Hidden Assassin 252

“Mr. Castro is dead.” A deep voice came from the phone. “Ten minutes ago, more than fifty heavily armed assassins stormed the branch base. We don’t know how they found out where it was, but… Mr. Castro died while evacuating. They must belong to the Miracle of Creation. Someone saw James…”

He sat stunned in the car for almost half a minute, then rolled down the window, letting the icy snow wind blow in. “Was there anyone resembling Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia?”

“This… we don’t have detailed information about Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia…”

“I said resembling!” Suddenly, John Amir roared. “Please give me a possible estimate! We mobilized so many people here, leaving the whole base empty, just to kill her! Now she’s killed her way back! Give me a possible guess, okay?!”

“This…” At that moment of chaotic thoughts, John Amir already had his own guesses. The person on the other end seemed uncertain as well. After a pause, he followed John’s words. “It seems… there was a female assassin resembling Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia, but we can’t confirm…”

“Click,” he threw the phone away and picked up the walkie-talkie. “Everyone listen up, change of plan, kill the target and all the enemies in the building, prepare to evacuate.”

Just after finishing the sentence, he released the button on the walkie-talkie, and someone on the other end pressed the call button. “But… we’ve already captured the target, should we kill her…?”

“Uh, captured?”

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The basement of the building, the parking lot.

The darkness in the space was suffocating, and a few beams of light, following the direction of the guns, were focused on a corner of the parking lot.

“Drop your guns, hurry up and drop them!”

Following the shouts, figures surrounded them from three sides. There weren’t many people, only four assassins, close and far. However, as one assassin holding a submachine gun roared, Mantou, who had just sat in the driver’s seat, slowly raised his hands and tossed his gun out of the car.

At this moment, the car door wasn’t closed. Mantou and Mr. Chen sat in the front. Ya Han and her mother had just entered the backseat. Robert, whose body was half-covered in blood, was sitting in the car behind them. The other two hadn’t had time to get in and had also raised their hands. In terms of numbers, they had the advantage, but in the current situation, their elderly, weak, and wounded were of little use. Most importantly, on the roof of the car not far away, an assassin was aiming a rocket launcher at them. They were already inside the car, but they hadn’t even fired a shot. If the other side fired a rocket, there would be no chance of survival.

“Damn…”

Mantou, who was also injured and bleeding, cursed inwardly. If it were only him, he might be able to jump out to the side and survive, but how could the two women in the backseat keep up? The flashlight on the gun of the assassin in front was too bright, flashing in his eyes, making him anxious. He had predicted the worst-case scenario with Qiao Guorui – when he couldn’t ensure his own safety, he would sacrifice everything, and he absolutely couldn’t let Pei Luo Jia get hold of anything that could threaten Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia. Now… was it time…?

Thinking this, the assassin by the car door was talking to his companions. He couldn’t hear the sound in the headset, but he could hear his voice. The other side of the intercom system must be John Amir, who was leading the operation.

“Yeah, we’re in the parking lot. It matches their predicted departure point…”

“No problem, everyone can come, the situation is under control…”

“Aisen, Tony, Arthur, and I are here. If they dare to make a move, Aisen’s rocket will turn them all into roast pigs in the first place…”

“Okay…”

After the call ended, the person seemed to have received instructions. He walked to the back and pointed the gun at Ya Han. “You, get out!”

Ya Han’s face, slightly pale, showed no surprise, as if she had expected this to happen. Her mother shouted, “No, what are you doing?!” She wanted to hold Ya Han back, but Ya Han turned back and whispered a few words of comfort.

“Don’t worry, someone will come to save us, I know.”

After speaking softly, she took a deep breath and got out of the car.

“This way!”

The assassin pointed the gun toward the front, and Ya Han glanced at him. The light in front was dazzling, and she subconsciously turned her head slightly. “Don’t hurt them! Otherwise, you’ll be in big trouble!”

