The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 348 - 355 Threat

Chapter 348: Chapter 355 Threat

James Brown was wandering aimlessly on the street when Helen Wilson’s call came through.

"James Brown, where are you now? I have something important to tell you." As soon as the call connected, Helen Wilson spoke with a very serious tone.

This kind of tone was rarely heard from Helen Wilson, indicating that something significant must have happened. He replied, "I’m in YODC City."

"I’m at the police station. Come and pick me up immediately."

After hanging up, James went to fetch his car and drove to the police station. He called Helen Wilson, and she quickly came out.

Seeing Helen Wilson’s composed face, James Brown joked, "What’s the big deal that makes our respected Chief Wilson look like this?"

Helen Wilson turned her head and said, "William Armstrong has escaped."

"Escaped? How can such a serious convict manage to escape?" James Brown asked in surprise.

Helen Wilson’s expression was somewhat awkward, but more than that, it was one of sorrow, and her voice choked up a little as she said, "Because William Armstrong is a serious criminal and is involved with many people, the higher-ups decided to interrogate him elsewhere. Last night, the police car transporting him was attacked. All four officers were shot dead, and William Armstrong escaped."

James Brown furrowed his brows and said, "Does William Armstrong still have such powerful forces on the outside?"

Helen Wilson somberly replied, "William Armstrong’s own power is almost gone now, but he has a brother who is not someone to be taken lightly. His brother is an important member of the J-country’s S Organization. In these years of smuggling, his brother has also put in a lot of effort. We suspect that it was his brother, William Power, who intercepted and sprung William Armstrong. Otherwise, within the country, it’s hard to imagine anyone daring to attack a police car."

James Brown gave an acknowledgment and said, "Then the police really have a headache now."

"Catching them is naturally the responsibility of the police force, but what I’m more worried about now is the fact that the smuggling business William Armstrong has operated for so many years has been destroyed because of the two of us. It’s very likely he will seek revenge. As a police officer, if I’m targeted for revenge, there is nothing to say, but I’m sorry for dragging you into this."

James Brown laughed with a hearty "hehe" and said, "What are you saying, aren’t we on the same side?"

Helen Wilson’s mouth twitched slightly, she closed her eyes, squeezed her eyelids tightly, and then opened her eyes to say, "You can’t joke around at a time like this. From today on, you need to be extra cautious. The police will also assign someone to protect you."

James Brown gave a bitter smile and asked, "Do you think those police officers will be of any use?"

Helen Wilson opened her mouth, then said with bitterness, "Yes, I suddenly feel that we police officers are too weak in front of those terrorists. Four people, all shot in the head, they are just too cruel."

James Brown knew that Helen Wilson must have been deeply shocked. Despite being a police officer, Helen Wilson was just a girl, and how could she possibly accept such a scene? She probably also thought about the possibility of being targeted for revenge, and if her fate were the same as those four police officers, how could she not be frightened.

But James Brown was now thinking about another issue. Could the hitman from a few days ago have been sent by that William Power? James Brown had come into contact with the S Organization and knew that they had many skilled individuals within their ranks.

However, James Brown felt something was not quite right. The female hitman’s skills were exceptionally high, and she had hidden her identity so deeply. She was undoubtedly intent on targeting him, probably because she knew of his martial prowess. Otherwise, with the hitman’s skills, there would be no need to employ so many tactics against an ordinary person.

Helen Wilson saw James Brown remain silent and thought he was scared. She sighed softly and said, "I’m telling you this so you can be more careful. Don’t wander around at night, then you’ll be much safer. The police should be able to apprehend them soon."

James Brown saw genuine concern in Helen Wilson’s eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "I’m fine, but you should take extra precautions. If you encounter any danger, remember to let me know immediately."

Helen Wilson nodded and said, "I should let you know, indeed. If something happens to me, they will surely go after you for revenge. How about... you stay at my place for a while? It would be safer for both of us to watch out for each other. Don’t think that I have any other intentions towards you, I am thinking of protecting you."

If it were a few days ago, James Brown would have readily agreed, both for Helen Wilson’s safety and because it was fun to be with her. Besides, they had a past relationship; living together certainly had its allure. But now that he was a married man and despite not having strong feelings for Gina Lopez, the marriage certificate made James Brown subconsciously unable to act as freely as before.

He gave a chuckle and said, "With your skills, it sounds like you want me to protect you."

