The presidential palace of Namibia…
A resolute white man opened the curtains and looked at the rioters gathered in front of the presidential palace. His tone was slightly irritable.
"Forney, you called me to this godforsaken place. If you don't give me the orb you promised me, hmph, you know what will happen.”
The man turned around. It was the world-famous King of Fighters, Aldrich. Rum.
"Mr. Rum, as long as you help me resolve this riot, I promise to give you the Orb as the President of Namibia.”
Gilaka wiped the sweat off his forehead. If it weren't for the mess left behind by the previous presidents, he wouldn't have had to bow down to this King of Fighters.
"Forney, as the president of a country, you should know the consequences of massacring rioting citizens. The only thing I can help you with is your martial arts.”
"Sir Rum, our country is running out of ammunition, and there must be a few big countries secretly supporting this riot. You must help me.”
Rum was furious
"So, Mr. President, you mean that you want me to go against those big countries alone?”
"No, no, as long as Sir Rum kills a few leaders of the revolution for me.”
"That's more like it. Killing a few ants won't waste much time. As for the pearl, give it to me first. I will keep my word.”
President Gillak clapped his hands, and the door of the president's office was pushed open. A man in a black suit walked in. He was handcuffed with one hand and the other handcuffed to an iron box.
"Take out your key!"
President Girak took out a small key and inserted it into the keyhole of the iron box.
The man in the black suit nodded and inserted the same key into the keyhole on the other end. The two of them turned the key at the same time.
The box fell to the ground, and Rum's hands were instantly covered in blue flames. The surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and some of the easily dissolved objects in the room began to melt slightly.
Rum struck down with his palm, and the exquisite iron box was easily melted into molten iron, leaving a hole in the floor. In Rum's hand, there was a dim round ball.
"I'll take the orb. You can send the information about the leaders of the revolutionary army to my hotel. I will help you settle this matter as soon as possible.”
Before he could finish, he had already left, leaving an echo in the room.
Number 10…On the second day of the uprising, the flames of war spread across the country, especially in the capital.
In Halalei, there were no more pedestrians on the dilapidated streets. Those who did not participate in the uprising were hiding in their homes, praying that the war would soon pass.
"Ta Ta…"
At the end of the street, messy footsteps could be heard. A group of Revolutionaries armed with all kinds of weapons chased after two government soldiers.
"Look! The two government lackeys ran over there.”
In front of them, two men in military uniforms were running at high speed. As they ran, they were looking for something to cover them.
"Jim! We're really unlucky! You said that it would have been better for you to stay at home or accept that person's mission.”
These two men were the two mercenaries that Yihao was interested in at the bar that day.
"Hey, Anca, isn't this exciting? It had been a long time since he had been chased by more than a hundred armed men.”
Jim rubbed his nose and said,
"Stimulation, what stimulation! You said you were born into a tribe chief's family. Of all the things you could be, you had to be a mercenary!”
"Alright, buddy, there's no time to talk now. Let's quickly find a place to hide.”
A stray bullet flew over and quickly embedded itself into Anca's left shoulder.
"Brother…I was shot."
Jim quickly ran around the corner and rushed into an inn. He ran to the safety passage, and Anka followed him.
"Where is he? Damn it, it disappeared so quickly. Brothers, go search this hotel!”
A large group of revolutionary soldiers rushed into the hotel. The young man at the front desk had already shrunk into the platform and was trembling.
The first thing that the number four figure of the Bika Revolutionary Army noticed was the safe passage. The lid of the trash can had not been opened, and there was no elevator in the hotel.
Anca walked around the safe passage. After making sure there was no one, he signaled for everyone to leave.
On the ceiling of the emergency exit, Yihao's body was pressed against it. He held Jim with one hand and Anka's left shoulder with the other, temporarily freezing Anka's wound so that blood wouldn't drip.
"Thank you for saving us. But how did you do it?”
Anca asked curiously.
Yihao moved his lips.
"Shh…Keep your voice down, he'll be back."
As expected, in less than three minutes, Bica rushed into the safety passage again.
"There's really no one? Am I being too paranoid…"
After returning for the third time, Bica finally gave up on searching the inn.
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