The Devil JOVE's
109. Infiltrate

Albert sizzled softly as a stab wound on his stomach was accidentally nudged. God fucking. Because of that bastard's attack now he has to suffer like this. Albert even had to swallow another bitter reality where he lost many clients. Jove made many people doubt his abilities.

"Suckers! I do not accept this insult. Just watch out for you, Jove. As soon as I recover, I will instantly make a calculation with you. Basic k*parat!" indignant Albert while grimacing withstanding the pain.

At that moment, a guard entered the room. He came with a box in his hand. Albert, who saw this, seemed to raise one eyebrow upwards. There are usually no guards who dare to enter the room without knocking on the door first. It seems like something has happened outside.

"What's wrong?" Albert asked while putting on a fretful expression.

"Our men's heads are cut off, boss. And the culprits are Jove's men!" saith. After that, close the city instead of.

The scent of blood rancid mixed with a foul odor instantly filled the room. It made Albert's stomach slightly nauseous. He then asked his subordinates to close the box back and then throw it outside.

What else does that bastard want. Is Jove still not satisfied after hurting me like this? Besides, my man has been caught from yesterday. Why did he send a threat now?.

Albert didn't know that the one who sent the head wasn't Jove, but Pamela. It was deliberately done because the guard's head was no longer useful after the brain and both eyes were gouged out.

With so much anger, Albert took the phone on the nightstand. He then contacted someone, who was the hit man.

"Thank you for my phone, asshole. Whatever happens this time you have to avenge me!" albert fretted as the call went unanswered. Unnonsensical, he kept repeating it until a man's voice greeted his sense of hearing.

"I really didn't think your guts were so big, Albert. Would you dare call me after what Jove did to you?" asked the Clouds in a very cold tone. It was so cold that it could freeze anyone who heard. "Whatever nominal you offer, I will never help you. You're hurt because of Jove, so it has absolutely nothing to do with me. Understood?"

"Awan, don't be angry. Listen to what I say!" albert tried to refrain from being provoked by emotions. He took a deep breath before continuing to speak. "Jove sent pieces of my men's heads here. It meant that he was not only bullying me, but also raising the war flag. Because now that you're hunting Jove's woman, I'm willing to help you get it as long as you're willing to help me. Okay I admit that my group is also after that rare blood. But compared to seeing Jove die, a thousand times I'd rather not hunt him again. By using my life I swear I will help you chase after Casandra until you can. Really!"

Silent. It seemed like the lure that Albert threw was a little in the heart of the assassin. The evidence is now the cloud is silent. Which means the guy's having good luck but, Albert's not really gonna let Casandra go. Obviously the woman's blood is worth more than Jove's. But in order to avenge the humiliation he had received, Albert was determined to play with Awan. Let alone. Luck does not always favor the person who struggles, but there are times when luck chooses to stop at the other side. Haha.

"Think my words well. With the power I have, it's not that hard to lure that woman out of the cage. And if you agree with my wishes, let's share the duties. You finish Jove off for me, and I'll take the woman and hand her over to you. Pretty good, isn't it?" albert said back to seduce Awan to be willing to fulfill what he wanted.

"You sure you can get Casandra out of Jove's mansion?" tanya Awan. "Don't underestimate this problem, Albert. Jove has an unhurried spy number and whereabouts. I don't want ya to risk getting caught if you make the wrong move. As a fellow mafia, you must know that offending Jove is as good as dying!"

The sound of heavy breathing from inside the phone, making Albert grinned thinly. The clouds are somewhere else. If it was there, the hit man would have immediately realized that Albert was just playing with him. After all, it was who was not interested in having that woman who came from the Lin family. Because only by selling one liter of blood, in sure the person will be rich up to ten of their offspring. So how could Albert be so stupid as to give up a mine of money whose nominal value could not be mentioned? Hahaha, dream.

"How, Clouds? Do you doubt me? Remember, opportunities do not come twice. This I'm saying is not a threat, yes, but it's a spirit so that what you want can be achieved soon!" albert urged the clouds again. Whatever happens this man must be willing to do what he wants. Must.

"There's no guarantee you'll actually deliver Casandra to me. It could have been after I managed to clean up Jove you even took the woman to run away. Come, Albert. We're both bastards. Obviously I can read for sure what intentions are tucked inside your heart!" sahut Awan directly poked Albert on charges of striking. "But if you can give me a little proof of the seriousness of your words, then I'd be happy to start targeting Jove. He's not a weakling, so you need to provide strong evidence so I don't turn around to blow your head off. Let me know if you have proof!"

Clik. Call disconnected. Albert then laughed loudly when he realized that indirectly the cloud had eaten his words. Because the wound on his stomach was still wet, causing blood to come back out due to Albert laughing too hard. Then he screamed in pain.

"Arrrggghhhhh! Quickly call the doctor here. It looks like the wound on my stomach is back open!"

"Good, boss. Waita minute!"

The guards immediately ran out to look for a doctor. However, when he got outside the room, the look on the guard's face turned strange. A terrible grin appeared on his lips, which made the guard look like a psychopath.

Because of Albert's actions, Jove became angry instead of upset. He had indeed given a little lesson, but in reality it did not manage to reduce the annoyance he felt. After asking Pamela to send Albert's men's heads, Jove orders his men to infiltrate the house. He wanted to investigate whether or not there would be any cooperation between Albert and the Clouds. And the answer is yes.

"Franklin, Awan has agreed to work with Albert. The two of them exchanged tasks. Albert chases after Miss Casandra, while Awan chases after Mr. Jove. It seems like both of them have gone crazy!"

"Let them do what they want. Just make sure you always know what moves they're going to play. And as for the Clouds, she will soon be met by Miss Pamela. Don't worry too much!" said Franklin from inside the Earpiece joint. "You go back to your duty. Don't invite suspicion Albert and his men. Now Mr. Jove is not to be disturbed just yet. Don't make trouble. Understood?"

"I understand!"

After delivering the report, the guard hurried off to call the doctor. He behaves like a guard who is worried about the safety of his boss. And it's stupid that everyone just believes it. Haha.

If only Albert knew that he was the one being played with, the mafia would be furious. Albert's pity of arrogance covered up the intelligence he had. For years knowing Jove, he should know that Jove is someone who is always mature in determining attitudes and decisions. And this time Albert has ignited his anger. Hmmmm.

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