Helen Wilson glared, "Hmph, you used to be a bit better than me, but I’ve been improving lately. Now it’s hard to say who would win. Should we put it to the test?"

James Brown gave a hearty laugh and said, "Alright, let’s give it a try... Oh, no, I can’t today, I have stuff to do, I can’t go with you."

Helen Wilson was initially excited, but James Brown’s sudden change of plans disappointed her greatly. She snorted and said, "I didn’t even want your help in the first place." Then she pushed the door open, got out of the car, and stormed into the station.

James Brown shook his head, lit a cigarette, and took a couple of puffs. In the past, he didn’t care much for Helen Wilson, but now that they had been involved with each other, even if they couldn’t end up together, James Brown couldn’t bear to see Helen Wilson get hurt.

Directly protecting Helen Wilson was the safest option, but James Brown knew it was impossible to do so forever. Given Helen’s strong-willed nature, she would definitely make a fair number of enemies in the future, so the best way was to find a method to improve her strength.

The phone rang. James Brown saw that it was from Sunny Nguyen and casually answered it. Sunny’s crisp voice came through the phone.

"James, are you busy tonight?"

James Brown replied with a smile, "Whether I am or not, if Sunny needs something, then that’s my priority."

"Then tonight... come to my place."

James Brown paused, considering Gina Lopez had married him; it was likely she might have told Sunny Nguyen about it. If Sunny was asking him to stay at her place now, could it be Gina testing him? But regardless of whether it was a test or not, James Brown nodded and said, "Alright, wait for me. I should be able to make it over by around nine since I’ve got a bit of business this evening."

"Hehe, you agree so readily. Aren’t you afraid your wife will scold you?"

James Brown smiled lightly and said, "I guess Gina is right there with you, or else you wouldn’t be calling me."

Indeed, as James Brown had surmised, Gina Lopez was sitting next to Sunny Nguyen. Hearing James quickly agreeing, she felt somewhat uncomfortable. Even if she didn’t mind him being with Sunny, he could have been less eager in his consent.

But now that James had guessed she was there too, Gina felt both embarrassed and surprised. Embarrassed because she was there and had let Sunny make the call - the intentions behind it were now dubious. Surprised because James had instantly guessed her presence.

Sunny Nguyen was also surprised and said, "You knew she was there, and you still agreed to come?"

James Brown chuckled and replied, "Since she let you call me, why shouldn’t I agree? Besides, you haven’t said we’re going to do anything scandalous. Just because I’m married doesn’t mean I can’t socialize with other women, right?"

Sunny Nguyen laughed and said, "You make it sound so righteous. Alright, I’ll wait for you tonight."

After hanging up, Sunny Nguyen turned to look at Gina Lopez, who cleared her throat and said, "Don’t look at me; I won’t regret it. Whatever you do tonight is up to you."

Sunny Nguyen’s face blushed a bit, and said, "Then I won’t hold back, don’t blame me afterward."

"I, Gina Lopez, am not someone who goes back on her words. But how in the world did that guy know I was there?"

"That, I have no idea. But this guy has always been so formidable. Anyone who underestimates him is sure to suffer a big loss. You know, he once saved Lucy Campbell. Someone like Lucy, surely she’s never short of bodyguards. If she encountered danger, it must have been a significant trouble, beyond what her bodyguards could handle. Yet, at that moment, it was James Brown who rescued her, which just shows how formidable he is."

Gina Lopez was stunned for a moment. Although she also felt that James Brown was different from ordinary people, deep down, she still thought of him as quite ordinary and not particularly exceptional. Now, she felt she should reevaluate James Brown more carefully.

"Gina, now that you are James’s wife, let me remind you that James is indeed a rare gem of a man. If you only focus on his faults, he might not be your first choice, but if you see his merits, you’ll realize that marrying a man like him is truly a blessing."

Saying this, Sunny Nguyen seemed a bit dreamy herself, feeling all soft and fuzzy inside at the prospect of being with James Brown that evening.

Gina Lopez nodded gently and said, "You’re right, I should indeed get to know him better. Hey, Sunny, what’s with you? Don’t tell me you’re getting sentimental just talking about that guy?"

Sunny Nguyen didn’t deny it and giggled, saying, "You’ve been to bed with James. Don’t you know he’s quite capable of satisfying a woman in that aspect?"

Gina Lopez’s face turned crimson; she had felt nothing during last night’s encounter.