Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  “Agent Li, send me a troop of mercenaries right now. They are to be stationed around the villa and mustn’t let anyone come near it!”


  “Understood!” replied the man.

  “How many people can we deploy right now?”


  “From the division, we can deploy two troops comprising over ten individuals.”


  The boy frowned. “It’s not enough. I’m worried that the opponent won’t give me a chance to breathe since they failed to get rid of me earlier!”


  “It will require a day for the troops from the headquarters to arrive at the capital.”


  Only then did the boy’s heart settle for a bit.

  “Are you done with the investigation?”


  “No. It doesn’t seem like a simple assassination; the assassin is highly skilled and not a trace is left behind.”


  “Any suspects?”


  “No……”


  He cursed, “D*mn!”


  They were being very passive in the current situation.

  The enemies were hidden while they were in the open.

  Every minute was dangerous and possibly fatal!

  “I suspect that the opponent’s targets are mommy and me! I may have narrowly escaped calamity, but such luck won’t last long!” He calmly analyzed the situation.

  After a moment of silent pondering, his subordinate suddenly asked, “Sir, have you considered joining Hurricane Group?”


  His eyes darkened and turned cold as he leaned back slightly in the chair.

  The trust he had for his subordinate increased with each passing day as they got closer.

  After Hurricane Group shed off their mysterious veil, this agent gradually learned that they had some relations with his boss!

  It all started with a piece of design done by the boy.

  From a young age, he rarely had the chance to step into the outside world. Due to his frail body, most of his childhood was spent in the hospital.

  He had always been fond of fiddling with toys since he was a child.

  He was unlike the other children, though. While others liked to play with toys and throw them aside after they got sick of them, he liked fiddling with sophisticated toys and studying their configuration. He gradually learned how to take the toys apart. No matter how sophisticated it was, he could carefully disassemble each part and assemble all in the end.

  Besides toys, he was especially fond of studying computers, machineries, and some other finely structured things.

  At the age of five, he drew a design for a toy missile car and put it up for auction online. It attracted the attention of many toy manufacturers who were keen to work with him.

  A mysterious organization contacted him one day and expressed their desire to buyout that piece of design. He was offered an astronomical fee—a nine-figure check!

  He remained bewildered until he learned that this mysterious organization was Hurricane Group; being a force to be reckoned with, the organization was said to own half of the world’s firearms market and was closely linked to governments, mafias, and terrorist groups.

  Hurricane Group. A name that could shake the world. Every move it made could implicate the existence of global forces.

  Not only that, once a war was mobilized, the parties involved would have to order several billion-yuan worth of firearms from this group’s arsenal.

  It could be said that this firearm group was so powerful that everyone feared them.