No taboos in the world

Chapter 59 Shot
In the office, the curtains were closed and the light was dim.

"You really don't know who you have offended?"

Jordan squatted in a corner against the outer wall, panicking and helpless: "I really didn't offend anyone. Although I'm addicted to gambling, drinking, and taking drugs, and I have sex with five or six girls a week, I paid them all!"

"Heh..." Hong Chen, who was sitting in the boss chair, was so angry that he laughed, "So, you still think you are a good person?"

Jordan smoothed his hair, revealing his handsome face, and said with a smile: "Of course I'm not a good person, but I'm probably not bad enough to be assassinated."

Hong Chen frowned, leaned back and closed his eyes slightly.

Of course what Jordan said was bullshit. His company's business is basically fraud. In the past, they cheated those at the lower level with little education, but now they cheat the middle class or even rich people who want to make a lot of money. Coupled with his many personal illegal and criminal acts, being shot is a light punishment.

But he was right about one thing.

It's really not possible to be assassinated.

Especially when the Brotherhood's assassins take action.

A killer of the Brotherhood, the source of the assassination was a loom, which the Brotherhood called "Revelation".

Very baffling.

If the loom is truly magical, it’s no surprise that Jordan Belfort’s name appears on it.

But you can't regard them as crazy, because they do possess extraordinary powers.

The bullet's ability to turn is its biggest feature, and its personal explosive power is almost supernatural. It also has a recovery fluid that accelerates cell renewal and allows for rapid healing.

Mainland hotels are very strong, strong in their organizational structure and the number of killers.

But if we go against the Brotherhood, even if there are not many members in the Brotherhood, the overall combat power comparison may still be fifty-fifty.

After all, it is hard to imagine that a sniper bullet can penetrate half of the city and accurately hit the target, but the Brotherhood can do it.

But then again, this kind of sniping is hard for others to guard against, so Hong Chen is not afraid of it.

Don’t hear or see, and avoid danger when you sense it.

This is one of the characteristics of a master.

Coupled with extremely fast reaction and speed, theoretically, the longer the trajectory, the safer Hong Chen will be.

On the contrary, he was not sure about the close range pistol attack.

Seven steps away, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate.

It's definitely not a joke.

After all, the speed of pistol bullets in this era is much faster than it was decades ago.

If we take another turn, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

What's more, he now has to protect someone.

The debuff is fully stacked.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at Jordan.

Jordan was looking at him and blinked inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

"I feel like I lost money on this deal." Hong Chen shook his head and sighed.

Jordan was startled when he heard this, and suddenly stood up. After taking a step, he suddenly looked at the curtains vigilantly, and then retracted his legs, saying hurriedly: "You can't abandon me, I paid for it!"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you think the money you paid is worth the assassination you are suffering now? Do you know how outrageous the person who wants to kill you is?"

"I don't know." Jordan said confidently.

“Let me tell you this, you are on Wall Street now, and they can shoot you in the head from ten kilometers away!”

Jordan was stunned, then shouted in shock: "How is this possible!?"

"It's not over yet. Do you believe that their bullets can turn corners?"

"No!" Jordan shook his head like a rattle. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"You'll see."

Hong Chen was not in a hurry to explain or instill his own knowledge into him, but the more he did so, the more panicked Jordan felt.

As we all know, rich people are usually more afraid of death than poor people, because they tend to understand and experience the beauty and happiness of this world better than the poor.

Especially, people like Jordan who use drugs to keep themselves in a state of excitement and joy all day long.

He kept pacing back and forth, biting his fist, and looking at Hong Chen again and again, trying to find evidence that he was being deceived.

However, Hong Chen was open and had nothing to be ashamed of.

After a moment, he pounded his thigh and gritted his teeth and said, "More money! I'll give you more money!"

Hong Chen: "Oh? You said this yourself?"

"Of course! My life is valuable. How can a mere one million be enough?!"

"So how much are you going to add?"

Jordan pulled out a small bottle, unscrewed it, stuck it under his nostrils, and took a deep breath.

Hong Chen frowned as he watched.

