364. The world is changing!

In half an hour, if the other party was driving, they could definitely make it, but the attack helicopters wouldn't let him return smoothly. So, in half an hour—unless he could fly!

On the other side!

The Poison King didn't hesitate; he was about to lead his men back to save people. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still went.

But those six Leaders were not happy. "Boss, don't be foolish. If just the few of us go back, not only will we fail to save anyone, but we'll also throw our own lives away. Think twice!"

"That's right, Boss. Even if Hydra lets us go, the Mexican authorities won't let us go if we walk into their trap. As long as we're alive, there's still a chance to avenge our sisters-in-law. Once we go back, it's really over."

"Right, right, right. We have money. If it really doesn't work out, we can wait until we reach a safe place and then hire people to take revenge."

Several Leaders, fearing the Poison King would lead them back to their deaths, scrambled to dissuade him.

They had escaped the manor with great difficulty; they wouldn't go back even if they were beaten to death. They hadn't finished spending their money yet, and they weren't willing to die.

The Poison King had originally been prepared to rush to his death, but after their persuasion, his mind instantly cooled down.

Indeed, if it were him, he certainly wouldn't leave any loose ends. To cut the grass without removing the roots is to let it grow again when the spring breeze blows. If he rushed back like this, not only would he fail to save anyone, but he would also make them die faster.

As long as he didn't appear, as long as he didn't die for one day, they would still be safe.

Even in the worst-case scenario, it would be the same as if he went back. So, by not going back, they still had a glimmer of hope; going back meant certain death.

Seeing that their words were working, several Leaders quickly added: "Boss, think about it. The money in our hands might not add up to ten billion us dollars, but there's at least several billion. If they dare to kill our sisters-in-law and the others, we'll just raise the bounty—three hundred us dollars for a head, or five hundred, or a thousand if needed. At that time, the whole of Mexico will fall into a frenzy. We won't even need to lift a finger; plenty of people will avenge them."

"And we can make a comeback. Why can't we do what Hydra can? It's all about money. As long as there's money, there are plenty of people willing to risk their lives for us."

"At that time, so what if it's Hydra? We might not be able to do anything to them elsewhere, but in Mexico, don't we still have the final say?"

"That's right, Boss. Old Six is right. This place is relatively hidden. Let's rest here for a bit and wait for the heat to die down before we leave."

However, hearing this, the Poison King suddenly waved his hand. "No!"

Seeing this, the hearts of the six men were immediately in their throats again. They thought the Poison King was still insisting on going back and couldn't help but exchange glances, having already made up their minds.

If the other party insisted on going back, they would suddenly strike, kill him here, and then fly far away.

In any case, they were not going back.

To their surprise, the Poison King didn't mean what they thought at all. "We can't stay here any longer. I just spoke with the other party, and it's very likely they've already tracked this location. I have a bad feeling. Quick, grab the weapons, we're leaving."

Hearing this, the others quickly reacted.

"Right, right, right, let's go!"

However, it was clearly too late for them to realize it now.

Not long after they left the mountains, they ran headlong into an attack helicopter flying toward them—and it wasn't just one, but a full ten. This showed how much Mexico feared the other party surviving.

So, to give him enough 'respect,' they sent ten attack helicopters to find him.

Looking at the scene in the sky before them, the Poison King and the others turned as pale as death.

"Fuck you... they came so fast."

"I understand now. That phone call earlier was definitely to stall for time. Damn it, they're too cunning."

"Boss, did you see that? They never intended to let the tiger return to the mountain. If you went back, you'd just be one more corpse. Of course, it's the same whether we go back or not now."

"Stop talking nonsense. Head into the mountains! The environment there is complex and hidden; maybe we still have a chance to escape."

Regarding their optimistic attitude, the Poison King shook his head with a bitter smile. "It's useless. Their desire to kill me has reached its peak. Even if we successfully return to the mountains, do you think they won't just set the mountains on fire?"

"Besides, whether we can even make it into the mountains alive is a question. Look!"

After saying that, he nodded slightly, signaling them to look at the sky.

Seeing this, the group looked up to see the weapons on the attack helicopters slowly starting to rotate, and bullets began falling like raindrops.

The bullets hit the ground, instantly kicking up clouds of dust. They wanted to find cover, but under this kind of firepower, the surrounding cover was nothing more than paper.

Hiding behind trees, the trees were knocked down; hiding behind rocks, large boulders became small stones and finally turned into dust.

Ten attack helicopters formed a circle around them in the sky, and the sound of gunfire lasted for several minutes before stopping.

That wasn't all. The people on the helicopters, fearing those below weren't dead yet, shouldered the rocket launchers from the aircraft and blasted away with all their might.

Smoke swirled below. After the sound of explosions subsided and the smoke gradually dissipated, they finally saw the scene below clearly.

It was a gruesome sight; not a single corpse was intact. But even so, they didn't dare to be careless.

"Go down and take a look. We must confirm whether the Poison King is dead."

On one of the attack helicopters, a Major General looked at the situation below and gave orders to everyone.

Without confirming the Poison King's death, he couldn't sleep soundly. One could imagine how deep a shadow the Poison King had cast over Mexico.

This guy was simply too good at exploiting human nature, using ordinary people as assassins, which made them impossible to guard against.

It was like walking down the street—could you imagine a seventy-year-old grandmother suddenly pulling out a gun and shooting you?

At an age where one might fear losing their breath just going to the toilet, could you imagine her pulling such a stunt? So how were you supposed to guard against that?

This was why he was so afraid of the Poison King not being dead. If the other party didn't die, he wouldn't feel safe even sleeping with his eyes open at night.

After the soldiers went down, a thick scent of blood assailed their nostrils. No complete corpse was found, but half of a body was eventually located in a shell crater.

"General, confirmation complete. The Poison King is dead."

After receiving the report from the soldiers below, the Major General on the aircraft finally let his heart settle.

He hurriedly picked up his phone and informed Minister Samodo of the news. After finishing the report, he couldn't help but let out a long breath. "Phew... now the sky of Mexico... is finally quiet."

He was right; the sky had indeed become much quieter, but it had also changed!