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

Chapter 384: Chapter 270: Annihilation (Two updates, 8000 words)_2

Whimper!

One by one, the surviving members of the Averson Family step forward to offer flowers, their sobs merging into a chorus.

Pedro’s expression was somber as he surveyed the seemingly desolate cemetery, which in reality was fraught with danger.

In various hidden spots, there were joint enforcement action squads from the FBI and CIA, along with several top-tier special forces teams from the military.

Warplanes circled high above at ten thousand feet, with an armored troop and helicopter troop waiting at a distance, and satellites providing real-time monitoring of the area.

It appeared as though Pedro was there with the surviving family members to remember the deceased, but in reality, it was a meticulously laid ambush.

Following the brutal retaliation from the Jieke Group, the government of Beautiful Country began mobilizing forces for protection.

But there is an adage saying one can’t be on guard against thieves every day, only catch them.

Thus, to lure the snake out of its hole, a trap was set at this location by multiple departments, aiming to draw in those Super Soldiers.

Given the modus operandi of those Super Soldiers toward the Aversons, they would not miss such an opportunity. Once the Super Soldiers showed up, they would fall into an inescapable encirclement.

“Come out, come out! Isn’t your Jieke Group eager to annihilate my Averson Family? Here’s your chance, don’t waste it!”

Pedro mutters incessantly. Ever since the death of his family and the near total annihilation of his kin, his spirit had been greatly shaken. He no longer possessed the bullish attitude from before when he was sanctioning the Jieke Group. Now, filled only with hatred for the Jieke Group and eager for vengeance for the Averson Family, that’s why he was willingly being bait.

Unfortunately, from day to night, there was no movement at all; the Jieke Group seemed to have sensed the ambush and did not willingly jump into the trap.

The Deputy Director of the FBI, Yasmin, stood beside Pedro, helplessly shaking his head and picking up the walkie-talkie, asked, “How is it, Sid, any situation over there?”

“Boss, all is normal, no suspicious people sighted.”

The voice came through the walkie-talkie. In addition to soldiers, the defensive positions were equipped with various high-tech surveillance devices to ensure that not even a fly could sneak in to carry out an assassination.

“Tell the brothers to get ready to pack up; the Jieke Group is too cunning, let’s head back first.”

“Yes, I’ll have people…”

The voice in the walkie-talkie suddenly cut off, alarming Dasmin instantly. He turned on the walkie-talkie to full-frequency communication, yelling, “Everyone, be alert, the Super Soldiers might be here, prepare to engage the enemy.”

It was eerily silent over the walkie-talkie, as if no signal had been received at all.

“Electronic jamming interference or something.”

Dasmin thought to himself, then heard intense gunfire and combat noises from outside.

The noise initially was intense but soon quieted down, becoming eerily silent.

“What a joke, we have so many elite special forces…”

Cold sweat rolled off Dasmin’s forehead as he realized he had neglected one possibility all along—he had assumed that the Jieke Group could only enter through assassination and had never considered that the Jieke Group might opt for a direct assault.

“They are here; Director Dasmin, order your men to act, let none escape.”

Pedro became excited and frenetic, seeing the hope of avenging his great enemy. Even if he couldn’t shake the foundations of the Jieke Group, killing some Super Soldiers to vent his anger seemed good.

Other members of the Averson Family also looked on, nervously surveying their surroundings. Despite multiple layers of protection, the shadow of the Jieke Group’s assassins hung over them, keeping them from any ease.

“Something doesn’t feel right.”

Dasmin shouted into the walkie-talkie a few times, but still no response at all.

Thump!

Thump!

At that moment, Dasmin heard the sound of bodies hitting the ground.

Dressed in Delta forces hiding in the small woods, those soldiers hidden on the trees started falling one after another, with paper figures emerging behind them, stabbing through their hearts and saturating the grass beneath with their blood.

Rustle!

