Yun Jian’s words did not only trickle terror into Tulige, the other people on the beach could not help gasping as well.
Gu Sha Mercenaries was, literally, a mercenary organization. Yun Jian’s words were clear as day. To be able to say that Gu Sha Mercenaries had gone from Tulige and his men to landing in her hands, it meant that Yun Jian was Gu Sha’s boss—Gu Sha Mercenaries’ boss, Slaying God?
People were both flabbergasted and petrified.
If ninety-nine percent of the crowd here did not know who Tulige was, one would wonder who among the ones present did not know about the king of secret agents, Slaying God.—An absolute majority of them knew who she was.
Slaying God used to grace international news and magazines. She was titled the best female secret agent in the world and was the most dangerous person on headlines, a Grade 3S wanted criminal internationally.
The press had joked that one was near death should they meet this person in her debut on the news. It stayed a hot topic for some time and there were still people who remembered it now.
It was just—no one expected that the legendary ace of secret agents Slaying God, the No. 1 on the secret agent chart, the boss of Gu Sha Mercenaries, was this young girl in front of them.
It was… it was mind-boggling!
The tumult that struck others did not affect Yun Jian. Her eyes stayed on Tulige as her fingers that toyed with the butterfly knife stopped.
No one knew why Tulige was so afraid of her—of course, except Tulige and the other old men.
Back then, Yun Jian had barged into Gu Sha Mercenaries alone with just a butterfly knife and a bulletproof vest when she killed the ex-boss of the organization. She was so fast that she could chase the bullet!
In terms of skill, Tulige and his other old colleagues would certainly be killed in a matter of seconds, but Yun Jian could not have laid a finger on them then. Once Gu Sha was in a shambles internally, other mercenaries would take advantage of the situation.
It was like how Yun Jian had led a small number of people and absorbed the Flying Passage that was in internal turmoil into her mob without much effort after killing their boss, Xu Zhouzheng.
The principle was the same.
“Hah, old thing, I see you guys are still stubborn in fantasizing to overthrow me after staying quiet for two years.” Yun Jian stepped forward flicking her butterfly knife, not at all scared of the machine guns pointed at her.
She was not worried about being shot down in a bullet storm.
Her action made Tulige’s eyes twitch again.
“Today… is the day you die.” Yun Jian’s monotonous declaration sounded like a revelation to everyone.
Goosebumps racked over their bodies as they felt themselves coiled up in tension. Hua Meiling and her friends who made acquaintances with Yun Jian just now, especially, were so utterly shocked beyond words.
They had thought that Yun Jian and Qing You were ordinary tourists, never assuming their identities to be this shocking.
When Tulige confirmed that Yun Jian was Slaying God, he went all out, riding off all disguise to his nature. He knew that only two outcomes awaited him when he was exposed in front of her—it was either he would die or Yun Jian would.
Obviously, Tulige was leaning toward the latter.
“Shoot them all with the machine guns!” Tulige ordered his men who manned said firearm. His holler was bright with vehemence but it received no response.
Tulige shouted again. In the end, he was abruptly struck with realization as he stared at Yun Jian in terror, his roar a low rumble. “What have you done?!”
“I didn’t do anything.” Yun Jian smiled as she made a wave like she was saying something casually. “It’s just that these people of yours listen to me now.”