Chapter 146 - Elimination (1/2)

Chapter 146: Elimination

The street lamps by the side of the road shone into the vehicle, but they were filtered by the dark windows, making it appear abnormally dim.

This seemed to shroud the driver in shadows, bringing an indescribable horror and coldness with him.

This was a completely different feeling from close combat or a gunfight.

The hair on Eugene’s back stood on end. He felt more terrified than ever.

He suddenly braced his body and exerted immense strength, about to activate the machinery inside of him to counterattack at maximum speed. But he suddenly found himself incapable of raising his arms. It felt as if they no longer belonged to him.

The series of counterattacks—which he had expected—encountered obstacles that exceeded his imagination just as they began.

Right on the heels of this, a black muzzle then appeared in front of his eyes.

Eugene immediately felt the metal’s coldness on his forehead.

“Be quiet,” the driver said emotionlessly.

The driver was none other than Shang Jianyao. After befriending Eugene’s driver—Old Geng—and successfully convincing him, he curled up and hid in the space under the driver’s seat. When Eugene came in, he immediately got up and started the car.

Jiang Baimian’s long-range attack convinced Old Geng of Shang Jianyao’s words. He believed that this was a meticulously planned assassination. Furthermore, there was more than one mole among the bodyguards. Therefore, the loyal him could only get the most trustworthy secret guard leader to leave with his boss first.

In order to cooperate with the performance and numb the traitor, Old Geng also followed the instructions of opening and closing the door—an act to show that he had gotten into the car—before rolling on the ground to hide behind a nearby car.

In a dim and chaotic environment, who could distinguish between all of that?

After pressing the Ice Moss pistol to Eugene’s forehead, Shang Jianyao controlled the steering wheel with one hand and calmly instructed, “Turn around and have your back facing me.”

Upon hearing this, Eugene’s eyes narrowed slightly. He slowly shifted his body and turned to the window beside him.

During this process, he paid attention to the other party’s gun-wielding hand. He realized that it was very stable and didn’t tremble at all. The finger on the trigger was clearly ready to squeeze at any sign of defiance. This prevented Eugene from finding an opportunity.

Shang Jianyao maintained his posture and drove a distance before stepping on the brakes.

Almost at the same time, a figure flipped out from the parking lot’s fence, rushed to the SUV’s side in two to three steps, pulled open the backseat door, and jumped in.

It was none other than Jiang Baimian—who had put on a pair of black gloves at some point.

She looked at Eugene and said in surprise, “You haven’t killed him?”

Just as she said that, Eugene took the opportunity to slide down while the two of them were conversing, moving his head away from the muzzle. At the same time, mechanical sounds came from his body.

Jiang Baimian suddenly leaned forward, stretched out her left hand, and pressed down on Eugene’s back.

Countless silver-white electric arcs instantly erupted and leaped onto Eugene, illuminating the car as if it were daytime.

The mechanical sounds in Eugene’s body vanished. Even the artificial heart was affected and suffered a certain level of malfunction. It activated its own stress protection.

The bald man’s eyes gradually rolled back as smoke and a charred smell emanated from his body.

Upon seeing this, Shang Jianyao retracted his hand—which was holding the gun—and stepped on the accelerator, driving the car again.

As the electric bolts subsided, Eugene’s body collapsed into his seat. There were obvious signs of incontinence from his lower body.

Jiang Baimian retracted her left hand and swung it. “Humans with mechanical modifications are relatively afraid of electricity…”

This was because mechanical modifications had to be connected to the human nervous system and had an electric current channel.

Jiang Baimian then snapped at Shang Jianyao. “Shouldn’t you shoot him dead the moment he got in the car and drive out of the encirclement? Aren’t you worried that he will have a way to counterattack? He’s someone who has undergone mechanical modification!”

After Jiang Baimian stopped speaking, Shang Jianyao replied as he drove. “Capturing him alive.”

“…Don’t set such a lofty target next time,” Jiang Baimian advised helplessly. She then took out the small black speaker with a blue bottom—which was slightly larger than her palm—from her large pocket and placed it on the armrest compartment.

“To be honest, its recording and loop playing functions are quite useful. It saved me a lot of bullets.”

At this point, she specifically emphasized, “However, don’t expect it to really cooperate with you. Without real bullets mixed in, those old foxes won’t be deceived. Yes, someone has to cooperate with such an operation.”

She had never imagined that Shang Jianyao would actually bring a small speaker with him when he was clearly out doing black ops.

It was only because this speaker was small and easy to carry around. Otherwise, if it was something like the one used by the Hometown caravan, she suspected that Shang Jianyao would carry it while doing the job.

As Jiang Baimian spoke, the SUV turned into an alley by Central Square and stopped at a corner without any surveillance cameras.

“Wake him up.” Shang Jianyao unbuckled his seatbelt and requested help.

“You even wore a seat belt?” Jiang Baimian wanted to laugh when she saw this scene.

One was a ‘killer,’ and the other was a ‘kidnapper.’ When they achieved their goal and were leaving the scene, they actually ‘abided by the law’ and buckled their seat belts!

This isn’t the only problem… Jiang Baimian muttered and stretched out her left hand, using an electric shock to wake Eugene up.

Just as Eugene opened his eyes, he saw a pair of deep eyes.

Shang Jianyao quickly said, “You were kidnapped by me; your body is under my control. So…”