Enforcer Manual
Chapter 838 - 826: The Self-Cultivation of an Actor_2

Chapter 838: Chapter 826: The Self-Cultivation of an Actor_2

The operation had gone so smoothly that it made her somewhat uneasy.

Could this be a trap set up by Kolo Film Industry?

The voices of her colleagues came through her earpiece, indicating they had reached the room where the founder of Kolo Film Industry was located. At this moment, the relentless sound of gunfire outside had already terrified him.

"Let’s move."

Almost at the same time, the sound of breaking doors came through the earpiece.

When several people burst into the office, the founder leapt from his chair in fright. Only when he recognized the uniforms they wore did his panic turn to anger. He glared at them and berated, "Don’t you know how to knock?"

"It’s an emergency, the Assassin has broken through the lower defenses, and our manager has asked us to evacuate you as soon as possible."

One of them said.

"Your manager? Where is he now?"

"It seems he ran into the Assassin and our communication was cut off."

"What about Rob Lucci? Where’s the executor from Military Intelligence Section Seven?"

"He’s been held up by an unidentified Psychic."

The sound of gunfire was getting closer. The squad member emphasized, "Security has arranged a helicopter on the rooftop, the manager has prepared a temporary safe house; the Assassin won’t be able to find it in a short time!"

The old man bit his teeth and finally left his office, escorted by the others.

Everything he had experienced so far was the most common scene in movies. The moment the founder’s feet stepped out of the office, the elevator at the end of the hallway slowly opened.

A familiar yet strange figure walked out of the elevator.

He had never seen this girl who could be his great-granddaughter, but the murderous intent in her eyes signaled her purpose.

As for the familiarity, he had long anticipated in the depths of his heart that one day, such a person would come knocking at his door.

Everything in front of him seemed to have been augmented with movie effects.

The founder could see clearly that the security guard being strangled by the girl was effortlessly tossed into the air by her, spinning several times before crashing solidly onto the floor.

This was an exaggerated technique they would use during filming.

"Cover and retreat!"

A squad member shouted. They were well trained; two took him toward the rooftop, while the others immediately took cover behind barriers, aiming their guns at the girl rapidly approaching them.

The founder seemed to finally understand why the security failed.

To the girl, bullets seemed to move so slowly that she could easily dodge them.

The founder’s heart was in his throat.

He climbed the stairs to the top floor, and the sounds of intense fighting almost erupted right behind him.

Even without turning back, the continuous gunshots followed by thudding punches were too familiar to a film producer like him. He could guess exactly what was happening.

Beyond that, he also heard the noise of propellers getting closer and closer.

With the help of the security team, he boarded the helicopter.

Dust swirled; as the helicopter lifted off the ground, the founder finally breathed a sigh of relief. The rooftop scenery shrank, and he saw the girl kick open the rooftop’s security door and futilely spray the escaping helicopter with bullets from her gun.

Such scenes had appeared in countless Kolo Film Industry movies.

Some were placed as a break after the climax, others were put at the end of the movie to set up suspense for the sequel.

But in any case, he wouldn’t die here according to the "script."

Monica watched the helicopter completely disappear into the night sky; the founder’s condescending smile that flickered in her mind made her lips twitch, revealing a scornful smirk. Up to this point, everything was going according to their plan.

According to the "script," the founder of Kolo Film Industry shouldn’t die in this building.

Before long, another sound of propellers came from overhead. She saw an unexpected figure.

Qi He, dressed in a suit, looked exactly as she had seen him on television before.

She had never had direct contact with Qi He before.

After the helicopter landed, Qi He pointed to a box on the helicopter, "As agreed, the Miniature Tactical Nuclear Bomb, powerful enough to blow up half a building. After setting it up, you’ll have a quarter of an hour to get out of here."

Monica didn’t respond immediately, but walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down.

This time of the night was when the nightlife in District 4 began.

She saw the teeming crowd of onlookers; it seemed they were drawn here by the gunshots earlier.

"What about them? What will happen to those people if the nuclear bomb is detonated?"

"If the evacuation isn’t timely enough, there might be some casualties... If I remember correctly, the explosion at Tesla’s headquarters resulted in 471 civilian casualties. To become world-famous, this number is also an important component."

Qi He smiled wryly and deliberately added, "According to our investigation, apart from those directly involved in the explosion case, not many people will remember that number for too long. And after tonight, you too will become a legendary figure discussed by people."

"Truth be told?"

Monica gave Qi He a look, "If you really thought that, you wouldn’t have said those things to me on the phone earlier."

She didn’t deny that she would become a legend.

A legendary... terrorist.