Five figures shot out from different corners, surrounding Logan Walker completely. These people looked strange—four were clearly of European or American descent; two others had East Asian faces and were dressed as Fusang (Japanese) ninjas; the last one was the most mysterious, shrouded in a black cloak, leaving only a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle’s.

“Mr. Xinghe, we’ve finally found you.” The black-cloaked figure spoke in an aged voice.

Logan Walker’s eyes immediately noticed the chest of the black cloak, where a flamboyant flower was drawn—a rose, a blood rose soaked in blood.

“And you are?” Logan Walker resumed his previous leisurely demeanor, as if the five dangerous people before him were nothing more than five wooden dummies in his eyes.

“We’re here to settle a few scores with you.” The old man in the black cloak said coolly.

“Oh?”

“Mr. Xinghe, on May 25, 2012, the British Museum was robbed, and hundreds of Chinese artifacts were stolen. That major case—wasn’t it your doing?” The old man in the black cloak asked chillingly.

Logan Walker smiled faintly. “That’s right. If you live by the sword, you must pay the price. Those artifacts were originally looted from the Old Summer Palace by those thieving dogs. I took them back—perfectly justified. What’s wrong with that?”

The old man in the black cloak nodded, but didn’t relax his guard in the slightest, and continued, “Then the British hall-of-fame singer Maricia turning completely black—surely that was your handiwork as well?”

Logan Walker didn’t deny it, smiling, “That guy had the nerve to say Chinese people are an inferior race, thinking his white skin made him superior? That’s easy to fix—I just painted him black. The method was a bit special, so he’ll never be able to wash it off for the rest of his life.”

“Very good. It seems you have no intention of denying anything. Then, the secretly filmed video of the female politician from M country having an affair with her subordinate—that was you as well, wasn’t it?”

“What does that slut seducing men have to do with me? But who told her to ignore her principles and insist on meeting people she shouldn’t? Doesn’t she know that bald donkey has been trying to split up my China’s territory for decades? By my nature, I should have just killed her, but I’m a peace lover—if I can avoid violence, I’d rather not resort to it, right?”

With each admission, the five grew more solemn. To remain so relaxed in such a situation showed that this young man was truly a formidable opponent!

The old man in the black cloak took a deep breath. “One last question. The head of the military in R country was found hanged at home. Police analysis says it was definitely not suicide. All things considered, this must have something to do with you as well, right?”

Logan Walker laughed heartily. “You mean that military bigwig fatter than a pig? That’s right, I killed him. That guy looked like a pig, and his filthy mouth never stopped spewing nonsense. I’ve disliked him for a long time. This time he even claimed he’d use force to seize my China’s Tongchi Island—didn’t he deserve to die?”

Suddenly, Logan Walker stared at the blood-stained rose on the old man’s chest and chuckled, “Tell me, since when did the Blood Rose organization start playing world police? With your notorious reputation, do you really think you can play at being righteous?”

The old man squinted, giving a sinister smile. “Righteousness means nothing in our underworld. I’m not afraid to tell you—someone has offered five billion US dollars for your head. To us, what you’ve done doesn’t matter; what matters is that bringing back your head means a five-billion-dollar check.”

“Five billion dollars?” Logan Walker hadn’t expected his bounty to have risen to such a monstrous level, but after a moment’s thought, it made sense.

Each of the cases he’d committed could be elevated to a political level, so it was no surprise that national interests were involved behind this one.

Since national interests were involved, even the highest reward was understandable.

Indeed, with such a sky-high bounty, the client behind it had to be beyond the means of any individual or even consortium!

Logan Walker glanced at the dead pigeons on the grass and sighed softly, “If these pigeons hadn’t been foraging here this morning, they wouldn’t have met this disaster. There’s an old Chinese saying: ‘Man dies for wealth, birds die for food.’ Doesn’t this scene move any of you?”

“Of course it does. We know Mr. Xinghe is extremely powerful, so we specially sent one of our companions to pay a visit to your sister, who depends on you. If you cooperate and come with us, your sister will be unharmed; otherwise, her fate will be far worse than you can imagine.”

Though the old man in the black cloak was threatening Logan Walker, he didn’t dare relax his vigilance for a moment—on the contrary, he was even more on guard. He knew well that a powerhouse like Logan Walker, if he exploded into action, could kill without a trace. He absolutely couldn’t afford to be careless.

This time, Blood Rose had sent out all seven of its ace assassins at once, showing their determination! Yet even these seven aces dared not be careless—they had thoroughly investigated, gathered evidence, understood, and analyzed, and found that Logan Walker’s only weakness was his sister.

This was their only possible breakthrough. To ensure success, they had to exploit this sole weakness to the fullest.