Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1504

A deafening explosion rocked the earth as a stray artillery shell crashed down less than ten meters ahead of their vehicle with absolutely zero warning. The violent shockwave churned up a storm of dirt and rock, instantly flipping the lead SUVs. Driven by immense momentum, the vehicles rolled wildly across the ground before smashing violently down the slope. Amidst the ear piercing screech of twisting metal and agonized screams, the scene spiraled into utter chaos.

A group of battered, bloodied billionaires clawed their way out of the mangled cabins in pure terror. But the moment they emerged, a squad of armed militants wielding assault rifles stormed out of the surrounding rubble. Black muzzles instantly locked onto the survivors. Shouting in a rapid, local dialect, the militants took one look at the expensive suits and luxury watches on the survivors, realized there was a language barrier, and logically assumed these were corrupt local officials trying to flee the warzone with massive fortunes. The militant leader didn't bother asking a single question before squeezing the trigger.

A deafening volley of bullets tore through the air. The defenseless billionaires were mowed down like wheat, screaming as they collapsed into pools of blood.

Minutes before the slaughter began, James's razor sharp instincts had already warned him that something was wrong. The instant the shell hit, he had violently kicked his door open, rolling out to separate himself from the convoy. Using the swirling dust and thick smoke as cover, he slipped silently into the nearby ruins.

Only after the militants finished their volley and dragged a few bodies away cursing did James creep out from his hiding spot. With a cold expression, he approached the overturned vehicles, the thick stench of blood in the air making his stomach churn. Bodies lay scattered in every direction, completely riddled with bullets. James swiftly scanned the area, his brows pulling into a tight knot. The corpses of the wealthiest, most arrogant international tycoons from their group were entirely missing.

A trail of blood dragged far off into the distance toward a small town square. Gripping his pistol, James silently tracked the bloodstains and boot prints left by the militants. Evading patrols along the way, he eventually maneuvered behind a dirt mound near the square. Lying flat against the yellow earth, he pulled a high powered telescope from his backpack and peered toward the center of the square.

The very next second, James's pupils constricted violently! The sight through the lenses was so gruesome it made his scalp tingle. The missing billionaires had all been sliced open, their stomachs brutally gutted! Blood stained the stone pillars of the square as their corpses, bound by coarse ropes, were strung high up in the air for public display.

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