His Domineering Lover
Chapter 697

Caesar quickly stopped Adam, who wanted to rush out for a fight, "What are you doing? We should trust Jonathan. Did you forget what he said just now? If this guy is a professional killer, then he must have weapons. If you go out, do you want to disturb the enemy or just want to be simply killed?" Caesar asked. Adam was not an impulsive man, however, he almost lost control as the searching team had not delivered any news yet.

"Adam, where did your excellent self-control go?"

"Caesar, if it was Rose who fell to the sea, would you be so calm?" Adam looked at Caesar with a pair of sad eyes, and his question made Caesar speechless. Correct, bystanders couldn't feel the same pain. If Caesar experienced the same thing, he must go to save Rose at all costs.

"Sorry. Anyway, we should trust Jonathan, and leave this matter to him, okay?"

Adam couldn't do anything but sat down, suddenly, the monitoring picture changed.

Just as Phillip turned around to leave, Jonathan's shouting sounded behind him. "As you said, you were just a worker, why do you keep a gun?"

Phillip was shocked. The gun was something necessary for the killer. "Am I exposing it when I eating there?" He thought.

He subconsciously touched the gun with his left hand, however, it was late before he realized that he was tricked.

Phillip had concealed his identity well until this moment.

As a killer, he knew that it was impossible to keep pretending, now there was only one way to go, battling!

There were a lot of people around, and he could take one of them as a hostage. Phillip had already called a helper to pick him up, so what he needed to do is to escape.

He moved instantly, but Jonathan was faster. As Phillip took the gun out, Jonathan had shot him.

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and the people in the hall ran away in a fluster. "Was there really a killer on the ship? I thought it was an accident!" They thought.

If it was the policemen to take charge of the inquiry, things may go complicated. Because they may consider more and won't shoot Phillip decisively like Jonathan.

"No one ever escaped from me. Including you, Killer K." Jonathan exposed Phillip's identity.

When Phillip raised his head again, his eyes were no longer innocent. "Jonathan, do you know what's the most important thing for a killer?"

"Hand, don't worry, I hurt only one of your hands, you still have one." Although Jonathan's face couldn't be seen through the mask, his mouth was obviously curving up into a smile.

Brutal and bloodthirsty, Jonathan had carried out a lot of national confidential tasks. Similarly, killer K was very famous in the underworld.

If they didn't conflict with each other's interest, they were not enemies. Jonathan was not a cop, but his status was much higher than a cop.

Sometimes he did the same thing as killers, if not for promising Adam to help, he wouldn't provoke the killer.

"Great, Jonathan, you have recognized me, I won't deny. But do you think I only have one gun?" Phillip said with mockery.

Killers made a living by their hands. But Jonathan directly shot at his hand and disabled it, Phillip swore to revenge him!

"It's said that you never missed your aim in shooting. What a coincidence. I am a sharpshooter too. Guess you will get your gun first or die first?" Jonathan threatened in a light tone.

Adam held his breath to watch the monitor.

If he was the business king to control a company's life, at this moment, Jonathan would be the human king to control a killer's life. In a few words, he had declared Phillip's death. No wonder Adam was asked to stay in the room. If he insisted to rush out, he may not be able to defeat the killer K, what's worse, he may impede Jonathan's work.

K knew that he met a rival today. "Jonathan, I don't know you are working for the cops. But you're so humiliated to accept such a small case."

"I said, I am here to help my friend. K, we don't have a grudge, and arresting you is not my job.

I'm only helping my friend. Tell me the truth, and who are you working for. Maybe I will let you go."

It sounded very attractive, but K's face was cold. "You want me to betray my employer? How can I keep my job?"

"Believe it or not, I can make you lose your job right now." Jonathan liked to threaten people like this, "I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

"Three, two, one..." "How to consider within three seconds?" "To kill a person, one second is enough." Jonathan fired again. After a "bang", K's the other hand was disabled too. Jonathan was the winner. On the surface, he talked much nonsense to K, in fact, he was putting his guard down.

Because he knew clearly that how cunning these killers were. Being a killer meant he was a desperado. Rabbit would bite people if they got angry, let alone a desperado. With so many innocent passengers on board, Jonathan was alert, and he didn't let anyone help him but dealt with the killer alone.

"You are not intending to let me go, aren't you?" asked K.

"I hurt your hand. As you said, the killer's hand is the most precious. If I let you go, you will come back to avenge me wherever you fled to.

I don't like to leave any trouble. What's more, you are a bad guy and you have stained too much innocent blood on your hands. I kill you just equal to remove the evil from people."

K smiled contemptuously. "Compared with the blood you stained, I didn't stain too much. Come on, kill me, and my friend will kill you too."

"Do you think that I don't have enemies? Not to mention one of your friends. I won't be afraid if you have a hundred friends. You'd better worry about yourself.

You should have heard of my means to torture people. If you tell me the truth, both of us will be relaxed. But if you don't, you will know what I will do."

Jonathan smiled lazily. His smile was full of the devil, and he was the Death who came for human's lives.

If K knew in advance that he was ordered to kill a rich woman and this case would summon Jonathan, he would not take this job.

Jonathan subdued him and searched all the weapons out of K. The reason why he always wore a mask was that he didn't want to be remembered and caused the enemy's revenge.

He had too many enemies. If someone remembered his look, this person would seek revenge madly.