The black-clad figure gazed through the sniper scope at the sedan and with a fierce tug at the trigger, a specially made sniper bullet burst out, penetrating the fuel tank of the car.
With a booming sound, the entire car exploded into flames, reaching for the sky and completely devouring the vehicle, startling pedestrians all around.
The black-clad figure let out a cold laugh, packed up the weapon, and quickly vanished from the spot.
News of ten mid-level leaders of the Ishii Group being eliminated quickly reached the ears of Ishii Taihu, one of them his own nephew, which filled his face once more with intense rage.
"Bastard, who the hell did this?"
Ishii Taihu's face was ice cold, burning with wrath. The Ishii Clan had been plagued with misfortunes; first, his son was crippled by someone, and now this.
"Patriarch, someone has delivered a letter," said a member of the Ishii Clan as he hurried in, holding a black letter in his hand.
