Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal-Novel2

Chapter 440: S+ Level Mission

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Shanghai Tianhai City, Shiroishi Kazuma’s secret apartment.

“Oh no!” Sun Yuanzhou barged in, drenched in sweat as he shouted, “We miscalculated! Mr. Shiroishi, we miscalculated!”

“Miscalculated what? What happened?” Hearing that, Shiroishi Kazuma straight up straight. He anxiously asked, “What did we miscalculate? Spit it out. Don’t keep us anxious!”

Having suffered several blows from Hong Dali previously, he no longer had the same confidence as before. He used to be the one causing commotions in the Heavenly State, but now it had become a tragedy.

“Hong Dali, after Hong Dali sold those two companies, he... he...” Sun Yuanzhou exclaimed with his face full of sweat. “He bought another two companies! A toy factory and an electric appliances company!”

Pu!!!

Hearing that, Shiroishi Kazuma could no longer hold back. Blood spurted from his mouth!

“Mr. Shi[1.Another way that Qian Youjin calls Shiroishi Kazuma since he had previously assumed the identity of Shi Youfu and had told Qian Youjin to call him that.]! Mr. Shi, you must stay strong!” Qian Youjin rushed to his side and held Shiroishi Kazuma up. As the advisor of Toyoda Conglomerate, if anything happened to Shiroishi Kazuma while he was in Heavenly State, he would be in trouble!

“Mr. Shiroishi, stay strong. You have to stay strong!” Sun Yuanzhou revealed a sinister smile which soon disappeared. He anxiously said, “If anything happens to you, how should I answer to Tarō Gohon?!” action

“To lose integrity at my age, to lose players!” Shiroishi Kazuma exclaimed in his tearless grief. He had lost the glimmer in his eyes. “I miscalculated, I have miscalculated! To think this day would come so soon...” After these words, more blood spurted from his mouth. He pounded on his own chest and said, “I’ve been planning my whole life and there have never been any mistakes. Who would have thought I would be defeated by this prodigal son Hong Dali. I... I...”

It was no wonder he was so depressed. His once healthy body was angered to illness.

That was not his fault. In such a situation, anyone would have thought that Hong Dali would stop his acts. But he had forgotten that buying a company did not mean Hong Dali would stop doing anything—hence this tragedy...

“Mr. Shiroishi, it’s okay. We’ll think of a way. We’ll think of another way!” Sun Yuanzhou comforted him. “As long as we survive this. Don’t torture your body further!”

“What more can I do with my body like this?” Shiroishi Kazuma stared at the ceiling with dull eyes. “What use can I be of?”

He mumbled and suddenly shrieked. “Kill him! He must be killed! Otherwise, we won’t be able to protect our foundation!”

...

Australie, Tasmanie, Sand Eagle headquarters.

“Boss, Red Spade J is here.” The personal assistant of Charles, the leader of Sand Eagle, entered the room and reported. “The plane just landed. He is on the way and should arrive in about three minutes.”

“That rascal is back from his holiday?” Charles smiled. “That’s a rare sight. I wonder if his skills are rusty. Well, tell me when he arrives. I’ll see his current state.”

Three minutes passed in a flash.

The assistant looked at his watch and went out of the room to make a phone call. Then he returned to the room and smiled. “Boss, he’s here. He’s at the gym now. It seems the long holiday did not affect his condition.”

“Haha, good, good.” Charles laughed. “Red Spade J is fourth out of the six world’s most recognized S-level assassins. With him around, we are sure to succeed! Let’s go take a look!”

Sand Eagles headquarters’ super luxurious gym.

A wide range of fitness equipment was available. There was a variety of common and uncommon equipment, some of which might not even be known to ordinary people. But just by looking at the equipment, one could tell they were of great use to people who wished to train different muscles.

At that moment, there was a pale young man with maroon-colored short hair and expressionless eyes. He was practicing his boxing moves. His palm was shaped like a tiger’s claw, and he walked with the soles of his feet not touching the ground.

Approach, dodge, punch, all with a “Huu””Huu” sounds.

Calm and quiet as the clock.

Suddenly, the young man pulled his left foot in like an iron plow plowing the ground and his right leg stamped down hard. With his entire body strung tight like a drawn bow, his right fist struck swiftly. Bam! There was an air blast and suddenly, there was a strong breeze within the gym.

Airblast! People learning martial arts were sure to be stunned if they saw this scene.

The force of the punch that he threw exceeded Wang Daoming, Geezer Wang’s killer punch. Possibly stronger!

Soon, the young man returned to his at-ease stance and slowly breath out.

Clap clap clap!

A round of applause sounded. Charles smiled as he clapped. “You’re indeed the Blood Demon, fourth out of the six in the world’s most recognized S-level assassins. Your move is formidable! Even the floor tiles cracked! Amazing! Haha!”

