My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 598 The Former Overlord

The South African night began to dance on the tip of Death's scythe. The vibrant nightlife, which had just begun to flourish, was abruptly halted by sudden gunfire and explosions.

With the first shot rang out in the nightclub, Andrei's favorite spectacle began. The street became a stage for revelry, a battlefield of flying blood and gore, and a playground for mercenaries and special forces.

Here, they unleashed their battlefield frenzy without restraint. They pulled the trigger, laughing maniacally with the clatter of bullets.

They raised the curtain on a grand celebration, while Death sat high above, watching with glee and pleasure. How he wished such nights of revelry could happen every day. How he wished the God of War would return to the underworld, letting his scythe reap enough lives.

Inside the nightclub, the revelry continued. Andrei's mercenaries quickly overwhelmed West and his men, leaving them utterly powerless to resist. At this moment, it turned into a cat-and-mouse game. A group of unscathed mercenaries, guns drawn, searched for their target hiding under the table amidst maniacal laughter, then delivered a clean headshot.

Outside the nightclub, the series of explosions had fully brought Johnny to his senses. He had only one thought: escape, as far as possible.

"Quick...run!" Johnny roared at his driver/bodyguard, his face contorted with rage.

But the God of War had already laid his net, waiting for the fish to bite; how could he allow Johnny, this big fish, to escape?

"Whoosh!"

With a muffled thud, a bullet pierced the sturdy car window, embedding itself precisely in the driver's head. His skull exploded instantly, blood and brain matter spraying out.

The car, out of the driver's control, crashed into a wall with a bang. The driver, covered in blood like a snowman, lay slumped on the dashboard.

A clean headshot!

"Ugh!"

Suddenly smelling the blood permeating the car and seeing the driver's gruesome state, Saviel bent over and vomited, his face pale. Johnny grabbed the Desert Eagle beside him, opened the door, and tried to get out.

Because... he knew that staying in the car would only lead to one thing: death!

After all, he was the overlord of this city for many years, having experienced countless life-and-death battles. Although he was initially stunned, he had now come to his senses. Despite the heavy casualties, he remained calm.

The most important thing now was to escape the scene, but he absolutely could not get into a car.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

Just as Johnny opened the door, the last two Bentleys shot into the air, flames spreading and debris flying everywhere, forcing Johnny to close the door again.

He could no longer get out, nor did he dare to.

"Didn't you say no one was secretly protecting him? What... what the hell is going on?"

Saviel, who had vomited several times, roared at Johnny out of sheer terror.

"How the hell should I know?!" Johnny was equally terrified, roaring as his strong body trembled uncontrollably.

The former overlord was now pale with fear, his imposing manner gone, as if awaiting a verdict.

"Whoosh!"

"Clang!"

Just as he finished speaking, another bullet pierced the car window, striking Johnny's right hand, which was holding a pistol, with perfect accuracy. Johnny groaned and fell sideways onto the back seat.

A sniper!

Saville also seemed to realize something, cowering in the car, trembling uncontrollably.

At the same time, the gunfire in the nightclub ceased. All of Johnny's men, including West, lay in pools of blood.

Not only the gunfire, but the screams also stopped abruptly. Except for a few brave souls who managed to escape the nightclub, everyone else lay on the ground or hid behind tables and chairs, their faces filled with terror.

The gunfire finally subsided. Andrei, with a group of mercenaries, searched the nightclub for any remaining members of the King Kong Special Forces. If they found anyone still alive, they would finish them off with a shot. The nightclub floor was now stained red with blood. The ground was a mess, littered with empty bottles, broken chairs, and the lifeless body of King Kong.

The scene was utterly gruesome, like a scene from hell. The Grim Reaper, having reaped lives, licked the blood from the tip of his scythe, seemingly wanting more.

The scythe had just tasted a bit of deliciousness and now longed for a more joyful drink.

In a secluded private room on the second floor of the Dark Angels nightclub, after witnessing the gunfight on the first floor, a disguised ninja immediately made a phone call and whispered, "Johnny and his group have been ambushed. The one secretly protecting that Chinese man is Andrei, the top Russian arms tycoon."

This ninja had reserved this private room since Ye Fan entered the nightclub. Following the instructions of the Jonin Aoki Ono, he remained in the room, waiting for his opportunity. However, he hadn't anticipated the gunfight would start so quickly and fiercely. Johnny's elite special forces were no match for them, almost completely wiped out in an instant.

Seeing this, he immediately reported the situation to Aoki Ono.

"Find a chance to leave, don't get spotted." Aoki Ono ended the call abruptly.

"Bang!"

Just as the ninja put away his phone, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.

Hearing the sound, the ninja didn't have time to turn around, immediately drawing his pistol.

His reaction was incredibly fast, but…

"Whoosh!"

A gunshot rang out, but it wasn't the ninja who fired. He didn't even have time to draw his own pistol.

At the doorway, Shakira, dressed in a black cloak, stood with a wisp of white smoke rising from the dark muzzle of her gun. She was the one who fired, the only female member of the Holland mercenary group. A female assassin whose rank was only below Sebica.

Shakira didn't kill the ninja with a single shot, but instead struck his wrist with pinpoint accuracy. Then, Shakira transformed into a black shadow, swiftly moving towards the ninja.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

Her speed was incredible, creating a whooshing sound as she moved.

Ninjas are known for their speed; they are famous for their speed. But against Shakira, this ninja felt that his speed was nothing. Absolutely insignificant. He didn't even have time to react before Shakira was beside him.

"Clang!"

Danger loomed, but the ninja didn't panic. He immediately drew his dagger with his uninjured left hand and stabbed at the charging Shakira!

One was a female assassin with blood on her hands, the other a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi. Shakira's speed dazzled the ninja, while the ninja, at the crucial moment, drew his dagger and plunged it into Shakira's chest...

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