Chapter 306 - 306: Sowing Discord
The Big-Shot is Pampered after She Becomes the Villainness
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
At night, the men sent by Nighthawk sneaked into Hellgate, but they were caught by Jun Mo.
Ever since he was beaten up by a woman in the office who left unscathed, the surroundings of Jun Moâs office had become more vigilant.
He coldly picked up the knife handed over by his secretary and suddenly stabbed the personâs abdomen in anger. He smiled sinisterly and said, âTell me, did that despicable Zhu Meng send you?â
The man frowned coldly. When his gaze landed on the dagger that had pierced through him, his pupils suddenly constricted. He looked up fiercely and said, âThat batch of things was indeed snatched by you!â
Jun Mo felt that it was strange. He asked his secretary to bring him down and torture him so that he would suffer more and cave in to tell the truth.
The reason why the Hellgate was called the Hellgate was that the sinister methods here were not inferior to those in purgatory at all.
Every generation of Hellgate leaders believed in the magical effects of torture. When it came to Jun Mo, it became even worse.
The secretary knew his personality very well and did not show any mercy when interrogating the man in black.
Another silver needle was ruthlessly inserted between the manâs fingers, and the entire basement was filled with miserable screams. However, the secretary narrowed his eyes in enjoyment as if he had heard a beautiful song. He even began to subconsciously wave his arms in the air following the rhythm of his shout, as if he was a conductor directing an orchestra. Amidst the screams, his face gradually revealed obsession.
The man was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of water. The dagger in his abdomen was still in place. Any slight movement would cause suffocating pain, and his ten fingers were already badly mangled.
Sweat and blood mixed together, emitting an unpleasant smell in the air.
However, the secretary still felt that it was not enough. He got someone to bring a clean dagger and pinched the manâs wrist as he was about to cut off the tendons in his hand.
The man immediately shouted in fear and begged for mercy. âIâm sorry, I was wrong. 1 really know my mistake. Iâll tell you. Iâll tell you everything.â
The secretary retracted his hand regretfully. The blade slowly scraped across his cheek. âTell me, who sent you?â
âItâs my big brother, Zhu Meng.â The man begged for mercy with tears in his eyes. âLet me go. Iâve already told you. Let me go. I donât want to die.â
The secretary sneered and sheathed the dagger. He casually threw it to his subordinate. âWatch him. Iâll report to Boss.â
In the office, the secretary wiped the blood off his hands and walked in with a serious expression. âBoss, Iâve interrogated. Theyâre indeed from the Nighthawk. It seems that the other party doesnât treat us as allies at all. They actually played such tricks behind our backs.â
Jun Moâs expression was dark as he placed his hands in front of his chest. A hint of calculation flashed across his eyes. âI deliberately used the dagger with the Nighthawk mark just now to test Zhu Mengâs true intentions.â
The secretaryâs eyes flickered, but he quickly caught up with his train of thought. âYouâre saying that Zhu Meng sent people here for this batch of things? Then who exactly placed these things in our office?â
Jun Mo was thinking with his head lowered when the location that he had lost contact with for a long time suddenly lit up on the computer screen.
He suddenly raised his head. After seeing that the exact location was in the Nighthawkâs territory, his eyes widened. âI have a bold guess.â
The secretary put on a curious expression and listened attentively. âGo ahead.â
Jun Mo slowly stood up and looked at the gun that he had picked up from the event location that night. His brows furrowed. âI suspect that the Nighthawks have actually long formed an alliance with Blood Oath. This incident is just a catalyst.â
The secretary was shocked and widened his eyes in disbelief. âCould it be that these things were sent in by the people from Hellgate during the chaos? On the one hand, they agreed to provide support, and on the other hand, they gave the real batch of firearms to the Blood Oath. It looks like they donât want to offend either side, but in fact, theyâre closer to the people from Blood Oath?â
Jun Mo suddenly swept the things on the table. His anger almost made him lose his mind. He panted and said, âIn that case, donât blame us for striking first. If we canât touch Blood Oath, canât we touch a mere Nighthawk?â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
That night, the people from Hellgate barged into the nightclub with weapons in their hands. As soon as they entered, they started smashing everything they saw. None of the innocent customers were injured, but no one who worked in the nightclub was spared.
Zhu Meng was about to go crazy when he heard the commotion outside. He personally rushed downstairs with a pistol and confronted the people from Hellgate in the hall.
The secretary of Hellgate sneered and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. With a fearless expression, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed the muzzle at Zhu Meng. âDo you have any last words?â
Zhu Meng was furious. Just as he was about to load the gun, a bullet shot out of nowhere and hit him between the eyes.
The words that he had yet to say were completely stuck in his throat. His eyes widened, and blood slowly seeped out of the corner of his mouth. His muscular body fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned on the spot. The huge nightclub fell into dead silence. After a moment, the people from Nighthawk came back to their senses. They roared and raised their pistols, their eyes filled with manic anger.. âHow dare they kill our boss! Attack! Leave no one alive!â