Crown Hotel, Shinjuku five-star hotel. Han Zhan and his party were staying here. This was also a property of the Triad.
When ordinary people came to other people's territory, they would basically be careful and try their best to hide their tracks, afraid that others would notice where they were.
In this line of work, one had to be on guard against other people's plots at all times. After all, money moved people's hearts, and no one could guarantee that nothing would happen.
Especially now that Han Zhan was carrying a large amount of US dollars that had just been traded. There was a total of 15 million US dollars. This was not a small amount. If there was a chance, the Triad would definitely not mind taking it back.
Therefore, Jason's eyes were filled with doubt when he saw that Han Zhan did not reject the Triad's invitation and instead moved into the Triad's property.
On the top floor, in the presidential suite, Han Zhan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the crowd that was surging like ants. He felt as if he was stepping on all living things.
Jason stood behind him, leaving the two of them alone in the room. Finally, Jason could not help but ask," Why did you agree to the Triad's invitation? Why are you staying in their hotel?"
Hearing this, Han Zhan turned to look at Jason, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an inexplicable smile." Since you're here, then take it as it is. I have my plans, and now I'll give you a mission.”
"Go and fetch this person. Be careful on the road. There should be an accident.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Jason was instantly stunned. What kind of instruction was this? Shouldn't it be to not let any accidents happen?
Jason had no strength to complain in his heart, but he nodded solemnly.
After following Han Zhan for so long, he knew that Han Zhan was not a person who spoke without thinking. Since he said so, it meant that trouble had come knocking on his door.
With the phone number in his hand, Jason turned around and left the room.
Han Zhan's gaze fell on a few large boxes in the living room, which were filled with US dollars.
"I hope it's really the group of people I imagined. Painter, don't disappoint me.“
Han Zhan muttered to himself as information about the painter appeared in his mind.
Painter, a world-famous counterfeit banknote manufacturer. The US dollars produced were almost exactly the same as the original, and he was given the title of Super Dollar.
In his previous life, there was a huge reversal in the ending of the game. Thus, Han Zhan was not sure if the painter existed or if Li Wen was the painter.
Everything was unknown!
On the other side, Jason made a call. A low voice came from the phone." Who is it?”
Hearing this, Ah Jie went straight to the point." Mr. Jiang asked me to pick you up. I wonder if Mr. Painter is free now?”
After he finished speaking, what awaited Jason was a long silence. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be thinking about something and did not speak for a long time.
Jason was also waiting patiently, not in a hurry at all.
Finally, three minutes later, the voice on the other end of the phone rang again." Kawasaki Road, No. 54.“
After giving a place name, Jason hung up the phone. Jason raised his eyebrows, but his expression did not change at all. He drove a car out of the hotel.
As an assassin, it was a necessary skill to be familiar with the terrain. Therefore, although he had just arrived, the entire map of D Capital was imprinted in Jason's mind. Very quickly, in less than half an hour, Jason arrived at the place and dialed his phone number at the same time.“
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the courtyard beside the road was pushed open. At the same time, a burly figure quickly walked towards Jason's car.
He opened the car door and got in without any hesitation.
Jason didn't ask any more questions. After he got into the car, he stepped on the accelerator and the car instantly sped away.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the street.
The entire process took less than 30 seconds, so fast that it was difficult for people to react.
After the car disappeared, a large number of people in black rushed out from the rooms on both sides of the road.
One of the young men with a scar on his face looked in the direction of the car and his eyes were filled with anger.”
On the other side, in the car, Jason was driving as he looked at the people behind him through the rearview mirror. His eyes were filled with fatigue. It was obvious that he was very tired now. His hands were in his pockets the whole time, and his vigilance was extremely strong.
Suddenly, the guy behind him noticed his gaze and instantly looked up. Jason did not avoid his gaze either.
Seeing this, the guy behind him slowly said," My name is Wu Fusheng. Where do you plan to take me?”
"To see my big brother."
Wu Fusheng was completely relieved by this casual remark.
It was authentic Mandarin. He was definitely not Japanese. After all, no matter how good a foreigner's Mandarin was, there would always be a slight difference.
After confirming that Jie was not a Japanese, Wu Fusheng finally loosened his grip on his pocket.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while, but he did not fall asleep. He was still vigilant.
Jason didn't ask any more questions. He returned to the hotel smoothly and brought Wu Fusheng into Han Zhan's room.
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