"Brother Jian, do you think that assassin is really so bold as to sneak into our home?"
In the Dong Family Fort, in front of the entrance of the Dong family's headquarters, Dong Qinglong and Dong Jian were standing here like two gate gods, watching the passersby warily.
"How would I know? We don't even know the true identity of the assassin now!" Dong Jian said angrily. "Besides, he even dared to assassinate the family head. Do you think there's anything he doesn't dare to do?"
Dong Jian was a little depressed. Speaking of which, he had seen that assassin more than once!
He had clearly had a chance to capture the other party twice. In that case, he would have made a great contribution.
But he missed the credit given to him.
He didn't even know if the two times he had seen the assassin was his true appearance. This sense of defeat made Dong Jian want to go crazy every time he thought of it.