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Chapter 139: Both were attacked
5,4,3,2,1!
The heavy wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and in came the same person Simba had been looking forward to for a long time, and he had never looked forward to it so much as he had ever looked forward to it today.
Rio didn't disappoint Simba either, and the time was perfect.
Seeing Rio, Simba breathed a sigh of relief, and he was absolutely relieved of Rio.
Simba once saw with his own eyes that Rio killed six of Modi's most elite special forces with his bare hands in one minute, and his short sword, which never left his body, was not used.
Sure enough, Rio didn't disappoint him.
Pushing the door and seeing Simba sitting on the ground in the corner of the wall in embarrassment, a silver short sword carved with ancient patterns appeared in Rio's hand out of thin air, and the way he held the sword was very strange, it was actually a backhand.
Khalaripayat is a martial art that has been passed down in India for more than 2,000 years, and is the national art of the Indian Federation, and Rio is the oldest of them, his family has served as a guard for Simba's family for hundreds of years, and the family has also become a Brahmin class after many marriages from the original Vaishya.
And for each class that is promoted, it takes at least 7 generations of 'blood purification'.
That is, a man from a high-ranking family marries a woman from a low-ranking family, and the daughter born then marries a man from a high-ranking family, and so on, after 7 generations, the family can only be promoted by one level, and in the Indian Federation, a woman from a high-level family will never be allowed to marry a man from a low-level family.
Rio is 37 years old this year, is in the golden age of the body, and is also the most outstanding inheritor of the family's generation, no one, 21-year-old art has been so far, 16 years without a defeat, if it were not for the family's purpose has always been low-key, with his skills, has long been famous throughout the Federation.
The middle-aged mysterious man saw that Rio was holding a sharp blade, and his face did not show any panic, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile.
Rio slammed the wooden door behind him and leaped between the two, blocking the president behind him.
It was a big mistake to be intruded by the enemy, and the president must not be harmed again, and he had already scanned the president's whole body with his peripheral vision, and there were no obvious external injuries.
Only by eliminating the enemy can you wash away your shame, and you didn't call people just now, but it is also based on your confidence in your own skills.
Seeing that the enemy did not panic in the slightest, Rio's cold face showed a fierce expression, he took two diagonal steps under his feet, raised his thick and powerful arms, and the short sword turned into a silver light and slashed towards the opponent's neck.
The silver light drawn from Rio's hand was so fast that Simba could barely tell where the short sword was, and he was already secretly applauding in his heart when he saw that the enemy was about to have his throat cut by a sword.
Who knows, the silver light disappeared in an instant.
It turned out that the tip of the short sword was caught between two fingers of the mysterious man's left hand, and even Rio didn't see when this hand appeared in this position, but as if he took the initiative to send the sword to the other party's hand.
He quickly turned the wrist holding the sword, and used the blade of the sword to cut off the opponent's fingers, but unexpectedly, the short sword was like being welded to death in the opponent's hand, and he couldn't move at all, no matter how he exerted his strength, he was indifferent, and the green tendons on Rio's arm had already been raised.
The man pointed to the tip of the sword, looked in the direction of Simba and said, "So you are waiting for him, yes, your skills are okay." ”
As soon as the words fell, the man made a mistake with two fingers.
There was a "snap", and the tip of the sword snapped.
Rio had been concentrating on the short sword with all his might, and this time, he suddenly lost his center of gravity, and almost fell to his knees, before he could adjust his body and stand firmly, the man flicked the tip of the sword between his fingers, and with a flick of his fingers, a silver light that was indistinguishable to the naked eye passed through the shoulder of Rio's arm holding the sword, and penetrated a marble pillar with a diameter of 50 centimeters behind him, and firmly nailed to the forehead of the president's photo hanging on the wall.
The man jumped out of the window under the horrified eyes of Simba and Rio, and before leaving, he dropped a sentence: "If you don't withdraw within 48 hours, you will all die!"
The mysterious man disappeared from sight in an instant.
After a long time, after making sure that the other party had left, Simba got up and pressed the call button on the desk.
Suddenly, the alarm bell of the entire presidential palace sounded, and dozens of black-clad bodyguards wearing headsets and holding long and short guns rushed straight to the study.
Escorted by his bodyguards, Simba grimaced and entered the safe house located under the presidential palace.
The safe house is made of half-foot-thick steel plates and two meters of concrete, and the metal doors are stronger than the gates of the Bundesbank's vaults to withstand the continuous attacks of 100-millimeter heavy guns.
This is the safest place in New Delhi.
Simba sat down on the couch in the safe house and thought about what had just happened before dialing Prime Minister Pigu.
Pigu sat in this position with the support of Simba, his family is affiliated with the Simba family, and Simba has always been obedient to Simba, so Simba's first thought is to consult with him, and his mansion is not far away, only a few minutes drive from the presidential palace.
Unexpectedly, the phone rang more than 10 times before it was connected, which was very different from Pigu's usual habits.
Generally speaking, Simba's phone will be picked up after 3 rings, even when he is lying on a woman's belly, what is going on this time?
Before Simba could speak, Pigu's panicked voice came from the phone: "President~Your Excellency, you~look for me!"
can make Simba angry to death.
The presidential palace has just been invaded by the enemy, and now he is still cowering in a small safe house, can he encounter something more panicked than himself?
At this time, he even had some doubts about whether he had made the right decision to push Pigu to the position of prime minister with all his might.
"Pigu, you come to me right away, the presidential palace has just been attacked, hey, Pigu, are you listening to me?" Simba's tone was already a little unkind.
Prime Minister Pigu on the other end of the phone was looking at a man in his 30s in a dark brown robe standing in front of him.
Seeing that the other party did not mean to stop himself, he continued: "Oh, Your Excellency the President, I don't know if I can still go to you today, there is a guest from the house, a guest from the East Coast, he is in front of me now!"
Pigu's words were a little more fluent than before, but there were a few words with a particularly heavy accent.
'Guest', 'East Coast', 'Now'.
As a mature politician, coupled with years of tacit cooperation with Pigou, Simba heard the subtle message conveyed in Pigou's words.
It seems that the rebels also sent killers to his place, no wonder he was so flustered just now.
These damned rebels, who flout the federal government so much, dare to attack the president and the prime minister at the same time.
Simba didn't dare to think about it elsewhere, in fact, the man who appeared in the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time was the mysterious man who had just left the Presidential Palace, but he had a different face.
The mysterious man is Mark, and his ability to change his face makes it impossible for the other party to figure out how many killers the National Salvation Army has sent.