259. Chapter 259: The Battle That Ended in Three Minutes
Having prepared in advance, Xia Shang mobilized his psychic power to cover the surface of his body with an invisible barrier, isolating the splashing blood.
"Quite the setup." With X-ray vision identical to Homelander's, Xia Shang only needed a glance to find the oligarch Igor, who was currently inserting a toy into a Woman.
"Homelander's 'Stars and Stripes Flag' is my prized possession. Enjoy it, you little bitch." At this moment, Igor inside the room was unaware that the grim reaper was about to descend. While vigorously thrusting the toy in his hand, he introduced it to the other Women: "In my collection cabinet, I also have Translucent's 'Crystal Screamer,' Queen Maeve's 'Justice Strike,' The Deep's 'Flounder Pestle,' Black Noir's 'Silent Screamer,' A-Train's 'Speedy,' and even Starlight's, which I affectionately call the 'Star Shining in the Night Sky.'
As for which one you want to use, feel free to pick. My collection cabinet has everything, basically covering all Superheroes."
*Click...* A pair of hands suddenly pushed open the heavy Iron Door. Xia Shang, dressed in black casual attire, looked at the obscene scene inside the room with a smile on his face.
This Igor was truly a character. It was the first time he had seen someone name their dildos.
"Who are you? An assassin or a government official?" Igor stopped what he was doing, shook his bathrobe, almost completely exposing his body, and looked at Xia Shang with a wary gaze.
He was about 1.85 meters tall, with a bloated physique, wearing a black and yellow patterned bathrobe, and was bald. He certainly fit Xia Shang's image of a Russian oligarch.
"Someone here for your life." A complex smell of foulness and perfume mixed together permeated the Room. This smell was truly pungent.
Xia Shang couldn't help but frown.
"But you haven't answered my question. If you're a government official, I'll immediately raise my hands and go with you..." Igor calmly picked up the whiskey nearby, sat on the leather sofa, crossed his legs, and looked directly at Xia Shang, saying, "If you're an assassin, then name your price. How much money will it take for you to cooperate with me?"
"Your right hand doesn't seem very honest."
As soon as Xia Shang finished speaking, several security personnel inside the room, upon receiving the command, almost simultaneously raised their rifles and frantically pulled the trigger on Xia Shang!
*Bang!* At the same time, Igor rolled over to the sofa, his face grim, and forcefully lifted the sofa. From underneath, he pulled out a general-purpose machine gun. The black gun body didn't even have a magazine; instead, it had an army-green ammunition belt box.
"CNMD! You dare fucking come looking for trouble with me! I'll cripple you!" Igor pulled the trigger with a ferocious expression.
*Bang!! Bang bang!!!* The dark gun muzzle continuously spat out crimson red muzzle flashes. The huge impact force caused the fat on Igor's body to ripple repeatedly!
"Ah!!"
The prostitutes in the room squatted on the ground, covering their heads and screaming.
"Wha... the... fuck." The scene before him, however, made Igor's eyelids twitch wildly.
Countless bullets floated around Xia Shang like clay oxen entering the sea, suspended in the air, as if moving even a centimeter was extremely difficult.
"A Supe, he's a Supe from the United States!" A bodyguard shouted in terror.
*Pfft!* One of the bullets suspended beside Xia Shang instantly flew back, directly embedding itself between his eyebrows.
"Nikolai is dead!" The bodyguards' twisted expressions were filled with terror, and they even felt the urge to flee for their lives.
*Pfft— Pfft— Pfft—*
As three muffled sounds rang out, three more headshot corpses lay on the ground.
"You..."
Igor was stunned, completely losing his previous calm and composure.
Xia Shang casually plucked a bullet from in front of him, then lightly squeezed it. The hard bullet head turned into a shriveled copper piece.
Coming back to his senses, Igor's cold sweat streamed down. He knew it was too late to say anything now. Gritting his teeth, he attempted to use powerful firepower to take down the monster before him.
*Da da da da...* The temperature of the gun barrel was hot enough to cook an egg. The continuously ejected shell casings bounced on the ground, making crisp *dong dong dong* sounds.
Even though his chest was a bloody mess from the gun butt hitting it, Igor still didn't dare to stop shooting.
"Wasting time."
Facing the incoming bullets, Xia Shang actually turned around and walked outside.
Seeing this, a hint of smugness couldn't help but flash in Igor's eyes. As expected, even a Supe had to temporarily retreat in the face of powerful firepower.
"Let's end this."
Xia Shang stood with his hands behind his back, his fingertips slightly lifted.
In an instant, all the bullet heads floating in the air changed direction. *Pfft!!!* The moment the bullets shot out, Igor's eyes lost their luster. His body, under the impact of countless bullets, shook violently like shaking chaff, and then collapsed heavily onto the ground!
It wasn't until they confirmed that Xia Shang had completely left.
Only then did the women inside the room cautiously approach the location of Igor's corpse, trembling with fear.
They saw a pile of mashed flesh embedded with bullets. It was impossible to discern the corpse's original appearance.
"That fast?" Billy, sitting in the transport car, said in surprise.
One had to know, from the moment Xia Shang walked into the Villa until he walked out, at most three minutes had passed, perhaps even less than three minutes.
Seeing Xia Shang walking towards the transport car, Hughie and the others immediately pulled their heads back.
"It's over?" Billy asked.
Pulling open the car door and getting back into the car, Xia Shang nodded. "Notify them to come collect the bodies."
......
An hour later.
Billy drove to the temporary Base Nina had prepared for him.
"Rest for a bit. Nina will send the location over soon." Billy arrived in front of a slightly old small building. He grabbed the rusted Iron Door and shook it. With a creaking sound, the Iron Door was miraculously opened.
"Fuck!" A smell of decay rushed into Billy's nasal cavity. He couldn't help but complain, "This is fucking Soviet-era stuff, isn't it? Look at this poster, it's already yellowed."
He finally managed to fumble for the light switch. With a *snap*, the room, which had been pitch black, finally became much brighter.
"I estimate no one has lived here for at least two or three years. There are spider webs everywhere."
Hughie kicked away the clutter at his feet.
"It's good enough to have a place to stay. I even slept in a trash can for a week before." Frenchie didn't mind it at all. According to him, when he was executing missions, he had experienced even worse environments than this to get close to the target. At least this place was much more spacious than a trash can, and he didn't have to endure the foul smell.
"Oh, you poor guy, I can hardly imagine what you went through before."
While joking, Billy picked up his mobile phone and called Nina.
(end of chapter)