I Am No King's
Chapter 69 – Cleaning In Process
~Lacuna POV~
Several explosions have appeared. Sonya and I still fired shots many times.
"Hey, Lacuna, are you sure you want to blow it up? Don't you want to know how to make those control weapons?"
"No, thank you," I replied Sonya. "I told you, did the Ibrahim Family become enemies because of the weapons of control? Do you want to be the enemy of all the mafia in this country?"
"No, thank you."
Sonya did not continue her rebuttal. This woman likes to ask questions, but if the reason is reasonable enough, she will stop asking questions. I love it when my students are like this.
In this part of the factory, there is no change much compared to the office. Everything went as smoothly as the plan.
A car came, picked us up and took us to the next place, the residence of the Ibrahim family. When you're backed by two big mafia families in this country, Adams and Anastasia, everything gets really easy, like this car. The driver didn't say anything, just shut up, drove us.
Now, the most difficult part, the residence of the Ibrahim family. Even though Sonya and I had killed all the personnel in the office and in the factory, there must have been one or two Ibrahim Family people watching the two locations from a distance. In other words, an informant whose position is unknown. However, generally, these informants did not possess any combat power, so there was no need to worry too much.
The troublesome thing about this informant is, they must have already given a report to the head of the Ibrahim Family. Therefore, the security of the Ibrahim Family residence must have become very strict at this time. However, I don't really care.
"Sonya, do you remember the plan?"
"Yes!" Sonya nodded. "While you are attacking from the front, I sneak up, setting traps all over the place. When they planned to escape, I blew up the most crowded place, closing the exit, which indirectly led them to you."
"Okay, great."
Finally, I came down not far from the Abrahamic household. Since I'm about to knock from the front gate, I don't carry a magnum sniper rifle. I left it in the car and told the driver to keep it until I got back.
The weapon I brought? Just an AK-12 assault rifle, ribbon, and thread. For assault rifles, the composition is a mixed metal, making this object uncontrollable by anyone. So, to use it, it can only be in the normal way, press the finger on the trigger.
For ribbons and threads, made of silver. The ribbon was scattered all over my jacket, tied here and there like a bondage play. For yarn? Some were in jackets, some were in my hair, mixed with wigs.
In addition, I also wear a gas mask, making sure I can breathe smoothly if there is poison or smoke. Ah, almost forgetting, I also brought a katana giving Lugalgin, neatly sheathed on the left waist.
Okay, time to start the attack.
Blarr Blarr Blarr
After I pressed the trigger button inside the jacket, several explosions appeared. The part that exploded was only the members residence and the front gate.
I ran, through smoke and fire.
"WHAT?"
"AHH!"
"GOD-AHH!"
Some people who happened to be at the front door went straight to another world. Bullet after bullet moved from the assault rifle in my hand to their heads or chests. I kept moving, ran here and there, found shelter, and opened fire.
Some people appeared in the distance. With a silver thread, I cut off their heads. Now, my hair looks thinner because some of the silver threads in the wig have already changed into hands, becoming weapons.
In the right hand, a silver thread several tens of meters long, in the left hand, a ribbon several meters long. I use threads to kill enemies in the distance, ribbons for enemies at close range.
Finally, I arrived at the main door. On the sidelines of the window, dozens of people were preparing to receive me. With a thread in my right hand, I chose to cut off the wall, along with the people who were preparing in it.
The main room, which looked like a hall, collapsed, leaving nothing behind.
Ung, am I overreacting? Maybe, but I don't care.
"Hiaathtt!"
I stepped to the left, dodging the attack that suddenly appeared from behind. When I turned around, a tall and large man was already standing. He held a spear in his right hand.
He was quite powerful as it could dispel his existence or bloodlust. Or maybe he was the type of person who could not emit bloodlust? It's probable. But he was stupid for yelling.
I swung my left hand, pointing the ribbon at his neck. However, it's not that easy. For her large body, she had very agile movements. He was able to dodge from my pit easily. However, what surprised me a bit was that he wrapped his spear around my knife. At that moment, I could not feel my ribbon anymore, as if my body parts were just gone.
"Are you surprised? This spear is coated with–"
Dorian
Seriate
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