I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 1308 - : Assassination

“If it were not for the typhoon weather lately, I would have recommended you visit Monserrate. From my personal point of view, it’s probably the most beautiful place in Bogota. I went there last year around this time, and I can tell you that every time I look at the city from the above, I always feel my own insignificance.

There is a church on the top of the mountain with a statue of the crucified Christ. It has been said that many miracles have happened there…” Inside the limo, the Colombian president described the beauty of this city to him vividly.

Zhang Yaping, who sat across from him, resisted the urge to tell him that if he could make time to visit Xin, looking down from the space elevator would make him feel more insignificant.

“Really? If the weather clears up, I’ll consider making a visit.”

Zhang Yaping forced a slightly reluctant smile as his eyes kept searching the street outside the window.

Perhaps he was being too nervous but he had a feeling that a masked guy would jump out from the crowd and shoot at him with an AK-47, or perhaps fire an RPG-7 or something. Therefore, what Juan said after completed escaped him.

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“Mr. Zhang?” Juan looked at Zhang Yaping, confused, as he called out his name.

After Zhang Yaping recollected his thoughts, he withdrew his gaze from out the window and coughed while being apologetic.

“Sorry, where were we just now?”

“That 50 billion loan.” Juan did not mind Zhang Yaping’s faux pas. With eyes full of light, Juan continued, “Although we will not compromise on national security issues, if Future Bank is willing to invest in Colombia’s infrastructure, we are willing to carry out more cooperation in high-tech fields that you excel at, such as…maglev roads.”

Zhang Yaping mocked in his mind.

Want to introduce maglev roads?

Haha, what a joke!

There are countless representatives of other countries lined up in front of Future Group.

Zhang Yaping nonchalantly responded to Juan and his gaze drifted back to the rainy weather outside.

Just then, he frowned.

For some reason, he felt like he was being watched.

A pair of eyes seemed to be spying on him in the dark…

…

At the rotisserie on the street, Andrew, who sat in a chair with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He pressed the headset in his ear and said softly.

“The third car, to the left.”

Sakai, who was across from him, put down the menu and looked at the street not far away. She casually touched the black fishing rod bag by the table next to her right hand.

Andrew noticed Sakai’s movements and smiled gently.

“Don’t worry, let Garek do it.”

Sakai loosened her hand as she shrugged.

“I was preparing just in case.”

Xin delegation’s convoy quickly entered the street next to them, and the smile on Andrew’s face became brighter.

Based on the plan they designed yesterday, when the Xin president passed the fourth street light, Garek who was lurking in the clock tower would pull the trigger. Then they could find a place to hide, pop the champagne, turn on the news, and wait for the CIB agent’s body to be discovered by Ghost Agents. Finally, they would only have to wait for the furious Xin to declare war on the UA…

Of course, Xin could choose to just accept the loss.

But based on precedence, the possibility was close to zero.

When the third vehicle passed the fourth street light, Andrew’s smile froze, and he jerked his head toward the clock tower.

“Impossible… Garek did not get to the sniper position? How is this possible?”

There was a gleam of disbelief in his pupils, and his eyes widened as he watched the convoy continue forward.

“It seems that Garek has escaped.” Sakai grabbed the fishing rod bag, pushed aside the chair, and stood up. Then she pulled up the hood on her jacket as a menacing light appeared in her eyes and she said, “Execute the backup plan.”

“I’ll leave it to you.” Andrew’s expression did not look great.

Garek backing down was undoubtedly a heavy blow to their plan.

But fortunately, he had a backup plan to prevent the entire mission from faltering. It was just that if Sakai executed the mission, it would be difficult to fool the Ghost Agents and plant it on the CIB.

That failure!

He cursed the mercenary 10,000 times in his mind, and he already made up his mind. Once the mission was over, he would catch the guy who betrayed the organization and use the cruelest way to make him regret his betrayal.

“Ok.”

Without any nonsense, Sakai tossed the bag behind her and chased after the convoy.

As Sakai disappeared into the crowd, Andrew took a deep breath, slowly closed his dry eyelids, and instantly spread out his immense mental power. It spanned five streets and weaved into a giant spiritual network.

Under this big web, the spiritual entities were like flying mosquitoes falling into the web; no one could escape. What made the psychics terrifying was their ability to attack from anywhere without even being recognized where the attack came from.

Soon, Andrew’s consciousness locked onto the driver of Zhang Yaping’s car, and his immense mental power flooded the car like a tide.

The driver who was driving felt dizzy as he lost control of his hands and feet, he turned the steering wheel violently and stepped on the gas

“FU*K, what are you doing!”

The bodyguard next to him reached out to control the driver, but the next second, his brain felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and he fainted.

The vehicle that lost control crashed into the crowd on both sides of the street.

Because of the heavy rain, the umbrellas obstructed people’s views. When the car lost control, the pedestrians didn’t even realize what had just happened before they were hit.

With a terrifying bloodstain dragged out on the ground, the limo that lost control smashed through the window right into the supermarket on the side of the road. It knocked down several rows of shelves before it finally stopped.

People screamed, cried, and begged. The frightened crowd fled in all directions, and the streets were in complete chaos. People who weren’t aware of the situation thought that there was another terrorist attack. Under the cascading effect, they also ran with the panicked crowd.

Not just the president’s vehicle.

There were five cars in total, and the driver of each car rolled their eyes as if they were all on drugs. They stepped on the gas pedal to the limit, rammed through the street, and made the ready chaotic scene even more chaotic.

In the vehicle that crashed into the supermarket first, the door of the back seat opened, and a man covered in blood struggled to get out of the car.

“Dam…n…”

Juan climbed up from the floor filled with glass shards. His face was filled with terror. He turned back to look at the unconscious Zhang Yaping and then pulled out his phone.

But just when he was about to call the Director of Bogota Police, a black muzzle appeared in front of his eyes.

Pew-

There was a short and quiet shot, and a flash appeared in the muzzle attached with a silencer.

The phone fell to the ground, and Juan returned back on the floor covered with glass. Blood seeped down from his forehead and blood covered his panic-stricken face.

Sakai stepped over Juan’s corpse, looked at the unconscious target sitting in the car, and the sneer on her face under the hood started to become more and more obvious.

She raised the gun, aimed it at Zhang Yaping’s head, and was about to pull the trigger.

But at this moment, a sound that pierced through air stroke her from the side…

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