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32.48% I’m In Charge of SCP / Chapter 89: Assassination Part 2

章 89: Assassination Part 2

Zhang Jue sat in the restaurant next to the airport, his right thumb and forefinger cupping his chin with a serious expression. This was a habitual action when he was thinking. Whenever he encountered trouble, he would put his mind into high gear. If the brain is compared to a CPU, then his brain is now overclocked. From the time he left home this morning, he felt that something was wrong around him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He had breakfast, checked out of his hotel room, and took a taxi to the airport. All simple and normal things, but he felt something was out of the ordinary. Was he being too sensitive? Zhang Jue frowned for the first time. He had a bad feeling that the return trip would not be so smooth.

"Sir, can I sit here?" The little girl's voice came. Zhang Jue looked up, only to see a girl of sixteen or seventeen looking at him, blond hair and blue eyes, very beautiful. There were many people in the restaurant, and it was common to share a table. Zhang Jue nodded his head.

The little girl put her luggage aside. Then she lay down on the table and looked at Zhang Jue. He looked around to ensure that the little girl was looking at herself.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Sir, I lost my wallet. Can you treat me to a meal?" The little girl said with a smile.

"..."

The little girl had red lips and white teeth, and her big blue eyes were very moving. Her look was not at all like someone who had lost their wallet. Even an ordinary person would not be fooled, let alone Zhang Jue. But unpredictably, Zhang Jue did not refuse her and pushed the menu to one side in front of her.

"Order what you want to eat."

Zhang Jue was not confused by her appearance. He invited her to eat because after this little girl sat next to him, that uncomfortable feeling he had disappeared surprisingly. I don't know if it was just his illusion. The little girl ordered only one pasta dish and pushed the menu to him again.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Zhang Jue glanced at the prices on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"You eat yourself. I'm not hungry."

The little girl ate her pasta without any hesitation, and Zhang Jue had never seen a girl eat so quickly. In less than five minutes, a large plate of pasta had been wiped out by her.

"Still eating?" Zhang Jue asked.

"No, I'm full, thank you." The little girl smiled, her eyes brightening a bit. Hearing her say that, Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

The little girl suddenly asked, "Are you a Chinese person?"

Zhang Jue nodded his head.

The little girl asked again, "Then what are you doing here?"

It was actually a bit rude to ask so many questions to a stranger, but Zhang Jue didn't refuse to answer. Instead, he told the truth. "I promised someone that I would come to visit a friend of his."

"So that's how it is." The little girl lowered her head and murmured.

"What?" Zhang Jue didn't hear her clearly.

"Nothing." The little girl raised her head with a faint glint in her eyes, "Thank you for the food. I'm leaving. Goodbye."

Zhang Jue looked at her back and felt some familiarity. He should have seen her somewhere but couldn't remember anyway.

This was just a small hiccup before Zhang Jue boarded the plane. Two hours later, he entered the airport. However, the moment he stepped into the airport gate, a bad feeling struck him again.

There is a movie called "Final Destination". At the beginning of the movie, the main character foresaw that something would happen to the plane. Zhang Jue was feeling this way now. He always felt that something would happen to the flight he was on. To be precise, the flight would go wrong because he was on it.

Unlike the few henchmen he had caught in the cemetery before, this time, he couldn't even feel their presence. Zhang Jue could only act on his instincts, and no amount of caution was too much when it came to his life. So decisively, he withdrew his ticket and changed to another flight three hours later.

Three hours passed quickly. When the announcement "Mr. Zhang Jue, please board the plane" sounded, he sat motionless in his seat as if he hadn't heard it. Ten minutes later, the announcement stopped, and the plane took off. Zhang Jue got up and bought another flight to China in two hours.

After another two hours, the announcement "Mr. Zhang Jue, please board the plane" sounded again.

The announcement lasted for a few minutes, and just when the crew thought that Mr. Zhang Jue had stood them up again, Zhang Jue dashed all the way to the boarding gate with his luggage and stepped onto the plane at the last second before it closed.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Jue was a little tired from fighting with the air for hours. If he couldn't get out of danger this way, he could only blame his bad luck, or the other side was smart enough.

He put his luggage on the luggage rack and was about to close his eyes to rest when the person sitting behind him suddenly knocked on his chair.

"Hello, can I switch seats with you? I'm having a bit of a hard time." Zhang Jue turned around and saw a woman in her thirties looking at him with embarrassment. Her small belly was slightly bulging, and she looked pregnant.