“No nonsense! Move!” The assassin pushed her back with the butt of his gun. Ya Han pulled at her slightly messy clothes and walked forward, looking back from time to time.

“Over there, Miss, please go and sit in that car.”

As the person spoke, the distance between them gradually widened. Five steps, ten steps… Mantou closed his eyes and his body trembled slightly. On the one hand, the light in front was too dazzling, on the other hand, he lowered his hand slightly. He had more than one gun on his body. If he pulled it out, he might be able to kill the woman in front of him in the first place, but he would also be dead… Beads of sweat mixed with blood flowed down his face, but there was also a hint of hesitation in his heart. The light in front was too disgusting. Was the person aware of his intentions?

Fifteen steps. Ya Han walked to the side of the jeep with the open back door and stopped.

“Get in!”

“Hey, I think that red Chrysler over there looks nicer, don’t you think?”

The strange sound came from the assassin in front of her, the one with the particularly dazzling flashlight. It sounded like a joke. The leading assassin looked at him. “Hey, Tony, now is not…”

In the parking lot, Mantou’s nerves suddenly tensed up. As a special agent, his intuition told him that the entire space was frozen for less than half a second, but it gave people an incredibly dark and deep feeling in that instant.

The next moment, roaring gunshots broke out, bullets like a thousand meteors tearing through the surrounding space!

“You’re not Tony…”

“Ap——ple——”

Mixed in with the roar of machine guns were shocked voices and composed tones. The dazzling light shifted away from the passengers in the car. Two machine guns were flailing in the hands of the man. One assassin who was still standing next to the car was almost instantly blown to pieces by bullets, and the man on the roof with the rocket launcher was blown away. As he flew, a rocket slammed into the ceiling of the parking lot. Stones flew, and various objects from the upper levels kept falling. The man next to Ya Han was now riddled with bullet holes and had fallen beside the car.

In the car.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed. Three assassins were killed instantly. Mantou, who had reacted, turned the ignition in the car and tried to start it. His mother-in-law was still in shock. Ya Han looked around. The assassin who had suddenly changed sides was already striding towards them. At the same time, gunshots rang out dozens of meters away, bullets sparking off the nearby cars. More assassins were coming.

Bullets were pouring down almost madly. It was already a bit troublesome to get back to Mantou’s car. Ya Han stood there, staring at the American man who was walking towards her. He pressed her down, and he pushed the corpse on the sports car aside. He opened the car door.

“…Because I don’t have the keys to your car.”

The tone was slightly familiar to Ya Han. It seemed as if he was explaining the reason for his previous request to the dead man on the ground. As he spoke, he shoved her into the passenger seat of the sports car, and he leaped into the driver’s seat, slamming the door shut.

He turned the ignition. The engine roared to life instantly.

“Make sure the windows are closed, fasten your seatbelt, take a deep breath, it’s okay to scream, this car takes three seconds to go from zero to one hundred kilometers per hour.” As he spoke, the sports car shot off like a rocket. At the same time, a rocket flew past the spot where the car had been parked, lifting a jeep in the air. “I guarantee it with this personality I’m currently using…”

For a moment, she could almost hear the sound of the wind breaking. That familiar tone, she felt, was like a hallucination. The immense acceleration of the sports car as it took off pressed her firmly into the seat. She hurriedly grabbed the seatbelt and “click,” she fastened it accurately. The man next to her seemed surprised by her quick movements and subconsciously whistled. Looking back, Ya Han saw the flames behind them rapidly receding, and Mantou’s car was speeding away in another direction.

The sports car drifted around two sharp turns in an instant. In the darkness, countless cars flashed past her eyes. She hadn’t had time to catch her breath when the sports car was speeding toward the wall with no exit ahead.

With a speed of dozens of meters, it was just a blink of an eye for this car. Before she could scream, she shut her eyes tightly.

