Chapter 727: Chapter 237: Soone from the X Bureau Cos
The president’s bedroom in the Rose Chamber of Comrce apartnt.
Vera Williams was still rustling so papers at the mahogany desk.
The hands on the wall clock ticked away, and ti quietly slipped by unnoticed.
It was now three o’clock in the morning.
She had intended to sleep for a while, but after speaking with Leonard Churchill, her mind was flooded with too many novel thoughts.
She wanted to jot down these business concepts, which could be considered priceless treasures, and felt no urge to sleep at all.
Moreover, she also had the feeling that the assassination would not co to an end.
So, she simply stayed awake.
The light revealed a face deep in concentration.
As Vera wrote, an idea would occasionally spark in her bright eyes, and she would murmur to herself, “That’s really incredible, these concepts seem completely out of this era. Those Old n are still so complacent, hmph, if they could hear Mr. Leonard Churchill’s words, I’m afraid they would all be astounded. Give ten years, and the entire Federation’s comrcial landscape would surely change…”
Writing and thinking,
suddenly Vera sensed sothing, her heart chilled: soone had entered the room!
Although that person carefully avoided triggering the room’s alarms, as soon as soone entered the Barrier, she was imdiately aware.
“Mr. Leonard Churchill?”
Vera called out softly.
But she also instinctively beca alert, her hand quietly sliding over to a Legacy Card on the desk.
From within the Void ca a response, “Hmm. Soone is here. Don’t mind . Proceed as planned.”
“Oh.”
Hearing that familiar voice, Vera finally relaxed.
When she had told Leonard Churchill about the Restrictions before, she guessed he would co.
But it still felt strange when he actually arrived: the doors and windows were not open, how did he get in?
At the sa ti, she realized, had the assassin arrived?
Even though it was a matter of life and death, Vera didn’t know why, but upon hearing that composed tone, her own heart inexplicably cald a great deal.
As with the plan they had previously made, she didn’t show any signs of abnormality, still writing away as before.
…
Leonard Churchill entered the room and, using “Shadow Submarine,” stealthily hid in the shadows.
Just a Second Tier assassin, although he had only recovered one or two tenths of his strength, he didn’t feel much threat.
Moreover, his Werewolf senses and Air Perception were still sharp, with the assassin’s movents having no secrets from him.
Before long, a pitch-black dagger quietly erged from the Void.
The assassin’s cloaking skills were high; even under the light, no sound was exposed.
Yet, he was completely unaware that, beneath the shadow cast by the light, a pair of eyes was indifferently observing.
“They’ve really co!”
Vera noticed the enemy and pretended to be completely unaware.
As she marveled at the enemy’s appearance, a gloom flitted across her eyes because the assassin had sohow made the original Barrier ineffective.
This ant soone had leaked the detailed arrangents of the apartnt’s Defense Boundary to the assassin!
If she hadn’t added so additional warning asures unknown to others, following Leonard Churchill’s advice,
otherwise, she would have probably gone to her death not knowing what happened.
Thinking that there truly was an “Insider” in the Comrce Guild, Vera felt the betrayal was even more distressing than the assassination attempt itself.
But according to the plan, she couldn’t call for the guards yet.
And it would be pointless.
The assassin had already infiltrated the house, and he was definitely faster than the guards.
It was as if she had handed her life completely over to the friend lurking in the dark.
The sensation of teetering on the edge of life and death caused Vera’s breathing to beco slightly labored.
It was in that instant of thought that the assassin seemingly walked silently behind Vera.
In a flash, the perfectly concealed lethal intent suddenly erupted.
Vera’s back broke out in cold sweat: it’s coming!
But so was hope!
An instant before the dagger ca down, the sound of thunderous gunfire, “bang, bang,” erupted in the room.
Although Alchemy Bullets posed little lethal threat to a Second Tier card master, they could still cause significant injury to an assassin cloaked with Curse Power.
At the very least, it was more than enough to prevent the assassination.
Leonard Churchill had completely retracted his air, and it was not until he pressed the gun against the back of the assassin’s head that the fool noticed.
The gun spewed a Fla tongue.
“Clang,” “clang.”
The assassin’s head gushed blood, and he was startled, instinctively retreating several ters.
…
Listening to the gunfire beside her, Vera heaved a huge sigh of relief.
It was as if Death had removed the scythe from her neck, and that deadly crisis finally dissipated; she murmured, “Mr. Leonard Churchill is really strong…”
She didn’t know why Leonard Churchill had the confidence to devise that plan, using her life as bait.
But she chose to trust and cooperate.
Now it was clear he was assured of his footing.
Leonard had entered the room before the assassin, yet the assassin never noticed there was a third person inside the whole ti.
Just this ability to hide was astonishing.
Probably no one would dare bet a gun’s blast could injure a Second Tier card master, yet he went ahead with it.
Without genuine strength to bolster that confidence, it would be impossible.
Vera, a thought flashing through her mind, also pushed over her chair and sprang back.
That glance revealed an assassin wearing a gas mask covered in blood, the horrifying shock plainly visible in his eyes as he looked at the “third person” holding a gun.
How could this be!
Since when was there an extra person in the room?
Although the assassin did not speak, the tremor in his gaze betrayed his shock and horror.
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