Chapter 88: She is Here

On the transportation vehicle of Tricell Pharmaceutical, Irving, whose face had not fully recovered from the swelling, wanted to curse. He knew he had said the wrong thing that day, but that didn't affect his hatred for Li Yexing. He had been thinking about how to deal with this mercenary who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect the guy to turn around and bite him.

It was a sunny day, and he was holed up in his office with ice on his face, eating pizza and singing songs when he suddenly became the bait for the mercenary.

"Mr. Irving, Omar asked me to come and talk to you about this..." Li Yexing smiled and tapped his gun on the table, "Don't worry, you don't have to panic, we are doing this voluntarily, and I'm not here to force you. If you don't believe me, you can try saying 'NO' to me."

And so it turned out like this.

Irving's resentful little eyes glanced occasionally at the two women in the same compartment as him, the small silver-haired girl without much chest or buttocks and the maid carrying a scythe. He urgently wanted to complain, but seeing the six-barrel machine gun under the silver-haired girl's foot, he wisely chose to shut up.

Such a small stature paired with such a large gun, and a maid carrying a scythe. Other than the irritable mercenary and his apprentice, there wasn't a normal-looking person in sight. Did they come out of some manga?

"Where's your Asian boss?" Unable to stand the oppressive atmosphere in the compartment, he couldn't help but speak up.

Lilith held a lollipop and stared blankly at the African savannah outside the compartment, ignoring him. But the maid in the black stockings glanced at him, her gaze chilling enough to silence him.

Mr. Irving was really depressed today.

"By the way, what plans does Li have?" Taking advantage of Irving's autistic behavior, Leon whispered to Rita.

"For your safety, please maintain a certain distance from me, Mr. Leon..." Rita smiled at Leon and moved towards Lilith, then whispered, "Master Li doesn't have any special plans, he just doesn't want to concentrate all the heavy firepower in one truck, that's all."

As Rita finished speaking, the compartment fell silent again.

Looking at the dust rising from the roadside and the somewhat barren wild grass, Irving felt like he was being strangled and waiting for a slow death. The purpose of this trip was simply to fish, to lure the Black Mamba Crazy Dog, and he was the bait.

He had no idea where the woman would strike from or how? with a car bomb? Or simply by placing explosives on the road ahead? Or something else?

This pervasive sense of unease was suffocating him, and just as he was about to spew some foul language to liven up the atmosphere, the silver-haired girl beside him suddenly lifted her head.

"They're here," the expressionless silver-haired girl whispered.

"They're here? Who are here?" Irving exclaimed in panic, looking around but seeing nothing but the endless grassland around them.

Just as he began to feel anxious and confused, he faintly heard the sound of engines accelerating in the distance. As time passed, the sound grew louder and more chaotic.

The silver-haired girl stood up silently, picking up the minigun, while the black stockings maid next to her pulled out an exaggerated sniper rifle, which appeared to be an M82A1, from somewhere.

The next second, motorcycles with exhaust fumes and a heavy roar appeared from all directions, surrounding the convoy. The people on the motorcycles were heavily wrapped up, with rows of glass bottles hanging from their waists and axes in their hands.

They fired their AK-47s into the sky while charging in the direction of the convoy, followed by various disorderly vehicles such as vans, cars, jeeps, and even small trucks. These vehicles were all covered in metal sheets, similar to the trucks Li Yexing used to transport weapons and equipment before.

"Rebel forces?!" Irving was stunned, and so was Leon.

Weren't they supposed to be baiting the Black Mamba Crazy Dog? Why are these guys here instead?

"This shouldn't be happening... It violates the game rules..." Irving muttered to himself with a look of shock and doubt on his face, as if the scene before him was so unreasonable.

However, he had no time to think, since the next second, those guys started shooting, yelling, and firing their AK-47s wildly toward the convoy. Bullets pinged and ricocheted off the outside of the truck, and Lilith's expression turned dark. Although, according to her personality, she would shoot whatever came and want to kill them, now she was very clear that these people were not the ones Li Yexing wanted to wait for.

What a waste of her bullets!

Lilith, who had a dissatisfied expression on her face, picked up her minigun and knelt down on one knee before firing at the rebel forces convoy.

A metal storm erupted, rushing into the motorcycle convoy as if to wash away the ground. The dense convoy immediately scattered like startled fish, and those guys, like apes, screamed and pulled away, then cautiously approached again, waiting for an opportunity to throw Molotov cocktails at the Tricell Pharmaceutical convoy.

Rita lacked the formidable firepower of Lilith; she only held a heavy sniper rifle and fired, taking down almost every reckless rebel forces member with each shot. However, there were too many of these guys, and besides motorcycles, various other vehicles had caught up.

The rebels rolled down their windows and recklessly opened fire at the Tricell Pharmaceutical convoy. Although Lilith had powerful firepower, dealing with the scattered rebel forces' vehicles became extremely challenging. For a moment, she couldn't effectively reduce their numbers.

The rebel forces' intervention is a situation that was not planned for in advance.

"This is annoying," Lilith murmurs, frowning.

Even Rita's face showed a hint of irritation. Leon said nothing and cautiously fired at the guys on the motorcycles. Irving cowered in a corner where bullets couldn't reach him and pulled out his phone. It seemed he was on the phone with Omar.

"Hey? Omar, fuck! There is no Black Mamba Crazy Dog here. The rebel forces have arrived! What are those guys up to?" Irving screamed frantically into his phone.

Lilith fired recklessly at the rebels sticking to the back of the convoy. However, at this moment, she seemed to hear a different sound - the engine sound of a motorcycle.

It was the sound of a motorcycle, but it was different from the disgusting and piercing sound of those miscellaneous and shoddy motorcycles that rebel forces used. This engine's sound was purer and more high-pitched - in other words, the sound of a good engine.

Lilith subconsciously looked in the direction of the engine sound and saw a woman with wheat-colored skin among the rebel forces convoy. She wore sunglasses and held a cigarette in her mouth. She wore a sports bra on her upper body, oversized military green pants on her lower body, and leather boots on her feet. Her arms had black tattoos that were difficult to identify.

The woman drove a black motorcycle, with a single ponytail fluttering in the wind. Her mouth slightly curls up, and her smile was both fanatic and provocative.

Lilith stared at the woman. For a moment, their eyes met.

"She is here."

Lilith whispered softly, holding the communication device in her ear...

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