She quickly left the guerrilla squad, although they said she was capable and might become their backbone in the future. However, Di Qi would sometimes make deals with them.
She found an intermediary and was brought before the guerrilla squad leader, Sas.
Sas was a rigid person who steadfastly guarded his ancestors’ rebellious cause, following their wishes and fighting to restore the original world. In Di Qi’s eyes, he was an old guy who could only see the past and not the future.
After meeting Sas, Di Qi scattered a handful of silver coins on the table, enough for them to drink for a month.
“I want you to attack someone,” Di Qi said bluntly, not liking the dark and oppressive underground world.
“Who?”
“Il Suo Ge.”
This name made all the squad members drop their playful or cynical expressions, standing up with eyes looking quite terrifying in the dim light.
Sas waved his hand to signal everyone to attack and pressed the trigger of the machine board.
His gun issued a brief command, and a bullet shot out like lightning, accurately landing next to Ilso’s foot, emitting thick smoke. This was a smoke grenade. The bullet could not penetrate Ilso’s body, as he wore an automatic protective device that could warn against gunfire and automatically protect vital areas.
Several figures quickly rushed towards Ilso.
Although engulfed in smoke, Ilso did not flee or panic, but stood calmly. When the attackers approached, he tried to draw a hidden pistol, but dense bullets began to fly. His automatic protective device activated, forming an invisible shield around his body, deflecting the bullets.
When the protective shield was activated, he could not use weapons, and the shield’s duration was limited. He had no escort.
This was the imperial administrative center, where surveillance was omnipresent. When he was attacked, the monitoring system should have responded immediately. These attackers had likely tampered with the surveillance system.
He tightened his jaw, somewhat displeased, not wanting to come into contact with the attackers. However, someone suddenly rushed over, quickly knocking down the attackers, and without his permission, grabbed his hand and ran.
Finding it interesting, Ilso did not immediately reprimand this bold young man, wanting to see what would happen next.
The agile youth stopped in a small alley.
“We’re safe,” the youth said confidently, releasing his hand.
