Ultimate Firepower

Chapter 677 Admit your mistake
There was no one in the elevator when Gao Yi entered, and he was able to get in smoothly.

The hardest step Gao Yi imagined was this one. He felt that he would die as soon as he stepped out the door, but there was no one outside.
Without thinking too much, Gao Yi rushed into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

The Secret Service has its own procedures, and there are almost fixed procedures for dealing with the president when he is in danger, but Gao Yi doesn't know much about them, so he just acts on his instincts.

That's so unprofessional.

As an assassin, Gao Yi was utterly incompetent.

But as the king of assassins, it's normal that Gao Yi wouldn't know these things.

The elevator was moving very fast. Gao Yi reached out and pressed the bullet hole in his chest. He felt a stinging pain, then he looked at his palm and found that there wasn't much blood on it.

It's alright, no, I should say it's very good.

The pulmonary artery wasn't ruptured, otherwise blood would have gushed out of the wound instead of just leaving a few blood blisters on the palm.

My head is very dizzy, extremely dizzy, my legs feel heavy, the feeling of weakness is getting stronger and stronger, and my vision keeps going black.

Gao Yi knew he couldn't hold on for much longer, but he didn't know exactly how long he could last. He might survive for a few more hours, but he might only have a few minutes left to be conscious.

The elevator stopped, and the elevator doors opened.

Gao Yi raised his left hand and covered his chest with his right, looking like he was about to die without even trying.

There's bound to be someone outside, but at least don't get killed as soon as you step out of the elevator.

"I……"

Gao Yi said one sentence: he saw that there were indeed many people outside the elevator, about seven or eight people, and there were two people at the elevator entrance. The two people looked like they had seen a ghost the moment they saw him.

There was no situation where all the guns were pointed at him, but after the two people guarding the elevator saw Gao Yi, one of them immediately looked at the person standing opposite him.

"I've been shot..."

Gao Yi uttered another pointless remark. He tried to portray himself as a victim, not expecting to escape, but few people knew what had happened upstairs. These people were originally elevator operators, and now they were left behind to wait for someone to take over, which meant they weren't of high status.

Gao Yi felt that even handcuffing him and sending him to the hospital would be a very good outcome.

However, to Gao Yi's utter astonishment, the person who was clearly the team leader glanced at him, then turned away silently without saying a word.

Gao Yi was puzzled, astonished, and bewildered.

Upon seeing his superior's action, the other person guarding the elevator entrance immediately turned his head and gestured with his lips, indicating that Gao Yi should go down.

"I...you..."

Gao Yi really wanted to ask these people their identities, but after seeing the elevator attendant gesturing to him, he subconsciously reached out and pressed the button for the basement.

The elevator doors closed again.

Secret Service?

It seems the Secret Service is now under Panetta's control, but has Panetta received this information?
Even if Panetta received the message, would he have time to give instructions to the Secret Service? And even if he did give the Secret Service some orders, would they listen to him?

If it weren't for Panetta, why would those two turn around in unison?

Or perhaps these people see themselves as assassins?
Regardless of which one it is, Gao Yi felt it was best to leave as soon as possible.

Gao Yi's mind was already foggy, so it was even more impossible for him to think about these things now. So, he might as well just ignore everything.

You can't rely on others; it's better to save yourself.

The most important thing now is to inform the wind, to inform Yuri, and to quickly tell others that they have been used as scapegoats.

If you can run away, run away; if you can hide, hide.

Now Gao Yi couldn't help but suspect Panetta. It was Panetta who sent him.

If Panetta orchestrated all of this, then it makes perfect sense.

No, wait a minute.

I always feel like something is wrong.

Yes, he left too easily. Those people who clearly saw him but didn't stop him, they weren't on his side. They wanted to pin the blame on him.

Regardless of the reason or the process, the result was that the two presidents' bodyguards attempted to assassinate the president, but Gao Yi stopped them and killed them instead.

So, if Gao Yi had died in the presidential suite, the matter would have been over. But since he didn't die and even killed two assassins, the situation has become very complicated.

If the Gardener, the king of assassins, infiltrated the presidential suite, killed three people, and then successfully escaped, then this story would make sense again.

But in that case, wouldn't it be more reasonable for the elevator operator to just kill him?

With no way to verify the truth, Gao Yi's death is the only way to ensure that he can firmly bear the blame. How could they possibly let him leave so easily? They even gestured for him to continue downstairs.

The elevator doors closed and reopened in a very short time, and Gao Yi's vision went black again, his head spinning repeatedly.

There's no way to think, and no time to think anymore.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a parking lot outside, but a large portion of the parking lot was now empty, almost completely deserted.

The presidential motorcade had already left, but there were still guards outside. Gao Yi staggered out of the elevator.

There were four people outside the elevator on the basement level. One was holding the door open, two had their backs to the elevator, one was facing the elevator, and the third was muttering to himself, "Yeah, I know... Shit!"

The person facing the elevator paled. He saw Gao Yi and instinctively reached for his gun. The person wearing an earpiece who was talking intently also paled instantly after looking up and seeing Gao Yi.

Gao Yi was really weak, but the power he could unleash at the critical moment of life and death was still enough to kill someone instantly.

With his last remaining strength, Gao Yi delivered a lightning-fast punch to the face of the man who had pulled out the gun, but he only managed to make his opponent's head sway before the opponent pulled the gun out again.

The person on the phone shouted urgently, "It's not him! It's..."

Gao Yi grabbed the pistol with his right hand and pulled hard, but instead of taking the gun, he stumbled and fell into the arms of the person who had pulled out the gun.

Gao Yi then used his shoulder to bump into the man, and this time, he finally made him fall backward.

The gun was in Gao Yi's hands when the agent wearing headphones and talking on the phone punched him.

Gao Yi had no way to dodge. He tilted his head back as far as he could, and then he fell to the ground along with the person he had knocked down. The fist hit his face, but it didn't cause much damage. It just made him even more dizzy, which was already very dizzy.

Gao Yi fell to the ground, his right hand crossed over to his left, and his left hand gripped the pistol handle. Without even seeing the person clearly, he fired a shot at the approximate location of the person he was talking to.

The shouting stopped abruptly.

The person on the phone was shot in the throat, but the bullet was fired from below, going straight through the top of their head.

The two people who had their backs to the elevator doors had already turned around, but even though Gao Yi was seriously injured and might die, his speed was still unmatched by them.

He fired one shot, then turned the gun around and fired two more. Gao Yi then struggled to turn over and could only stand up with difficulty by supporting himself with one hand on the ground.

There was a car parked in front of him. Gao Yi walked towards the car and tried to open the door.

This was definitely not someone Panetta arranged; it was the enemy, but they had mistaken the person for someone else.

Having good skills is secondary; good luck is the most important thing.

(End of this chapter)