CHAPTER 453: ADVICE ON LOVE AND ASSASSINATION

Long Chengtian is the head of an intelligence organization called **ABC**. This organization possesses an intelligence network comparable to the First Terror Organization, complete with its own satellite and communication tools. Its core interest is profiting immensely from selling intelligence. Assassination is another branch of ABC. This intelligence organization is morally ambiguous and operates without fixed principles. It will provide intelligence to governments in exchange for profit or opportunities and will also provide intelligence to the underworld. As long as there’s money and a commission, the organization will take the job, and the price for intelligence, regardless of its importance, is steep.

Information is always at the forefront of the world. Although this intelligence organization is far inferior to the First Terror Organization and the Mafia, or even the Dragon Gate, in terms of weaponry, combat power, and economic strength, it occupies a crucial position.

Before Ye Ningyuan officially became the leader of the First Terror Organization, he was in charge of information and intelligence. Before Kaka took office, he was also in the intelligence department. In any organization, **intelligence is extremely important.**

Ye Ningyuan and Kaka both prioritize it highly.

If their information is asymmetric, they face many troubles. If their information is correct and reliable, they save a great deal of manpower, finances, and resources.

The intelligence networks of ABC and the First Terror Organization had clashed in the past, so Kaka knew Long Chengtian. Even without that conflict, he would know Long Chengtian because **Wushuang likes Long Chengtian.**

However, Wushuang pursued Long Chengtian for a year, and tragically, she accidentally shot and killed his fiancée, Juliet. Long Chengtian hated her to the bone. To retaliate against Wushuang, he had caused trouble for the Mafia on multiple occasions.

The most severe incident caused the Mafia to lose its core diamond processing factory, resulting in a loss of nearly ten billion Euros. This enraged Mo Yao, who responded in kind, crippling Long Chengtian’s Chapter in the United States. The two sides were deeply entrenched in a conflict.

Because of this, the relationship between Wushuang and Long Chengtian had worsened until recently. The improvement came because Wushuang used Kaka as part of an act to provoke Long Chengtian—a fact known to Mo Xiaobai, Mo Yao, and the others.

Zhou Muhan frowned, glancing at Kaka. A shrewd look flashed in his eyes. "You’re already too busy with the Mafia’s issues; do you have time to help Long Chengtian kill people? Is he just using you as a hired gun?"

Wushuang wouldn’t necessarily act against people who simply offended the Mafia. Did Long Chengtian really possess such immense charm?

Wushuang gave a charming, graceful smile. She elegantly took the breakfast Kaka had prepared and ate in small bites, answering in between. "I just happened to have some free time, so I made the trip. I haven’t done any hands-on work in a while, and I was afraid I’d get rusty."

Black Tortoise and the others exchanged glances, remaining silent.

Kaka continued to eat breakfast with a smile. Zhou Muhan said, "Wushuang, that Long Chengtian kid isn’t good-hearted. He’s clearly taking advantage of you. He has his own motive for everything he does. Don’t get too emotionally invested; you’ll get hurt."

Wushuang poked Kaka, who was eating breakfast next to her. "Muhan says I’ll get hurt."

Kaka smiled calmly. "**You won’t.**"

Wushuang tolerated everything but a loss. The person who could make her suffer a loss hadn’t appeared in this world yet. He wasn’t worried at all that Wushuang would get hurt. If Long Chengtian wanted to play games, Kaka was ready to see it through, without Wushuang needing to worry.

"You heard him. He said I won’t."

A smile flickered in Zhou Muhan’s eyes. He looked at Wushuang with a knowing expression. "You killed Juliet, and Long Chengtian hates you fiercely. How could he possibly be sincere? His sudden show of goodwill must have a purpose. Are there no other men around you? Why him? What’s so good about that guy? He’s not as handsome as your Xiaobai, nor is he as talented as your Kaka. Why bother?"

Vermilion Bird and the others strongly agreed with Zhou Muhan. Few could genuinely match Chu Nanfeng’s talent, excluding the previous leader of the First Terror Organization, Ye Ningyuan. Non-humans were not part of the comparison.

"Because I feel like it," Wushuang replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She looked at the milk she had taken two sips of with distaste. Kaka glanced at her and said, "Drink all your milk. How long has it been since you last had breakfast?"

"It tastes disgusting," Wushuang grumbled, glaring at the milk, but she obediently drank it down, finishing the entire glass. Zhou Muhan mused that Kaka was the only person in the world who could make Wushuang comply with just a look.

White Tiger, who had been confused for a long time, couldn’t help but ask, "Miss Wushuang, what did Field do to offend Long Chengtian? Why did he have to kill him?"

Black Tortoise, Azure Dragon, and Vermilion Bird were also very curious about this question.

They had briefly checked the information. Long Chengtian and Field had no apparent conflict. The underworld had been peaceful recently, and there were no rumors. Furthermore, what kind of interaction could a King of Gambling have with someone from ABC? Even if there was, it would be a personal grievance.

Zhou Muhan wasn’t interested in this, and Kaka was even less so. Wushuang raised an eyebrow, her smile gentle, her purple eyes shimmering with alluring grace. Her soft voice was like the spring breeze in March, yet it carried an inexplicable, subtle dominance. "**Does one need a reason to kill?**"

Kaka smiled. This was the unrestrained, rebellious Wushuang, with an untamable wildness at her core. She cared about nothing. She never questioned the reason for a simple killing.

White Tiger and the others were momentarily lost in her gaze, shaking their heads quickly, not daring to say more. They all thought to themselves, *This woman is utterly ruthless.*

*Does one need a reason to kill?*

Uttering such a casual statement came from the mouth of a young, beautiful woman. It was strangely unsettling, especially with her smile—like peach blossoms blooming in March, soft as silk, petals scattering in the breeze.

In just a few minutes, they thoroughly understood the temperament of this Mafia leader.

Her cunning and ruthlessness could definitely rival Kaka’s.

Azure Dragon suddenly felt that Miss Wushuang was actually a better match for Chu Nanfeng.

Zhou Muhan said faintly, "Killing may not require a reason, but Wushuang, I sincerely advise you not to play games with Long Chengtian’s emotions. I’m genuinely afraid you’ll get hurt. He won’t forget what you did so quickly. He will retaliate. He knows you like him. **You will be badly wounded**."

Mo Wushuang raised an eyebrow, smiling without comment.

No one knew the real reason she came to kill Field, and she didn’t plan on telling anyone.

"Oh, right, where’s Bruno? Is he not at headquarters?" Bruno was Jason’s son and the same age as Zhou Muhan. Wushuang was on good terms with all of them.

Kaka said, "He went to the Middle East. He won’t be back for a while."

"The Middle East isn’t very peaceful lately," Wushuang said, narrowing her eyes and leaning close to Kaka. "Do you want to go?"

Kaka raised an eyebrow, his gaze indulgent. "Are you bored with life? Looking for some excitement?"

"So, are you going or not?"

Vermilion Bird quickly interjected, "Nanfeng, Bruno is enough for the Middle East. What would you go for? Besides, Jiaqi will be back soon."