I, the god, recruit witches to make money

The Gambia's presidential palace is considered a luxurious building if it is located in this capital.

The building has beige walls and door-shaped windows. It is rectangular in shape with the Gambian flag standing in the middle.

The outside was surrounded by a high iron fence, and then, that was it.

It can't be said to be on alert, the defense here is quite friendly to the people. There are benches for people to rest outside the Presidential Palace, beautiful lawns and tall coconut trees.

"I feel like it's not a presidential palace, but a villa for a boss who has a little bit of money."

Bai Shi complained.

Due to the scorching sun at noon, there were almost no people around the Presidential Palace, and there were no guards standing guard at the door.

"That's how it is in a small country." Jian Ju was not surprised. The entire Gambia's police and gendarmes totaled about a thousand people.

As for the extraordinary people, in such a small country, there will not be many of them.

Jian Ju easily climbed over the iron fence and strode inside.

Bai Shi followed and turned over, "But no one stopped us, aren't we too lax?"

"That's normal. If you've ever seen a war in a small African country, you'll understand what an excellent matching mechanism is."

Lax guard?

The assassin was equally lazy. Who would want to carry out an assassination in such a hot day?

As for the assassins who are not from Africa, it is a dimensionality reduction attack, so it doesn’t matter whether you are vigilant or not.

It can't be prevented anyway.

"..." Bai Shi was speechless.

Jian Ju jumped in through the open window, with a clicking sound under his feet.

Boom!

The mines buried underneath sense the change in weight and explode directly, thereby detonating the remaining mines.

The Gambia's presidential palace is like a fortress made of sand. It collapsed when a naughty child sat on it.

The earth trembled.

Thick dust rose up, and occasionally flames would burst out from inside.

"Cough cough."

Jian Ju waved his hand and stepped out from the dust. He was not injured, but he was upset because of the plot. "Damn it, damn bastard."

"I told you there was a problem."

Bai Shi said slowly.

Jian Ju's face turned red and he argued loudly: "How could I have thought that they would actually want to kill me with a landmine?!"

"Damn it, I still underestimated their rank."

Her face was filled with anger. “Let’s hide first and see if anyone comes to check.”

"Well, they don't really think they can kill us with mines, do they?"

Shiraishi was also unsure, so he chose to leave the scene with her and go to the top floor of a building outside the Presidential Palace to monitor the place.

With such a huge explosion happening in the Presidential Palace, the nearby residents naturally would not remain indifferent and they all ran out to watch the excitement.

A large group of people who looked like they were burnt gathered together. Shiraishi couldn't recognize who was who. He always felt that all the black guys were cut from the same mold.

If there is any difference, it is height, weight, and gender.

"Ah, there really is someone there. Is that a military policeman?"

Bai Shi pointed with his hand, and there was someone in the crowd who was obviously different from the others, as if the word "elite" was written on his face. He looked inside and chose to retreat.

"Are you going to catch him?"

"I'm not interested in this kind of small fish. If I'm going to catch something, I'd rather catch a big fish." A smile appeared on Jian Ju's face.

……

Gulbin Tarantino is an active-duty soldier in the Gambia. He comes from an average family and has only graduated from primary school.

Compared to those soldiers who can't even recognize words, his education level is quite high.

Because of this, he is highly trusted by his superiors in the army and important tasks are assigned to him.

For example, this time the task of planting mines in the Presidential Palace and observing the explosion of the mines fell on him.

To be honest, he had no idea why his superiors wanted to blow up the Presidential Palace. It was such a luxurious house, and if the president didn't want to live in it, he could use it as a military barracks.

But the soldier never needs to be told the reasons for his superiors' decisions. He can only perform his duties obediently. Looking at such a huge explosion, anyone who went in is probably dead.

Gulbin left the crowd and trotted along the familiar streets, passing through complicated detours.

He did not find any signs of being followed, so he returned to his superior's house, raised his hand and knocked on the door, saying, "Cuckoo cuckoo~Major General Robert, it's me."

The cuckoo cuckoo in front is a code indicating that there is no problem.

The door was opened, and a big black man looked outside cautiously. When he saw no one, he stepped aside and said, "Come in."

"Yes." Gulbin replied and walked inside.

The front door closed, and two figures appeared outside the window, eavesdropping on the conversation inside.

Rob asked, "Did anyone get killed?"

Gulbin nodded and said in a very affirmative tone: "Yes, he is dead."

"Oh."

Robert touched his chin with his hand. The president was such a coward. If he had listened to him and stayed to fight the enemy, why would he have fled the capital?

Tsk, the country still needs people like him to save it.

