Traveling back to 1966, starting by living in a cowshed.

Chapter 230 Assassination

In just a few days, several assassins with concealed identities infiltrated Hong Kong in batches, posing as tourists, businessmen, and international students.

They were all seasoned veterans, well-equipped, ruthless, and left no trace.

These people are notorious ruthless figures in the European and Middle Eastern underworld.

In their view, killing a Hong Kong businessman was just a piece of cake.

That evening, after finishing his work, Lin Zhou left the Zhonghua Group headquarters at his usual time.

The driver had already parked the car downstairs, with two escort vehicles in front and two behind. The security personnel were all carefully selected elite "veterans" from mainland China.

As soon as the convoy entered the main road, three seemingly ordinary private cars suddenly approached rapidly from the two side lanes.

Inside the car, the assassin gripped a modified pistol, his eyes cold.

"Target is within range, prepare to engage."

"Let's do it!"

Just as they were about to lower their windows and approach, the escort vehicle immediately cut in and blocked their way.

The next second, several security guards in black quickly got out of the car, their movements swift and decisive, and they took control of the situation immediately.

The whole process took less than a minute.

The three assassins didn't even have a chance to get close to Lin Zhou's car before they were subdued on the spot.

Inside the vehicle, the security chief reported in a deep voice: "Boss, there are three suspicious individuals, and they have been apprehended."

Lin Zhou sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest, without even lifting his eyelids.

"Understood, hand it over to the police station."

"Yes."

His body was enhanced by the space, and his five senses far exceeded those of ordinary people. Within a few dozen meters, he could clearly hear footsteps, breathing rhythms, and abnormal acceleration of vehicles.

These little tricks are no different from children playing house in his eyes.

The first operation ended in failure.

When the news reached Los Angeles, the faces of the eight tech giants darkened.

Carter slammed his fist on the table and growled, "Useless! You can't even handle this simple task!"

The subordinate quickly said, "Mr. Carter, their security is tighter than we expected, and their reaction is too fast; they don't seem like ordinary businessman bodyguards."

"Precision is useless!" Carter gritted his teeth.

"Send the second wave, use snipers, take them out from a distance, don't get close!"

The second operation was launched quickly.

The assassin, disguised as a tourist, went to the small hill opposite Lin Zhou's office. On a flat rock, he set up a high-precision sniper rifle and aimed at the top-floor window of Zhonghua's headquarters.

As soon as Lin Zhou appeared at the window, he immediately pulled the trigger.

The view inside the office was clearly visible through the scope.

The assassin held his breath and slowly pressed his finger on the trigger.

Just then, several people suddenly jumped out from behind the assassin.

"Police! Don't move!"

Several police officers in uniform rushed in and caught the suspect red-handed on the spot.

The assassin looked at him incredulously: "How did you find this place?"

No one answered him.

Unbeknownst to him, Lin Zhou had already set up hidden sentries around the area, and any unfamiliar personnel lingering for an extended period or any unusual device signals would be detected immediately.

Lin Zhou, who was far away in his office, simply nodded indifferently upon receiving the report.

"No need to report next time, just handle it directly."

"yes!"

The second operation failed again.

When Carter heard the news, he was so angry that he smashed things all over the house.

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

A person nearby cautiously said, "Mr. Carter, this Lin Zhou seems unusual; he always manages to avoid things in advance."

"Can you avoid it once or twice, or every time?" Carter's eyes were red.

"Send more manpower and launch multi-pronged operations. I refuse to believe he's truly invincible!"

The third and fourth operations followed in quick succession.

Parking lot ambushes, restaurant poisonings, car crashes...

The assassins changed batch after batch, each time with increasingly sophisticated and ruthless methods.

But in the end, they all came and never returned.

They were either apprehended by security personnel or arrested beforehand by the police.

What truly devastated the assassins was the fifth operation.

Two assassins bribed an insider to impersonate the head of a film distribution company and came to discuss matters with Lin Zhou.

Just as they were about to enter Lin Zhou's CEO office, several security personnel came over for a routine check to see if they were carrying any weapons.

However, the two assassins were unaware of this and simply believed that their plan had been discovered.

The two men exchanged a glance, then simultaneously pulled out their weapons and stabbed the two security guards several times.

The two security guards were momentarily careless and hurriedly used their arms to block, but both of them were stabbed in several places, and blood gushed out as if it were free.

The two assassins quickly broke through the security line and kicked open the desk of Secretary Zhou next to the office door.

Secretary Zhou had already fainted from fright when they pulled out their weapons and stabbed the security personnel, thus narrowly escaping disaster.

The two assassins rushed unimpeded to the door of Lin Zhou's office and broke in with knives in hand.

"Lin Zhou! Die!"

The two men charged forward, knives in hand, their eyes filled with malice.

Lin Zhou sat behind his desk, coldly watching the two approach. There was no sign of panic on his face, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He didn't even seem to intend to stand up.

As the blades approached from the left and right, he simply threw a quick punch to each side.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled thuds.

Two tall, strong, and well-trained assassins were thrown backward as if they had been hit head-on by a speeding truck, crashing heavily into the wall and losing consciousness on the spot.

The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The security guard rushed in through the office door, looking anxious: "Boss! Are you alright?"

Lin Zhou glanced at the person on the ground and said calmly, "Drag him away."

"yes!"

The security guards dragged the person away in a panic.

Only then did they truly understand—

My boss is no ordinary person.

His speed, strength, and reaction time were all terrifyingly high; ordinary knives and guns couldn't harm him in the slightest.

The news got back to Hollywood layer by layer.

The eight industry leaders gathered in the conference room, their faces pale and utterly dumbfounded.

Johnson's voice trembled: "Even snipers couldn't kill him? A frontal assault, and two people couldn't even get close? What kind of monster is he?"

Adam's face was grim: "Hong Kong is full of spies from mainland China. We dare not use heavy weapons or carry out large-scale explosions. If things get out of hand, China will definitely not let it go."

"What should we do then?" someone panicked. "If this continues, no matter how many assassins we send, they'll all die. We'll run out of money, lose our men, and only end up completely enraging him."

Carter sat in the chair, his face so dark it seemed to drip water.

He remained silent for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and uttering, "Suspend the operation."

"pause?"

"If we continue to push forward, we'll only expose ourselves," Carter said wearily, closing his eyes. "Let's stop here and plan for the future."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, their hearts sank.

They finally realized a cruel truth—

In Hong Kong, eliminating Lin Zhou physically is virtually an impossible task.

The assassination plan has completely failed.

This also means that they have played all their last cards.