"Isn't that obvious? Are the statistics out? How many people did we lose?"
"Almost half."
Bang!
Juan slammed his fist hard against the table.
His face was as dark as water.
Nearly half of his men had been killed or wounded, yet they had gained absolutely nothing.
The Clementi Family had carried away everything of value.
All that remained was a place filled with booby traps.
And yet they had stupidly charged straight in.
The blown-up site was nothing but ruins, utterly worthless.
This time, the Juan Family had truly been ruined.
Juan sank back into his office chair, looking exhausted.
"Go out for now. Let me have some peace."
His deputy obeyed.
He went out and closed the door.
But he had not gone far.
When he suddenly heard a gunshot.
The deputy was shocked.
He hurriedly pushed open the door and went inside.
He found Juan lying in the office chair, his eyes wide open.
There was a large bullet hole in his forehead.
The deputy turned his head and saw a bullet hole of roughly the same size in the window.
He quickly ran to the window and looked outside.
But he could not see even a trace of the sniper.
Su Xiao, with Optical Camouflage activated, raced across the rooftops of building after building, parkouring at full speed.
The assassination of Juan had not been a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Back when Juan refused to give Jack any respect and kept provoking him at every turn, Su Xiao had already developed murderous intent toward him.
Although Su Xiao had said nothing at the time.
He had already sentenced Juan to death in his heart.
Moreover, killing Juan was not entirely about venting his anger.
It was easy to predict what would happen.
Now that Juan was dead.