Chapter: 6730

After all, the outcome has already been decided, and Taviana, this big star, no longer holds much strategic significance for the winner. It's just that if she's gone, there won't be any harm done.

However, if one were to get caught up in something at this moment just to add some grandeur to her finale, that would be like picking up a sesame seed and losing a melon. So the most stable zone is still to observe and confirm her stance has indeed changed before making contact with her.

Meanwhile, a private plane took off from a small airfield in Washington and headed towards the Virgin Islands in the Caribbean Sea.

On board, several white males in their 50s to 60s sat quietly on four luxurious chairs facing each other, not uttering a word.

The expressions of the four men were all gloomy, especially that of a man with gray hair over 60, who was filled with rage.

Although the plane was still climbing, he had already undone his seatbelt and stood up in the cabin, scowling at the ceiling, asking angrily: "What's going on?! We said we got her on board, didn't we? Why did everyone disappear, and then Taviana went back to finish her concert?!"

The three men ahead of him looked at each other nervously, finally a middle-aged man with golden hair spoke up, saying: "Board chairman, our hitman actually got Taviana on the plane that time. Even the people from the Mitsui family didn't notice anything unusual. The leader at the time communicated with someone responsible for covering tracks, and it's said they were trying to take Taviana away by herself. However, due to the complex situation, Taviana's boyfriend and one of her bodyguards also got on the plane, and then they suddenly went missing. We've been unable to contact anyone since then. So we speculate that either our people were bought off or eliminated."

Another man spoke up: "The possibility of being bought off can be ignored. Our people are well aware of their capabilities. Taviana might give them more money, but they wouldn't have a chance at life. In the end, not only will Taviana definitely die without a doubt, but none of our people would be able to survive either."

The white-haired man grew increasingly angry and said: "Exclude the possibility of being bought off, and there's only one left - that all your men were eliminated by the other side. Your team this time includes top-notch hitmen, and even Japanese ninjas are involved. How could so many people still have such a huge problem?"

"This...," the three men said in unison, their faces pale with cold sweat. The golden-haired man forced himself to speak up: "Board chairman, because we don't know the specifics, we can only speculate. There might be a top-notch expert unknown to us near Taviana, or the Mitsui family might have noticed something unusual and left a backup plan in place. The main thing is that our people are all missing now, and we can only guess what happened."

The white-haired man shouted: "I don't want to speculate about what happened. I just know one thing - Taviana must die! Those scoundrels initially used her influence to recruit her, telling her many secrets and showing her things that couldn't be known by outsiders. Now the person they were counting on has failed completely. Once power is transferred, they will definitely conduct a thorough investigation into these matters. At that time, Taviana will become one of their key breakthroughs, and I believe they will also be seething with resentment, determined to eliminate this thorn in their side. Taviana is what she is - a young woman from a middle-class family who can't possibly possess genuine crisis response abilities. Once the FBI sits her down for questioning, she'll quickly reveal everything she knows."

As he spoke, he continued: "This woman's influence is simply too great. At least 2 billion people on Earth know who she is. They will definitely make her their biggest breakthrough point once they crack her. This would be the biggest news in the world. So before that happens, those key figures will do everything in their power to minimize risks, and at that time, I fear we'll all be doomed."

The golden-haired man asked anxiously: "Chairman, what should we do now?"

The white-haired man spoke coldly: "When you went hunting in Africa, the local organizer would provide you with many specialized equipment, including a handgun, a dagger, and a double-barreled rifle. That double-barreled rifle has two triggers and two completely independent firing systems, designed to prevent you from missing the beast with one shot, allowing you to quickly reload for another shot if needed. If both shots fail to eliminate the threat, you can then pull out your handgun and continue fighting, and finally, if that also fails, you'll have to use your dagger in a hand-to-hand combat. In short, only one of you and the beast will survive."

As he spoke, he surveyed the three men and continued: "Here, Taviana must die, and the sooner the better. I don't care how you do it or who you find, just make sure to carry out a second or even third assassination attempt on Taviana, no matter what. We can't let her return to the United States; if she does, we'll only be able to die in any other location outside of the United States."

The golden-haired man furrowed his brow: "Chairman, our main personnel in Japan are all unaccounted for, and only some auxiliary personnel with average combat skills remain. If we're going to carry out a second assassination attempt on Taviana, we'll need to find someone powerful enough to back us up."

The golden-haired man spoke up: "Since that's the case, let's go find suitable outside help right away. As the Chinese proverb goes, 'a heavy reward will attract brave men.' If we're willing to spend enough money, someone will definitely risk their lives for this! You can contact the largest ninja family in Japan or a black organization like Yamaguchi-gumi; they're not that bad, are they? Tell them that if they can take care of Taviana, I'll give them $100 million!"

$100 million, used to secretly fund an assassination, is simply too absurd.

Several subordinates listened with their mouths agape, wishing they could personally fly to Japan and behead Taviana.

As a result, the golden-haired man couldn't help but say: "Chairman, $100 million for one person? This kind of thing hasn't been heard of before. Even taking out high-ranking officials wouldn't cost that much money. Is killing Tavana really worth it?"

"The white-haired man spoke coldly, 'Do you understand? If things go wrong and those big shots' private information gets exposed, my life will be over! Your lives will be over too! You know how Jeffery died, don't you? Even the gun is almost pointing at my behind. What's there to worry about at this point?'"

"A few people suddenly realized the gravity of the situation."

"The golden-haired man couldn't help but ask again, 'Chairman, killing Taviana will satisfy those big shots, won't they? Are they not afraid we'll leak information? If they kill Taviana and are still not satisfied, they might even take out us as well. What do we do then...?'"

"The white-haired man said, 'So I need to get rid of Taviana quickly, show them my capabilities, let them know I still have value at the same time, and make them realize that I'm not someone to be trifled with. If they want to take me on, they'll have to think twice about the risks.'"

"As he spoke, he snickered coldly and continued, 'When I was 20 years old just starting out in business, I already understood one principle. Sometimes you need to let your opponents or partners see your mettle, even if it seems excessive to ordinary people. Mettle can be excessive, but it can't be nonexistent.'" JrNovels.com