Spy-x-War Showdown

The situation seemed somewhat bizarre. Bashanov was never the problem; the problem was the timing and odd nature of Bashanov’s appearance and actions.

Now, the Dark Night Knight had already semi-retired, as they no longer needed to rely on desperate measures to survive like they used to.

So for a North African gang leader to convince another gang leader to brazenly strike at the Dark Night Knight, that in itself was abnormal.

This matter reeked of conspiracy from every angle.

But the conspiracy seemed strangely simplistic, far too easy to uncover.

Yang Yi contemplated for a long time, meanwhile Brian had already broken Bashanov to the point where he was begging for a quick death.

Just a moment ago, Bashanov had been delightfully hurling insults at Annastasia, but now he was paying the price for his reckless mouth.

Bashanov was indeed a tough man, easily among the top tier in the gang world.

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But the problem was, Bashanov didn’t overestimate his abilities—he underestimated Brian’s methods. After all, he was just a gang figure, far removed from the capabilities of the CIA’s strongest operatives. Bashanov simply had no idea what true professional techniques for delivering extreme pain without death looked like.

Now, Bashanov knew. He had successfully angered a man who worshipped Anna like a deity, a man devoted to his wife to the point of obsession. Now, regret was too late for Bashanov.

Listening to Bashanov’s faint screams in the background, Yang Yi turned to Danny and said, "We need to go have a chat with that Shahed."