The assistant looked at the tiles below Blood Demon’s feet—there were indeed cracks on some of the tiles. And it seemed that was just part of his strength. Otherwise, those tiles should have been completely shattered.

“It was so-so.” The Blood Demon with maroon-colored hair put on his clothes. “It’s a pity there was no opponent, I couldn’t give my all.”

“You will get your opponent soon.” Charles led the way. “Follow me. There is a new mission. The previous assassin died. Our Sand Eagle organization was made a laughing stock.”

“Who went?” The Blood Demon calmly asked.

“Spade 9. He died on the way to recon the venue. Car accident.” Charles still felt that this matter was bizarre. In his many years as the boss of the Sand Eagle, it was the first time he had heard of an assassin dying of a car accident on the way to do a recon of the scene.

“Bizarre death.” The Blood Demon smiled proudly. “It’s the first time I’ve heard of something like this happening too. Oh yes, what is the reward for this mission?”

“500 million US dollars. A generous reward not commonly seen. The target is Hong Dali. He’s the son of a rich businessman. Typical prodigal son.”

Soon, they arrived at a small meeting room in the headquarters. Charles turned on the computer, hit a few keys on the keyboard, and images appeared on the computer screen, along with some words. “Hong Dali, currently the most popular figure. Genius in the entertainment world. His ideas possess profitable outlook. A website costing just two million yuan grew to a website with an annual profit of more than three billion. And this was just one of the many projects he used to squander.”

The Blood Demon looked at the information on the screen.

An assassin’s job was extremely dangerous. It was necessary to find out everything about the target before performing the job.

“Many of the projects that Hong Dali is working on are making money. Jaban’s Toyoda Conglomerate is offering a reward of 500 million US dollars. That’s enough to be listed as an S+ level mission of the World Mercenary Corps. In other words, he’s currently worth at least 500 million US dollars.”

Charles lowered his head and said in a deep voice, “It’s been very long since we have seen such a generous reward, my dear.”

S+ level mission, but the target was just a worthless rich man’s son. If this got out, it would shock all assassins around the world.

“That’s why I came to you once I returned.” The Blood Demon calmly said. “Shall I do it?”

“Of course. You’ll go in the 8 pm flight tonight. We have booked the air tickets.” Charles smiled. “Once you finish this mission, your ranking will certainly improve. There’s no problem becoming one of the top three amongst the S level assassins then.”

“Improve my ranking just by killing a prodigal son.” The Blood Demon smiled. “Very good idea. Okay. Wait for my good news then.”

“Bon voyage, my dear.”

“Understood.”

...

Merika, Ministry of National Defense.

“Why did Heavenly State want to buy aircraft carriers suddenly, did you find out the reason?” Salon looked at the report he was holding and asked the secretary who was standing in front of him. “The report only states that Heavenly State wanted to buy them to do some research. Who would believe them? Those are two retired aircraft carriers. In other words, they are two huge empty ships!”

“Mr. Salon,” The secretary carefully said, “That’s what Heavenly State said. After our decision, we think it’s possible that it’s Hong Dali who is up to something.”

“Where is Chief Itra? Ask him to come to see me.” Salon threw the report on the desk. “You’re wasting my time confusing me with these meaningless reports. Ask him to come immediately!”

“O... okay...” The secretary hurriedly stepped out.

Soon, Chief Itra walked in wearing a military uniform. He smiled once he saw Salon. “Lord Salon, you are looking for me?”

“Why does the Heavenly State want to buy the aircraft carriers? What are your findings?” Salon asked coldly. “Don’t tell me they just want to buy it for research purposes. My IQ is not that low that I would believe something like that.”

“Oh, it’s this matter.” Itra sat and crossed his leg. He laughed. “Lord Salon, I heard that Hong Dali is still alive and kicking?”

“The curse of the Angel of Misfortune does not take effect so quickly.” Salon replied rudely. “Say what you want to say. Don’t beat around the bush.”

“I see.” Itra grinned. “We are certain that it’s Hong Dali who wants to buy the aircraft carriers. Precisely because he wants to buy them, I intend to sell it to him. Of course, I will also tamper with them.”

“Oh? You mean...” Hearing that, Salon’s eyes lit up. “If an accident happens while in the sea... Haha, not bad. I knew there must be a reason why you are willing to sell it, you sly fox. How do you intend to carry out this plan? Bombs? Signal interference? Let him lose his way and die of hunger and thirst?”

“The Bermuda Triangle is a good place.” Itra eerily said. “It’s a mysterious place where planes and ships go missing. If Hong Dali goes there out of curiosity and goes missing, hehe...”