Ace of the Dragon Division

Lin Dong was stunned.

So was Mario.

So strong!

The assassin squinted his eyes as he felt like he had seen a ghost for the first time in his life.

Is there really such a thing as psychic attacks in this world?

What the actual f*ck?

“Sony!” The assassin shouted, and the other pilot took off his headset as he rushed over, ignoring the plane.

There were three assassins now, and they faced only Chekhov and Mario, who were able to fight.

Mario looked at Chekhov and asked, “Parachute?”

Chekhov stood up abruptly, with his figure straight and an indecipherable look on his face as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

“The really cool move will now begin.”

The two assassins who had seen his psychic attacks both turned slightly pale and took a somewhat wary step backward.

The assassin who had just come to the scene saw that his two teammates were cowardly, so he scolded, “Just go up together and take him out, what are you guys so afraid of?”

The other two assassins knew that there were no other solutions, and they could not run anywhere; they were on a plane at high altitude, and they would just die if they jumped.
The three reached a tacit agreement and all rushed towards Chekhov.

Chekhov was afraid that Mario would come to his aid, and he still had to finish his bluff, so he shouted, “I don’t need anybody’s help!” The fact that he knew his Boss was standing right in front of him reassured him.

Suddenly, he took out one of his hands from his pocket and two assassins limped subconsciously out of fear.

Who knew that Chekhov would actually take out a cigar and hold it in his mouth as he sat down, crossed his legs, lit it up, and took a drag.

Meanwhile the three assassins who rushed at him all smashed into the floor.
Every one of them was punched by Xu Cheng in the chest as they all vomited blood and died right away.

Chekhov squinted and exhaled a circle of smoke as he said, “I never thought I would be able to act like this in my lifetime.”

Xu Cheng scolded him right after he said that.
“Your sister-in-law will get sick from the smoke.”

Chekhov choked on his cigar and coughed, apologizing, “Oh, I’m sorry Big Brother Cheng, I’ve overdone it.”

He then quickly stubbed out his cigar.

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