Volume 1: Turbulence on Earth Chapter 16: The Ultimate Wanted Order

  A presidential suite in a private club in H city.

  Dongfang Cold Wind glanced at everyone with a cold gaze and said calmly, "The first plan has failed."

  Song Pingyang coldly snorted: "I knew your method was unreliable."

  Ximen Qingming, Wang Yiming, Li Xiazong and Feng Taihao shook their heads. This Song Pingyang and Dongfang Lengfeng were born to be enemies, every time they opened their mouths it was either provocation or sarcasm.

  Ximen Qingming saw Dongfang Lengfeng's face sink, and it seemed like he was about to erupt again. He hastily mediated: "Let's not talk about these useless things for now. Dongfang, didn't you say last time that there was a second plan? Shouldn't we know about it by now?"

  In his heart, he secretly thought that if everyone wasn't on the same front line now, he'd be happy to see you guys fight each other to the death.

  "Yes, Brother Dongfang, quickly tell us about your second plan." Wang Yiming, Li Xiameng and Feng Taihuang also knew the current situation, and chimed in to change the subject.

  The Eastern Frost Storm's furious expression slightly improved, and he hummed, "My second plan is..." He paused, his cold eyes scanning the crowd listening in, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Assassination".

  "Huh......" The crowd gasped in shock, Song Pingyang suddenly stood up and trembled with rage, saying: "Assassination? Assassinating the only heir of the Ouyang family?! Dongfang Lengfeng, you're crazy!"

  Wang Yiming, Feng Taihao, Li Xiazhong and Simen Qingming all stood up one after another.

  Wang Yiming shook his head and said, "I don't agree with assassinating Ouyang Jueyu. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, if Ouyang Tiande, the master of the Ouyang family, finds out about us, we're dead for sure."

  "I don't agree either."

  "I also disapprove of assassination."

  Feng Taihao and Li Xiazong also echoed in agreement.

  Ximen Qingming frowned and said, "Dongfang, as members of the four major families, you should know the consequences of assassinating the children of the four major families. If someone were to assassinate you or me, it would be a huge deal. How could you not know this logic?"

  Dongfang Cold Wind calmly watched the reactions of the crowd, this reaction was within his expectations. After everyone had finished expressing their opinions, Dongfang Cold Wind's eyes suddenly turned sharp and cold, and he said: "I naturally know the consequences of this, but there are many kinds of assassinations. What I'm talking about is that we six people will put up a bounty to kill Ouyang Jueyu by publishing a wanted poster abroad. At that time, countless people will come to risk their lives for us, as long as we do it discreetly enough, who else would know it was us besides ourselves?"

  Everyone was moved by the idea, and if they were to post a wanted notice abroad, as long as it was done discreetly enough, not even the powerful Ouyang family would be able to find out who posted it. This plan is brilliant! As soon as this thought occurred to them, everyone looked at Dongfang Cold Wind with excitement. Earlier, their opposition to assassination wasn't because they were unwilling to assassinate Ouyang Jieyu, but mainly because they feared that if the assassination was discovered, their lives would be in danger. Once this concern was eliminated, it all came down to a matter of money. But would they care about money? Given their identities, it's not something they dare say out loud, but tens or hundreds of millions of renminbi is still an amount they can afford.

  Dongfang Cold Wind looked at the restless crowd and continued to comfort them: "Even if it's really known by the Ouyang family, of course this is a one in ten thousand probability. Even if it's really known that we did it, with the strength of our six families, it's not something the Ouyang family can afford to provoke."

  Everyone heard the words and relaxed even more, next was discussing how to release the wanted notice, how to avoid raising suspicion on themselves, until everyone acknowledged that everything was perfect before dispersing.

  Three days later, a wanted notice was posted on the official website of Tianlang Organization, one of the three major assassins in Europe. The content of the reward is: "Ultimate Wanted Order, kill Ouyang Qiuyu, reward 100 million euros."

  Wanted supplementary information: "Ouyang Jueyu, the sole heir of the Ouyang family, one of China's four great families, currently studying in Class 501 of the Computer Science Department at Huajiang University in China. Skilled in ancient Chinese martial arts, no bodyguards, initially classified as an S-level mission."

  The ultimate bounty notice was released on the Tianlang official website, and all the masters of the underground world went crazy. One billion euros, no matter what method is used, as long as Ou Yang Jueyu is killed, one billion euros in prize money can be obtained. As a killer who may die at any time due to any task, this is the only way to live a life without worries if successful. Although the risk of this mission is unknown, as fugitive killers, they are originally betting their lives for money, and since their target is clear, there is still a chance of success.

  Target range.

  "Oh——? Ultimate bounty? One hundred million euros? I know." A black man coolly hung up the phone and immediately waved his hand, with dozens of guns firing at the moving bullseye.

  A black man with a hint of cold smile on his face: "A Chinese who knows the mysterious Chinese martial arts? I wonder if this Chinese's martial arts skills can withstand my 'one shot to kill' ultimate move?"

  No one ever knew that the most notorious hitman in Europe, 'One Shot One Kill', was not a European but an African. His weapon of choice wasn't his usual AK47, but rather his own modified Desert Eagle, which he never parted with and had customized to have a power far surpassing even the latest mass-produced Desert Eagles, rivaling that of a laser gun.

  A certain country's suburbs, an ordinary small citizen's house.

  A middle-aged man with a resolute face and wearing casual clothes in beige color is sitting in front of his computer desk in the study, on which the computer is displaying a wanted notice.

  "Wanted: Dead or Alive, Kill Ouyang Jueyu, Reward 100 Million Euros."

