My Daughter is an Assassin - Chapter 12: Chapter 12: The Most Domineering Father in History!

In a hospital in Las Vegas, Borg was treating Judith’s wound. He carefully removed the silver needle from her arm.

When the silver needle was removed, he wiped the sweat off his head. His daughter’s arm was saved successfully, and there were no side effects, not even a scar.

After doing all this, he left the hospital.

Before he came here, he had made an agreement with the people in the hospital. After his daughter fell asleep, he would tend to her.

He did this because he did not want Judith to know his identity.

It was simple. Judith was still young. He did not want to let Judith know so soon, at least not until she was a bit older.

He didn’t want his daughter to live in his shadow for the rest of her life. Her father was the number one assassin in the world. No one else would be able to accept this!

For example, in China, where Borg had done missions before, there lived a famous second-generation rich kid. His father was the chairman of a big company in that country.

However, because of his father, no one cared who he was. Everyone just knew him as the son of the chairman of Wanda Company!

This made this rich second-generation kid very annoyed…

On many occasions, he had publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with his father and the group.

He even said that he would rather be an ordinary person in his next life than be born into a rich family.

Because when people thought of him, their first reaction would always be his father… They wouldn’t ask how he was. They would only ask about his father.

He would always be known as the son of that man, and never an individual in his own right.

Because of this, Borg was worried that Judith would have the same worries and be imprisoned by the name of Asura.

So as long as he was alive, no one would be able to reveal his identity.

And he would always be like this, silently protecting his daughter behind her back.

All because Judith was his family, his daughter!

Of course, at first, he was unwilling to accept Judith as an assassin, but after thinking it through, he had no objections.

Judith was the best gift God gave him! He would always remain gentle with her, protect her.

Judith was Judith. She had her own thoughts and independent personality. He would not interfere too much in these things.

He did not want to make Judith unhappy. As long as she was willing, she could do anything she liked. She could be an assassin; whatever she wanted to be.

If a person could not control his own life, do anything, and listen to what others said, then he was not a person at all. At most, he was a puppet.

Borg did not want to meddle in Judith’s life too much. Perhaps he had thought about it in the past, but he had discounted that. Judith was her own person. And he respected that.

But this time, he had to admit, he had been a little scared…

Fortunately, Pierce was only using his name to get to the top and was easily dealt with.

If Pierce had targeted him, followed through with his plan, then Judith might have died!

With this in mind, he wanted to find a secluded place to cry. Away from the eyes of everyone.

Borg had indeed become a benchmark in countless industries back then. He had countless fans and admirers, but at the same time, he also had countless enemies. Lots and lots of enemies.

Most of these enemies had been sent to hell by him, but there were still many of them left out there…

Some were afraid, and they hid, hoping to never see him again. While some were waiting in the dark, ready to take his life at any time! Some might even be planning something right now, waiting for him to fall into their trap.

Borg didn’t care about this.

Because no matter how he looked at it, these people weren’t strong enough to deal with him.

No matter how strong they were, Borg had a way to defeat them.

But with Judith, everything was different. These people were indeed unable to defeat him, but they could target his daughter… Perhaps they would not rule out attacking Judith!

If that was the case, then Judith would really be in danger.

Because Judith was a newbie who had only just joined the assassin game, she did not have the ability to deal with these people.

Therefore, Borg had to think of a way to protect Judith from others. When Judith had the ability to protect herself, he could let her go, take a step back.

But before that, Borg had to keep an eye on Judith…

This was the only way to protect his daughter from harm!

After Borg left the operating room, the world’s second-ranked top assassin, the Bald Man, quickly ran up to him and whispered in his ear, “Boss, all the representatives of the American forces are here.”

“You take care of it. Just pass on the message to them for me!”

Borg usually didn’t like to participate in such occasions. As long as they knew a little about him and what he wanted, he did not have to show up.

Some things were better left to his subordinates.

After Judith’s attack, he had thought of an idea that might be useful.

That was to gather all the big and small underworld groups in the United States for a meeting.

After the Mafia’s leader, Pierce, was dealt with by Borg, most people were extremely afraid of him. No one dared to not follow his orders!

Many of these people were so scared that their legs went weak after hearing the news of Asura’s revival in the United States.

Therefore, after only a few hours of notification, all of these people arrived together without a single one being late.

After hearing that his boss was not going, the Bald Man was stunned. However, he quickly nodded, indicating that he would do as Borg commanded.

After speaking with the Bald Man, Borg nodded and prepared to leave Las Vegas.

***

Half an hour later, on the top floor of the W Hotel, the Bald Man walked down a carpet that was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and arrived at the entrance of the party. The door opened, and he appeared in front of the representatives of the American high-level forces.

His appearance instantly made everyone stand up. Then, the group of people quickly started to speak.

“Mr. Asura, I’m Russel, the CFO of Max Real Estate Group!”

“Hello, Mr. Asura. I’m Miles, the chief researcher of Fukuyama Biology!”

“Hello, Mr. Asura. I’m an expert from the KONGCHA Group, Kesma!”

The people began to greet each other and introduced themselves to the Bald Man one by one. This introduction was blatantly ingratiating.

If this matter were to be broadcast live on television, the entire United States would probably be shocked.

These people were in control of more than half of the United States’ forces. Each and every one of them was speaking to the Bald Man like a brother.

“I’m sorry, I’m not Mr. Asura. I’m his friend and colleague. He can’t come because he has something to do. He asked me to deliver a message to everyone!”

They had never seen Borg before, so it was natural for them to mistake him for someone else. When they heard that Borg wasn’t coming, they didn’t even dare to get angry. Instead, they became concerned and asked if there was any trouble and if they could help solve it, however, this was just a polite remark.

If Borg had trouble and couldn’t solve it, this kind of thing wasn’t something they could help with.

“Mr. Asura asked me to deliver a message. From today onwards, if his daughter is wronged or hurt in the future, he will…”

The Bald Man began to announce Borg’s words. Then, he stopped.

This pause made everyone a little nervous.

“He will personally wipe out all the forces in America, regardless of whether they are black or white!”

The crowd fell silent, Borg’s words hanging over the room like the blade of a guillotine.