room and found Li Feng in the hallway between the corridor and the living room: "Young Master?"

"The Young Master has no injuries, breathing is stable, but there are sweat beads on his forehead, seems to have fainted from overusing his spirit."

Hearing this, An Xi sighed in relief: "Stay by the Young Master's side until he wakes up, I have some finishing work here."

"Yes."

An Xi hung up the communication.

"Is this the place?"