It's time for a coup!

"You did a great job. I will tell the president about your achievements. Go down."

Robert waved the subordinate away.

"Yes!" Gulbin answered excitedly and gave a standard military salute.

Unlike those lazy soldiers, he was determined to climb up and still tried hard to practice his standing posture, and could at least hold it for five minutes.

When Rob saw him leave the room, he started watching an adult movie.

Jian Ju quietly peeked in and was confused by this operation. Isn't it usually necessary to report the situation to the higher-ups?

Just as she was wondering, she found that Rob wanted to make a phone call, and she immediately realized that this big black man was quite capable and knew how to use this kind of sound to cover up his true purpose.

She pricked up her ears, shut out the noise, and listened attentively to what Big Black was saying.

Shiraishi was looking at the TV screen. The film was a black and white war.

"Hey, Lorna, I'm at home, are you free? Come over."

Lorna? Code name, Jianju thought to himself, squatted down again, and found that Baishi was still staring inside, so he patted his butt and expressed his contempt with his eyes.

Bai Shi spread his hands with an expression that asked what you were thinking.

Jianju glared to show that you were clearly watching, and he quickly shook his head and patted his chest to prove his pure character.

……

I squatted outside and listened for more than ten minutes.

Jian Ju's face was flushed with anger. The extraordinary person was also a woman.

The normal physiological reaction is inevitable, and the rosy cheeks are like freshly washed cherries, full of delicious sweetness.

She could only comfort herself that the weather was too hot.

When the sound of the door opening was heard, Jianju's mind finally found a way to divert attention, and he quickly pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation.

"Lorna, my baby, hurry up, I can't wait."

Hey!

Jian Ju took a look and found that Luna was not a code name at all, but Robert's mistress. Seeing that the two sides were about to start a fight, her remaining patience was exhausted.

Bang! He raised his palm and slapped the window frame, and the broken frame smashed directly into the TV screen playing the black and white movie.

With a snap, the sound of the TV stopped abruptly.

Jian Ju climbed in through the window and said in fluent English: "Fuck, you bastard, don't you know how to report the results to your superiors?"

"Who are you?" the woman asked first, with a look of strong hostility in her eyes.

Rob is not that stupid, there are no such white women in Gambia, “You are not dead?

Damn it, that guy actually dared to lie to me!"

"who is she?"

Lorna wanted to make trouble, probably thinking it was a new mistress.

Rob was filled with uncontrollable rage, and he grabbed her neck with both hands, twisted it, and roared, "I'm going to kill that liar!"

Jianju frowned.

Something is wrong. For a supernatural being, it is normal to break a person's neck with one blow. But for an ordinary person, it is not an easy task.

Rob threw the limp woman away, becoming increasingly irritated and letting out a low growl.

The body gradually changes, with brown porcupine quills sprouting outward from the surface of the body.

Its height grew to two meters and five, its limbs were several times thicker than the thighs of a two-hundred-pound strongman, and its mouth was full of wild boar tusks.

"Monster?!"

Jian Ju was surprised and asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

"People turning into monsters, come to think of it, I think I've seen it before..."

Shiraishi stroked his chin, trying to recall where he had seen him before.

“This is Gambia’s hope and I won’t let anyone destroy it!”

Rob growled.

If the mines are useless, let him deal with them himself.

Unlike the cowardly president, he is a general who dares to fight!

"Idiot." Jian Ju understood a little in his heart that it was probably not a nest-building monster, but a human who turned into a monster.

Gambia is not capable of possessing such power, and it is likely to be used as a test subject by others.

"Who made you like this?"

Chapter 228 Different Concerns

Rob didn't answer.

Apart from the side effects of the potion, the main reason was that he didn't know either.

The magic potion that could transform ordinary people into monsters was provided to him by the President at 10 a.m. on September 10. The specific source was not told to him.

The person who leaked the news was Captain Mario, who has always been loyal to the country, but is afraid of potions. He may also have mistakenly believed that the top leaders were controlled by unknown monsters.

Choose to defect.

This attracted the attention of the United Nations, which sent out patrol missions, putting Gambia in a passive position.

The president fled the capital directly, and it was Robert's idea to blow up the presidential palace. He was a soldier and unlike the weak president, he was never afraid of fighting.

Especially the bonus of the potion, which made Robert's body full of unprecedented strength. He could overturn a tank with one hand, jump with all his strength and even pull down a flying helicopter, and sink a battleship by entering the sea.

Who in the world can rival such power?

"Die!"

Rob's eyes glowed red, and he pushed off his feet, and the floor beneath him seemed to be made of sand.

Shattered,

Raise.