"Hiss...ha...I'll give you 10 million!" Jordan raised his index finger with a firm tone.

"Deal. Send me the money!"

Jordan nodded, turned to open the door, thought for a moment, then stopped, took out his cell phone and made a call.

Soon, Hong Chen's phone vibrated, and the payment was successful. "Anna?" He suddenly asked.

Jordan was stunned: "What? Who are you calling?"

In the headset: "I did receive it. I heard what you just said. Is it true?"

Hong Chen: “Yes.”

Jordan: “Huh?”

Anna: "I'll help you!"

Hong Chen: "No, I can handle it, you make your own. By the way, there is no car at home, go buy one yourself."

Jordan: "I have a lot of cars!"

Anna: "Okay, but I'm... a little worried."

Hong Chen: "If I need you to help, I won't be embarrassed to ask."

Jordan was about to speak again, but Hong Chen threw an earphone into his mouth.

Anna: "Well, I won't take it after I finish this order."

Hong Chen: “Okay.”

Jordan pinched his throat and coughed violently.

Hong Chen stood up, put his hand on his chest, and suddenly shook it.

A small earphone suddenly spewed out of Jordan's mouth.

"Wearing it, we can stay connected at all times."

Jordan stared blankly for a few seconds, then wiped his saliva with his suit and stuffed it into his ears, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, were you talking on the phone with someone just now?"

Hong Chen ignored him and pulled out a G17 pistol from his waist.

I took out the magazine and looked at the bullets, 19 rounds.

After pushing it back, open the slide with one hand and take another look, 1 round.

There is also a magazine on the waist, with 19 rounds.

Thirty-nine rounds, enough to deal with most threats.

"Wow! Has anyone ever told you that you look really cool holding a gun?" Jordan could flatter her, and then said, "I think I should go to the gun club and get a gun license to protect myself. What do you think?"

"You'd better shoot your own pistol." Hong Chen took off his coat and threw it in his hand, completely covering the pistol and hiding it.

Then he untied his tie with his left hand and threw it away, then put his arm around Jordan's shoulders.

"go!"

"No, what's going on? Do you think there's someone waiting for me outside?"

"The guy who fired the gun just now was at best a rookie. When a rookie goes out on a mission, there's always a veteran to clean up his mess."

"Then why are we still going out? Call the police!"

"If calling the police would work, would you still have to spend 10 million to find me? Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly, or do you believe they will bomb you with rockets?"

Jordan took a deep breath and reached out to open the door.

Soon, the two of them walked out of the company side by side and entered the elevator.

"Why do I feel like the elevator is a little dangerous?" Jordan grabbed Hong Chen's black shirt and didn't dare to let go.

"Then just pray they don't sabotage the elevator."

Soon, the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot. After coming out, Jordan breathed a sigh of relief.

No one was around.

Jordan was suspicious, and Hong Chen also perked up.

Until the two men approached the vehicle, Hong Chen suddenly felt it again. He suddenly grabbed Jordan's neck and dragged him back quickly.

boom! ! !
The car exploded violently, and the vibration rolled back and forth in the parking lot, making people dizzy, while the flame impact also swept the fragments in all directions and detonated other vehicles around it.

Even if he fell down at this time, he would inevitably get injured, so Hong Chen dragged Jordan, whose legs and feet were sore, and rushed behind a pillar.

However, this seemed to have fallen right into the opponent's trap.

A gunshot was drowned out by the violent sound waves produced by the explosion.

But Hong Chen's hearing is equally sharp.

He was first surprised that he did not avoid the danger, but then he suddenly remembered the bug in this grandmaster's ability.

What if the bullet was not aimed at him and would not hurt him at all?
The previous sniper bullet was aimed at Jordan, but considering his position at the time, Jordan was in front of him, and the bullet would pass through Jordan and also through himself, so this ability was activated.

But pistol bullets won’t work.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he threw Jordan behind him like a sandbag, and at the same time he quickly took a big step in front of Jordan.

The next moment.

Hong Chen felt as if his left abdomen was suddenly pierced by a needle.

At this moment, he knew it without even bowing his head.

Got shot.

(End of this chapter)