The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 348: the old warriors club

Entering the alley, the first thing that Clark noticed was that the buildings here were old and abandoned. No one was staying in this alley, it looked like a haunted street.

Whoosh!

He reacted immediately to the sudden change in airflow. Turning his body in a gravity-defying manner, he grabbed the strong legs that suddenly kicked at him before turning again for a back throw.

In just this one move, he knew that this was not the same assassin that shot the commissioner who he met a few minutes ago.

As soon as he threw the black vested newcomer down, he felt the airflow move strangely again, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw another black vested newcomer coming at him with a flying kick.

Clasping his hands together, he easily caught the flying legs, rotated his body before swinging the owner of the legs to the side to join his fellow newcomer.

A softer wind sound reverberated this time, then Clark stiffened as he felt something hard embed itself into his back. He sighed, slowly placed his hand to his back before raising it to his face.

He saw his blood come back with his hands. After confirming that he was just shot, he decided to turn around to see the culprit.

Stay where you are, or I swear Ill blow your head to pieces.

Hearing the clear feminine voice behind him, Clark obeyed and stood rooted to one place. At this moment, he couldnt help but imagine her face paired with that cold voice. The last time, her face was hidden by the ninja veil covering it.

Slowly, place your hand on your head and turn around.

Clark did as she said before slowly turning around. She was tall, far taller than he thought during the first time that he saw her in the room.

She had that cold secret killer vibe, her long hair a moment ago was now tied into a bun. Her face was still hidden by the ninja-like veil just like her teammates, and she was dressed in all black too.

Who are you? She asked coldly.

A mercenary. Clark shrugged.

Seeing how casually he reacted, the contours of her face creased. Do you think Im bluffing with you? Tell me the truth or Ill blow your f*cking brains off.

Thats the truth. Clark answered matter-of-factly.

As she questioned him, her 2 teammates whose attacks were easily nullified by this stranger finally stood up. They had embarrassed and angry expressions on their faces as they turned to face him.

They also had wary expressions on their faces, how this stranger diffused their attacks was just too strange and easy.

Despite their disguise, Clark still made up their genders. The one who was currently holding him at gunpoint was undoubtedly a woman, the one who attacked him first was a man, and the flying kick one was a woman.

From their mannerisms, he already noticed that they were now afraid of him a bit despite holding him at gunpoint. Yawning in his mind, he decided to take things into his own hands.

He took a step forward; the lady cursed and pressed the trigger but he easily deflected the bullet away.

Before she could pull the trigger again, he already arrived behind her. He smacked her at the back of the head with his daggers handle, kicked her to the front while at the same time retrieving the pistol from her hands.

After she stabilized herself, she didnt try to rush back at him. She just stood still biting her lips, her 2 teammates also stood in one place.

Clark nodded inwardly to himself on seeing this before asking. Why did you try to assassinate the commissioner.

He deserves to die.

What makes you think As he was about to continue asking, his drone showed him that a group of soldiers was already coming in his direction.

Turning back to face them, he asked them if they would follow him to a more secure place to discuss but of course, they refused. It didnt matter to Clark though; he yanked the 3 of them away against their will.

So, thats it.

Clark had a look of enlightenment on his face after listening to the explanation of the 3 assassins.

He was currently in his car with them, a sizeable distance away from the sewers district. Albert and Cain both sat at the front, while the 4 of them sat at the back where they just had an elaborate talk.

Sir, will you release us now? The lady assassin asked icily.

Wait, no hurries, let me sort everything out in my mind first.

The 3 assassins tried to hide a lot of things from him originally, but when he showed them what he was capable of and also gave them evidence that he was not a Radan citizen, they finally gave him some information.

According to them, they were from an organization called old warriors club. It was not secret information and it was known by almost every citizen of the country, so they had no problems telling him.

Basically, the organization was formed by soldiers of the Radan republic who later turned against the government due to bad governance.

Clark didnt need many convincing words before he believed most of the things that they told him. About the bad governance, he already saw it with his eyes after just a day of being in the country.

The old warriors club was practically like a freedom fighter organization.

Due to the bad governance of the country, they were mistreated. They were not paid bonuses for months, their salaries were not paid for months, and the unrest in the country kept on increasing each day.

This was not enough to make them rebel, but the treatment given to their families was what crossed the line for them.

They became soldiers to serve the country so that their families could live better lives. When after theyve given their all but all their leaders paid them with was starvation, insecurity, and hunger, they had no choice but to rebel.

This was the age of exotics and technology, it was normal for some regions of the world most especially low-grade countries to be stricken with poverty and economic breakdown, but that of the Radan republic was too much.

The politicians were rich already, instead of helping the poor, they were content with making the poor poorer by stealing the few that belonged to the poor.

The founders of the old warriors club created the organization to overthrow the rule of their leaders. It was created 8 years ago; theyve expanded a lot since then but the government was still suppressing them.

Facing the dwindling hope of a successful rebellion and being left with no options, they finally decided to take the extreme route of assassinating the leaders of the country.

They vowed to keep on assassinating until the President heard their plea. If they refused to listen to them, as the poor died of starvation every day, the rich would also keep on dying to assassinations.

After hearing what they had to say, Clark was left speechless. He asked them for more confidential information about the organization, but the 3 of them refused to let out any information even at the threat of death.

Still feeling dazed a little by what he already experienced in just his first day here, he finally let them go from his car.

What a day!

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