The grass parted to make a path, and a red-dressed woman walked slowly forward. Nearby, precise high-tech instruments started smoking and burning up, and the overhead satellites were blocked by a cloud. This was the portable Array Map at work, rendering even all-weather synthetic aperture radar satellites ineffective and only showing unclear images.

Accompanied by the appearance of a woman in red, a bizarre, cold, and deathly aura permeated the entire scene, causing the skin of every living person present to crawl.

As the woman in red drew closer, it was only then that Dasmin and Pedro could see clearly that the woman was wearing a red wedding dress and a phoenix crown studded with pearls on her head. Her bright eyes exuded a lifeless hue, sending chills down their spines.

Bang!

Dasmin fired a bullet, which went right through the woman’s body.

It was then he truly realized that what he had encountered was not a human, but a ghost, which explained why the soldiers set in ambush had died so quickly.

“Run, run fast!”

Damsin roared as he turned to run ahead of the others.

But before he could complete the action, his body disintegrated like broken building blocks. His head, arms, legs, and various organs broke apart and scattered on the ground.

“A ghost … a ghost!”

The family members of the Aversons were petrified with fear, but whether they thought of running or begging for mercy, the next moment their bodies disintegrated into pieces.

Only Pedro remained alive, staring blankly at the female ghost in front of him. Fear struck him dumb, his soul nearly fleeing his body.

After several seconds, Pedro came back to his senses, his feet unconsciously retreating.

“We are good people, we have no grudges against you, why do you kill?”

Pedro’s voice was hoarse, his eyes full of fear and confusion. He had lived so long and belonged to the upper echelon of society that he had no idea that such supernatural phenomena as fierce ghosts existed in the world.

Unfortunately, he had encountered one.

“Didn’t you just say you would give me a chance to kill you?”

Han Ruyan looked at him, her voice emotionless, “As for having no grudges, you offended my husband, and naturally, that means deep hatred with me.”

“Your husband, could it be… Su Jie?”

Pedro’s pupils dilated, a terrifying guess surfacing in his mind.

“Yes, correct. I found all your family members. My husband said that to destroy the weeds, you must take out the roots, so I came to remove you, the last of these roots.”

Han Ruyan’s expression remained calm, speaking of annihilation as casually as if she was talking about exterminating ants.

Upon hearing this, Pedro’s body swayed even more violently. Knowing that the people before him were killed by this woman, he somehow mustered the courage to pick up the pistol that Dasmin had dropped and tried to kill Han Ruyan.

“I’m going to kill you, demon, die, die, die.”

Bullet after bullet was fired, Han Ruyan caught them seemingly effortlessly in her hand, and the next second she opened her palm, letting the bullets drop to the ground.

“Weapons like these will not kill me; you might try missiles or powerful aerial bombs.”

Han Ruyan kindly reminded him, her taunting at full force.

“Being able to control supernatural powers, is this the greatest secret of your Jieke Group? Why, why possess such powers and yet deal such a cruel hand to us?”

Pedro looked at Han Ruyan with grinding teeth. If he had known that the Jieke Group was so powerful, the Averson Family would never have dared to provoke them!

“My husband said, to kill a chicken to warn the monkeys. Your Averson Family jumped the highest; you are the chicken.”

Han Ruyan raised her hand lightly and said, “You ask too many questions. I’ll send you down early to reunite with your family members.”

“Do you think you’ve really won? Killing our Averson Family will only make my country more determined to eradicate you. Then the missiles and bombs you mentioned will become the weapons that bury you without a trace, and the Jieke Group will be completely destroyed, it will be…”

Pedro’s rant abruptly ceased as his body disintegrated into bits of flesh, falling to the grass.

“The complaints of the weak are always so feeble and powerless.”

Han Ruyan didn’t even glance at the corpse. She turned and walked away slowly, leaving only the drifting Papermen to tidy up the traces.

When the satellite view cleared, there was no longer a living person at the cemetery.