Female NovelCasper Pugh's suicide was not enough to calm the scandal down. It was apparent that the president was involved.
She was well aware that Calvin was trying to seize the opportunity to stir up trouble. Once their cover was blown and the truth was revealed, Pentagon Corp would be forced to make a public apology and admit their mistakes.
The Chief Prosecutor and the director would be replaced by people who worked for Calvin in that case. Pentagon Corp would then lose its grip on the government.
They have held the high ground in their standoff with the presidential office for the longest time. Multiple presidents had to announce policies according to their wishes, which brought enormous benefits to the enterprise and continuously strengthened their power.
They would no longer be able to keep Calvin in check if they were to yield and admit their mistakes. Their interests would suffer significant losses, and that was unacceptable to her.
"Robin!" Michelle yelled angrily.
The tall and skinny man mysteriously appeared.
"Kill everyone in that hotel room. I don't care who gets in your way. Kill them all." Michelle did not want to do that because she thought she could settle it with political methods. She did not want to resort to violence because it would easily trace back to her.
However, she had no other choice now.
The tall and skinny man, Robin, nodded and walked out of the villa slowly.
It was dark outside when he walked out of the villa.
He spent nearly two hours walking slowly toward the Sky Garden Hotel.
His blank face did not show any expression when he looked at the special agents at the door. His body levitated to the hotel rooftop.
A huge darkness enveloped the hotel. He turned into a shadow and infiltrated the hotel.
The secretary reported in the presidential office, "Michelle Jenkins' best fighter, Robin, has entered the hotel." Calvin was silent for a long while before he replied slowly, "We should retreat if he appears. If he doesn't, we'll work overnight to prepare a press conference." "Yes, sir." The hotel was suddenly dark. The lights in the room were also dimmed. An ominous feeling of danger overwhelmed Sylvia and the others.
"What's going on?" asked Sylvia in a panicked tone.
She was prepared to die, but she still could not resist the fear of the unknown.
Wilbur said slowly, "An expert is here. Don't cout of the room. I'll go and meet him." Then, he got up and walked to the hallway, closing the door behind him on his way out.
The darkness trailed through the hallway, and Wilbur was caught in endless darkness.
"A Sanctuary level assassin with a Dark Domain?" asked Wilbur coldly.novelbin
"Are you a Sanctuary level cultivator too?" A cold voice could be heard in the darkness. It seemed far away, yet close to him at the stime.
Wilbur replied, "Why don't you cand find out?" "Wonderful. You should feel honored." Wilbur scoffed and replied, "You're full of shit for saying that." A sinister laughter echoed in the darkness. A dagger made from dark spiritual energy was ablaze with dark spiritual flames. It silently stabbed toward Wilbur's back.
Wilbur felt his senses restrained in the Dark Domain. The dagger moved in the dark like a fish in the water. There was no resistance or sound.
When the dagger made contact with his skin, it suddenly unleashed a terrifying force as it was thrust at him.
There was no possibility of evading the assassination attempt at close range Because the attack had the speed and strength of a Sanctuary level cultivator. Content belongs to ŚwThe terrible power contained within. the dagger would erupt once the opponent was struck. It would destroy the body from within, rendering them completely powerless. That was the terrifying part of a Sanctuary level assassin.