158 The strongest assassination technique is to kill everyone

Huaisui City, Xuanshan District.

A handsome man in a blue suit sat in a corner of the café, half of his body bathed in the golden sunlight of early morning, which outlined his handsome features. His figure was tall and elegant, with profound shadows cast by his brow ridge. The well-fitted suit was of excellent quality, and his white bow tie was neatly tied, exuding a sense of elegance.

The man quietly watched the street outside the café, bustling with traffic. The constant flow of vehicles resembled a river in never-ending cycle.

Suddenly, a figure in a black suit approached.

Bending down next to the man, he whispered,

"Sir, they have started the operation over there."

"Mm."

The man nodded, his right hand holding a metal spoon, slowly stirring clockwise. In the white porcelain coffee cup on the embroidered tablecloth, cream-colored milk mixed with black coffee liquor, forming expanding circular ripples.