  This middle-aged man is Suguri, the world's third-ranked assassin who retired five years ago. Five years ago, Suguri accepted a mission to assassinate a US presidential candidate and succeeded in killing him, after which he retired and never took on another assassination mission again.

  "It's been many years since I've had a task that was worth taking on, with a reward of one billion euros. After completing this mission, I can truly retire." Su Ge said with a relaxed tone.

  A certain island nation in Asia.

  "One hundred million euros to kill a Chinaman?" Yamamoto Ichiro asked with wide eyes.

  His trusted subordinates hastily bowed and said: "Yes, Yamamoto-sama, it is said that the person who wields that technique is also skilled in the art of..."

  Yamamoto Ichirou hastily said, "Chinese Kung Fu? Hmph... This time you'll lead the team. I'll dispatch one Jounin, five Chunin and ten Genin to assist you. You must complete the mission before anyone else."

  "Hey," replied his trusted subordinate with a bow.

  At one time, countless top killers from all over the world began to move out, fearing that they would be slower than others and complete the task first.

  Murong Manor

  Murong Shi was more and more satisfied with this son-in-law, it had only been less than ten days since he and Ouyang Tiande arranged things, now his son-in-law brought his own granddaughter to visit him, what a good kid.

  "Xiao Yu, from now on, our family's Autumn will be left in your care. You must treat her well." Murong Shi said meaningfully to his grandson-in-law who was carefully savoring the Extreme Red Robe.

  Ouyang Jiayu looked at Murong Wanqiu with deep feeling, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Grandfather Murong, I will make Wanqiu the happiest woman in the world."

  Murong Wanqiu's face turned red as she glanced at Ouyang Jieyu, and she gently shook Murong Shi's arm, saying, "Grandfather, don't worry, he treats me very well."

  "Haha... that's good, that's good, now I can rest assured." Murong Shuo took in the expressions of both people with his eyes and smiled happily.

  "Dad, what's so happy?" A soft and pleasant female voice came over, Ouyang Jueyu and Murong Wanchun looked at the door together, but saw that it was Ouyang Jueyu's mother-in-law who had returned from outside.

  If previously, Ouyang Qiyu couldn't see where Murong Wanqiu's nearly perfect face, figure and temperament came from, but as soon as she saw Murong Wanqiu's mother, Liu Lanmei, she completely understood why Murong Wanqiu would turn out to be so outstanding.

  Liu Lanmei is thirty-seven years old this year, with curved eyebrows and long eyelashes, a small mouth that is red and moist, skin that is smooth and lustrous, and is well-maintained to the point where she looks like she's not even thirty. Her figure is like Murong Yuanchun's, curving in all the right places, with a mature womanly charm.

  "Mom, I'm back." Murong Wanqiu rushed into Liu Lanmei's arms and coquettishly said.

  "I said why your grandfather is so happy today, it turns out that you, this little girl, have come back." Liu Lan's eyebrows were kindly and lovingly patted on the daughter in her arms, delighted to say.

  Ouyang Jiayu walked forward, pretending to be puzzled and said: "Wanqiu, are you sure this is your mother? Why does she look so much like your sister?" Since he had already married the other family's daughter, it was still necessary to flatter his own mother-in-law, let alone that Liu Lanmei really couldn't see that she had a daughter as big as Murong Wanqiu.

  At this time, Liu Lanmei only discovered that there was a young and handsome gentleman in the house. Listening to his words, he must be her unseen daughter-in-law.

  They say that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she becomes. Liu Lanmei looked at Ou Yang Jiu Yu, who was originally handsome and charming, and after hearing his flattering words earlier, couldn't help but smile and say: "This is Little Yu, you're really good with words, how can I compare to Lian's older sister? Lian is already married, and as a mother, I'm getting old too." Although she said so, the smile in her eyes was still clearly very pleased with Ou Yang Jiu Yu's earlier words.

  Murong Wanqiu saw her bad husband getting along so well with his own family, and couldn't help but gaze at Ouyang Qiuyu with deep feeling. Just as she was about to rush over and praise him a few words, an untimely voice interrupted.

  "Master, it's a call from Young Master Yu." Murong Zhantian said, walking in with the phone.

  "Oh... a call from a small domain? What could it be about?" Murong Shi wondered.

  Murong Shi, who had just answered the phone, was still wondering if Xiao Yu knew that Xiao Yu and Wan Qiu were back and had made a special call. After hearing the content of the phone call, Murong Shi's face changed involuntarily, and he asked in a low voice: "A 100 million euro ultimate wanted order? Xiao Yu, hurry up and mobilize your family's power to investigate from all aspects who issued the wanted order."

  Murong Wanqiu looked at her grandfather's gloomy face as he hung up the phone and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Grandfather, what happened? What did Father say about a one billion euro ultimate decree?"

  Liu Lan's eyebrows were also tense as she watched Murong Shi, and from the moment he received the phone call, it was clear that this matter was not simple. Only Ouyang Jieyu stood there calmly, as if nothing in this world could worry him yet.

  Murong Chou frowned and said, "Xiaoyu, have you offended someone? Someone has posted a one billion euro ultimate bounty on the official website of Tianlang, one of Europe's three major killer organizations. The bounty is open to all underground organizations or individuals, no matter what method they use, as long as they can kill you."

  "Ah..."

  "What???"

  Murong Wanqiu and Liu Lamei couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  Ouyang Jiayu was slightly stunned, not expecting someone to put a bounty of 1 billion euros on himself. He couldn't help but think of the recent incident where someone had tried to sabotage his relationship with his wife Murong Wanqiu. Was there a connection between these two events? Before he could continue thinking, a pleasant and melodious ringtone sounded from his phone.