Because Zhang Jue's seat was by the window, most people felt more comfortable sitting there even though it couldn't be opened. Probably because of the effect on their hearts. Zhang Jue nodded and changed seats with her.

After sitting down, the plane slowly took off. Feeling the oppression from the extra weight, Zhang Jue felt a little better. The roar of the plane was the best sleeping pill, and most people put on their eye masks and prepared to sleep. Zhang Jue closed his eyes. It would be dangerous for him to fall asleep in this situation, but the necessary rest had to be taken.

The sound of people talking diminished, the flight attendants came over to check the seat belts, and the lights went down. I don't know how long it took. Zhang Jue felt something was wrong. In the darkness, he opened his eyes and felt the situation around him.

Quiet, unusually quiet. Other than the roar of the plane, no other sound reached his ears. Not even the breathing of a human being. Zhang Jue stood up.

Found that all the passengers were no longer in their seats. He was the only one left in the large passenger cabin. Heh, I still hadn't been able to escape it. When this happened, Zhang Jue's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally let go. Rather than fear the unknown, the situation that was now approaching the end of the picture excited him.

Come on, come on, let me see what kind of people dare to mess with me.

He squeezed his fingers together failed to find someone for him to beat up. It is difficult to solve his hatred. In the darkness, he felt towards the cockpit of the plane. The other side wants to play this kind of game, and he is willing to accompany it 'till the end.

As long as he occupies the cockpit, he is not afraid that the enemy will appear. Just as he reached the center of the cabin, the lights that had been off suddenly all came on. The sudden lighting made it impossible for Zhang Jue to see, so he immediately closed his eyes and caused a disturbance in his ears.

He and Chen Xiao had learned to listen to the sound to identify the location, and if the enemy wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to sneak up on him, he would lose. But a few seconds passed, and there was still silence. Except for his breathing, there was no other sound.

Could it be that he was just overthinking it? Zhang Jue slowly opened his eyes. When he could see the scene in front of him, he slowly opened his mouth, his jaw stretched. His expression was as if he had seen something incredible and was shocked beyond words.


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章 90: Assassination Part 3

Zhang Jue opened his eyes, only to see those passengers who had disappeared, including all the crew members, reappear before his eyes. They were standing in their respective seats with vacant eyes, surrounding him in the center. It was like a zombie in a horror movie.

What the hell is going on here? A live-action of the Great Transformation? Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes.

Needless to say, these people should have been controlled by some means. It was 1:30 in the morning, and in the closed cabin, the bizarre passengers looked very scary. Anyone else with fewer guts here would have pissed their pants the moment they saw them.

But unfortunately, they were facing Zhang Jue, the Zhang Jue who would not be afraid. These fancy things look very cool, but to him, they are useless. The natural magic immunity physique, combined with the effect of ignoring fear, gave Zhang Jue a huge advantage against these kinds of things.

Against Zhang Jue, one must use destructive physical means of attacking to do so. Otherwise, one could not even break his defense. Zhang Jue was thinking about how to deal with these people, yet they acted one step ahead of him. A gun suddenly appeared out of thin air in everyone's hands.

Crap? How could this happen? Was it really magic?

Zhang Jue didn't have time to curse. He leaped up and jumped backward out of their sight because everyone had already pointed their guns at him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

The gunshots continued one after another. Zhang Jue hid behind a chair, only to be quickly shot through, and he took two shots himself. If he didn't have the ability to heal himself, the game would have been over by now.

It was clear that the person who wanted to kill him knew where his soft spot was. He, like Able, had some resistance to these physical kills, but in front of absolute numbers, his self-healing ability would be somewhat inadequate. However, after this moment, he also discovered the weaknesses of these people.

Because they were controlled, the movements they made were mechanical and very slow, and as long as he maintained a certain speed of dodging and turning, their guns could not keep up with him.

He came up behind one man and tried to wake him up, but the others' guns were already there before he could make any moves. Zhang Jue leaped to escape, but his companion's gun sieved the man. These men had lost their minds, and nothing seemed to matter but killing Zhang Jue. This won't work.

After all, there was limited space in the passenger cabin, and Zhang Jue had already lost several passengers to their own guns as he fled. Although Zhang Jue wasn't sad, it would be more than a little unpleasant to have so many people die because of him. He decided that he would save as many as he could.