Boom—

It was the sound of an explosion that could be heard from the street outside. The pre-prepared explosives had blown up the entire exterior wall of the parking lot. A sports car roared out, amidst countless flying debris!

Even without hitting the entire wall directly, it would be tough enough to hit the flying debris at this speed, but she only heard a few muffled sounds in the car. The glass was completely intact. When she opened her eyes again, the dark cityscape flashed past her eyes. Pei Luo Jia’s assassins had naturally controlled the street behind the building, but the road was still congested with vehicles. Along the pedestrian path, which was still fairly open, the sports car sped towards one end.

The bullets hit the windows with a bang and were instantly deflected by the bulletproof glass.

Looking back, a rocket caused a chain reaction of explosions behind them, engulfing several cars in flames.

The police checkpoint was right ahead, but more vehicles were blocking even the pedestrian path. The second rocket blew up the cars directly in front of them. With a sharp turn of the steering wheel, the sports car flew toward a nearby building.

The bottom three floors of the building were all parking garages. On the second floor, in a silver sports car, John Amir was speaking into the walkie-talkie: “Stop him, stop him no matter what! What? What did you say? Speak up, I can’t hear you!” He looked up sharply. A red sports car was speeding up the ramp to the third floor not far from him.

“No need to say anything, I’ve seen it! Change to Plan C, intercept him!”

As he spoke, he quickly started the car. He hadn’t even taken off yet when there was a loud boom above his head. The red sports car had rammed into the railing on the third floor of the parking garage and flew directly onto the overpass on the side. The sparks from the car’s undercarriage flashed past his head.

Snow and wind filled the sky!

The silver sports car sped out, heading for the third floor!

The overpass turned a sharp corner here. Since they didn’t have enough time, the police had controlled the traffic in several nearby blocks, but they hadn’t had time to stop the traffic here. The red Chrysler roared directly into the bend, its body sparking violently against the inner railing. A second later, the sports car regained control and inserted itself into the gaps in the traffic ahead with the utmost speed, continuously overtaking. Behind it, the car’s sudden entry caused a small-scale chain collision. Moments later, another silver car rushed into the traffic, quickly passing the site of the minor collision of several cars, leaving behind a more serious car accident.

Ya Han turned back, pressing her body against the seat back. In her field of vision, the speed of the sports car continued to increase, crossing the bend in the distance, and further on, a busy intersection, the main artery of New York.

Countless vehicles were thrown back behind them.

She mumbled, not knowing what to say. The man driving the car had already taken out a walkie-talkie and placed it in front of him. He pressed a button, and a cacophony of voices came from the other side.

“Who the hell is it, I need a definitive answer, is it Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia?!”

“We… can’t be sure, she impersonated Tony, I heard Joshua shout at the end that you’re not Tony…”

“Besides Flower-Picking Great Thief Yujinxia, I don’t think anyone else has this capability…”

“He’s going to the intersection, Qiao, Will… you guys block him!”

Even though she didn’t know exactly who was talking, Ya Han could understand that they had arranged for someone to be ahead. After the commotion, the intercom system was quiet for a while. The intersection was getting closer and closer. The flow of traffic was crowded and congested. Various trees, neon lights, and buildings on both sides of the road converged into the busiest New York City night scene. She couldn’t tell who was the enemy. Slowly, the man in the driver’s seat reached out and pressed the talk button on the walkie-talkie.

In the rear, including John, everyone’s walkie-talkie emitted the same voice. It was Jian Suyan’s, a somewhat indifferent, neutral, and slightly arrogant voice.

“Who’s your daddy, John?” There was a faint smile in his voice. “It’s me.”

At the intersection, the traffic lights began to count down. As the lights changed, all four directions turned green simultaneously. Immediately following, there were sounds of countless horns, brakes, and collisions.

A red sports car sped out of the center of the massive collision, roaring towards the magnificent Manhattan Bridge in the distance. Behind it, countless swirls of snow and wind were particularly poignant in the light…

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