Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 378: Chapter 268: Annihilation (Two updates: 8500 words!)

Beautiful Country, California, San Francisco.

Having smuggled himself in through an underground tunnel from the Mexico border, Miao Lun, carrying a climbing backpack, nonchalantly walked the streets of the Beautiful Country.

San Francisco had a population of approximately 780,000, of which about 200,000 were of Chinese descent, making it the city with the highest proportion of Chinese people in the Beautiful Country. Miao Lun’s face blended perfectly as he walked along.

He tipped his cap lower over his eyes and slowly made his way into a high-end villa district.

The high-end villa districts in the Beautiful Country had higher taxes, more patrolling police officers, and a fast response to emergencies.

But Miao Lun’s seemingly aimless movements allowed him to preemptively avoid the patrolling police, entering through the blind spots of surveillance cameras.

“Ferry Avenue, Villa Number 24.”

His phone vibrated briefly, indicating a GPS location from some mapping software, marking a private villa.

Also sent were seven or eight sketched portraits, the most conspicuous being that of a chubby, greasy-faced middle-aged man.

Miao Lun had looked up information on Asder Pharmaceutical online; this man seemed to be one of the executive directors.

Seeing how clear the photo was, Miao Lun couldn’t help but think of the woman in red he had met in Tijuana, Mexico, who exuded a chilly aura.

Even as a Genetic Warrior, the sense of danger she gave him felt as if she could kill him with a flick of her finger.

And that woman, known as Miss Han, was the special personnel assisting him on this mission, as General Su had mentioned. She provided the location and photos.

Crushing the phone in his hand, he tossed it into the back of a pickup truck that passed by. Miao Lun tightened his backpack straps and headed towards Villa Number 24.

His walking speed increased, his steps nearly blurring, yet Miao Lun’s upper body remained steady as he confidently took out gloves, a head cover, a mask, pulled two short-barreled submachine guns out and stuffed them into his jacket, and wrapped a magazine belt around his waist.

Lastly, he took out an enchanted disruptor, switched it on to incapacitate the nearby wireless cameras, and carefully avoided wired ones.

By the time he finished these preparations, Miao Lun had reached the vicinity of Villa Number 24.

This was an ultra-luxurious private villa, more like a manor than a villa, complete with a horse stable, garden, pond, lawn, and more.

Upon arriving, Miao Lun’s ears enlarged slightly, emitting ultrasonic waves that spread out and sent back every collision feedback into his mind.

“3… 5… 8 targets, all here.”

Miao Lun slipped on his head cover and, pulling a fuse from his climbing pack, he threw it towards the villa’s main gate.

A few well-dressed bodyguards, wearing earpieces and looking robust, stationed at the entrance, momentarily stunned, then skilfully reached for the guns at their waists.

But they were still a moment too slow.

The TNT explosives hidden in the backpack were ignited by the fuse, and with a flash and a booming blast, fences, barriers, and body parts scattered everywhere.

Amidst the flames, like an arrow shot from a crossbow, Miao Lun charged into the villa.

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“What’s happened, where did that explosion come from?”

In the villa’s master bedroom, Xisuo Averson woke up startled and ran out in his pajamas.

Xisuo was the uncle of the current patriarch of the Averson Family, Pedro, with a 1.6% shareholding in Asder Pharmaceutical, also serving as one of its executive directors, holding a significant weight within the family.

Having recently made an enemy of the Jieke Group, Xisuo had been feeling uneasy, mindful that the previous patriarch, Jose, had been killed by those lunatics.

To avoid being targeted by the Jieke Group, he had spent a lot of money upgrading his security.

So, at the sound of the explosion, he immediately became anxious.

“Daddy, mommy, what’s happening? I was just disciplining the manservant. What’s that noise ruining my mood?”

“Honey, what’s going on, where’s that explosion coming from?”

“Son, who would dare to make trouble here? Don’t they want to live?”

Xisuo’s family also ran out, some holding whips, some with face masks, and others with phones in hand, looking furious, gathering around Xisuo.

“It might be an assassination by the Jieke Group.”

Xisuo voiced his uneasy guess.

No sooner had he spoken than his previously brash family turned pale, fully aware of how the previous patriarch had died.

“Don’t be scared, I’ve hired many elite bodyguards and prepared plenty of Heavy Weapons. The glass and buildings of the villa have been modified; he can’t get up here.”

Xisuo reassured his family and took out a remote to lock down the security system leading to their floor, as iron bars fell across the glass and doors.

Combined with the dozens of elite bodyguards and powerful Heavy Weapons, it resembled a small fortress, providing a strong sense of security.

After ensuring his own safety, Xisuo couldn’t resist moving to the window, quietly opening a small viewing slot, only to be startled by the sound of gunfire, like beans being fried.

As he looked down, Xisuo saw a sight that left him agape.

He saw a man clad in a head cover and mask, reminiscent of a ruthless gangster from the movies, unleashing a slaughter. The man’s two submachine guns were spitting bullets incessantly, snatching the lives of the bodyguards.

“Super Soldier.”

Xisuo instantly realized that anyone possessing such formidable combat skills was undoubtedly a Super Soldier, confirming that the Jieke Group had indeed begun their bloody revenge on the Averson Family.

“No, no, no, I have so many bodyguards, and without Battle Armor, he shouldn’t be able to overpower my men.”