"The tiger send a cat? you think I'm critically ill?!" Zhang Jue shouted a line from I don't know how many years ago, stepped on a chair back, and took off into the air. His head was only a few centimeters away from the top of the cabin. Seeing Zhang Jue jump into the air, all the passengers under control raised their hands and pointed the guns in their hands at him.

Zhang Jue snorted coldly. This was the moment he had been waiting for. Zhang Jue held his right hand in an empty grip, and a long black sword appeared in his hand out of thin air. A skill he had learned from Able, which allowed him to manifest weapons anywhere, anytime.

It seemed that he could summon all the legendary artifacts, and during his experiments, he had successfully summoned a Thor's Hammer. But, like Able, Zhang Jue still liked this long black sword best, probably some kind of manly romance.

But It was too late. Zhang Jue did a 360-degree turn in the air with the black sword in his hand. The sword swung and slashed all over the men's fingers or wrists.

Crackle

Their hands were injured and couldn't hold such heavy firearms, and one by one, the pistols fell off in response to the sound.

A few even had their hands cut off directly, blood splattering everywhere, and if they weren't bandaged in time. They would die from blood loss, but Zhang Jue didn't care about them at all.

First of all, he didn't have the ability to do something similar. Secondly, he had no such obligation either, and most importantly, so far, the man behind the curtain hadn't shown himself. He must be inside the cabin.

Zhang Jue was thinking. Suddenly, the cabin's doors opened. A man with blond hair stepped out from inside.

Clap, clap, clap, clap. He applauded as he said, "Not bad for you, Advisor Zhang Jue." After the blond-haired man showed up, the cold hairs on Zhang Jue's body stood up.

He could feel that the enemy was strong, very strong. Strong enough to make him think that the odds were that he was going to be put down here. Now that he thinks about it, the reason the enemy chose to do it on the plane was to give him nowhere to run to.

"Advisor Zhang, what are your last words?" The blond man asked.

"Let's see-" Zhang Jue said, "Can I know who's trying to kill me?"

The blond man shook his head, "No."

"Ah, I guess no one hates me that much anyway. Except for the Chaos Insurgency, those assholes!" Zhang Jue said as he paid attention to the blond man's expression. Sure enough, although the other man's expression was unbroken, the flickering of his eyes told Zhang Jue that he had guessed correctly.

"Well, time is running out, Advisor Zhang Jue. It's time for you to be on your way." The blond man said.

Zhang Jue held the long black sword in his hand across his body and stood at him. It was most important not to be impatient when fighting a strong man, and attacking without knowing their capabilities would easily leave a weak spot and ruin all your efforts. Therefore, Zhang Jue chose to attack later.

He wanted to see what the enemy was capable of.

The blond man knew Zhang Jue's tactics and smiled faintly, "Advisor Zhang Jue, the difference in our strength is no longer something that can be reversed by tactics. Less struggle will lead to less pain."

"Who knows?" Zhang Jue grunted.

The blond man knew Zhang Jue's modus operandi well enough to know that more words would be useless. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. Not only that, a gun appeared in their hands. They held two guns in their hands and faced Zhang Jue again.

What the fuck?

Zhang Jue did not even have time to say a word before he was wounded in the shoulder by a shot. After being "revived" by the blond man, the passengers were also much faster.

In the small space, Zhang Jue kept circling them, but he was immediately forced to a dead end this time. Zhang Jue clenched his fist slightly, and it looked like it was time to use that move. Zhang Jue suddenly disappeared into thin air as the last shot came towards his head.

"Hmm?" The blond man froze. Then he felt a chill in his chest. Zhang Jue had appeared behind him at some point and pierced the sword through his heart.

Zhang Jue maintained the stance of his sword and said behind him, "Oh brother, who exactly is hanging by a thread with who's strength? Now you know."

The blond man did not die immediately after being pierced through the heart with a sword. He turned back slightly and looked at Zhang Jue.

"Advisor Zhang, you do have many powerful abilities. You have a powerful ability to heal yourself. You have the ability to make freeze people, the ability to make people feel fear, and the ability to nullify people's abilities."

"You are very powerful, but you should know that in this world, there are many powerful people too." The blond man smiled faintly and suddenly appeared behind Zhang Jue.

He smiled grimly and said, "Advisor Zhang, take a good look. Did you really stab me?"

At the blond man's reminder, Zhang Jue slowly looked down, and to his surprise, he found that the long black sword in his hand had actually plunged into his heart.


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