The dense gunfire protruded several inches from the muzzle, almost illuminating the dark sewer.
Jingle!
After the yellow-orange-orange bullet casings popped out, they fell to the ground one after another, making non-stop noises.
This strafing lasted for 30 seconds.
After all the bullets in each gun have been fired, this is considered a ceasefire.
"stop!"
The leading bodyguard raised his hand and then walked to the side of the 'Sewage River'. At this moment, the rest of the 'Sunder Family' bodyguards who had been prepared to ambush Beard and Rossrow had already set up mobile light sources.
The five searchlights were turned on directly, and the bright lights illuminated the area like daytime.
A team of six bodyguards in diving suits jumped directly into the sewage river.
But soon, these bodyguards who dived into the water got out of the water one by one, and gestured a no gesture to their leader.
At the same time, a torn 'fishing net' was also pulled to the shore by these bodyguards—this was a trap prepared in advance.
Originally it existed as insurance.
"Damn it."
Seeing the huge hole in the 'fishing net', the leading bodyguard's expression turned ugly.
He didn't know why Beard ran away again.
It was the same three times before.
He obviously had prepared enough means, but Beard always escaped.
Especially Beard's strength. As the bodyguard of the 'Sunder Family', he has a good understanding of the strength of this security consultant. Although Beard is quite excellent, it is absolutely impossible to kill his six-member team with bare hands. Degree.
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Have ulterior motives
The bodyguard staring at the opening of the 'fishing net' couldn't help but think again.
However, these are not his affairs for the time being.
He has more important things to do.
Need to report to the old housekeeper.
And this is bound to be an easy task.
He has failed four times in a row.
The temper of the old housekeeper was not so kind.
Thinking of this, the leader couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As for running away
He didn't think about it at all.
Those who choose to escape are all young children who have not really understood the horror of the 'Sender family'.
Under the terrible sphere of influence of the 'Sender family', there is no way to escape.
Just like the guy who protected Master Sender 9 before.
Now I regret that I am still alive.
Fleeing makes death a luxury.
If you don't escape, there is still a chance of survival.
Maybe the body will be less, but this leader knows very well that even being disabled is better than life.
Crawl out of the sewer.
The 'Sunder Family' assistants waiting there immediately disinfected the leader.
The alcohol spray seems to be baptizing the other party for free.
Then there's the fragrance.
After confirming that there was no peculiar smell on the leader, the two assistants moved away.
Of course, the shoes are right in front of you and must be changed.
The leader smiled humbly at the two assistants, changed his shoes, and walked into the car by the road.
From the outside, the black car is just a little longer, and then has a slightly heavy feeling.
Other than that, it looks really ordinary.
But inside, it is full of luxury.
Spacious leather seats.
Cherry wood floors.
The armrests at hand are all polished from deer antler.
The leader didn't dare to put his hands on it, half bowed, and sat opposite him very cautiously, looking at the old man with gray hair, but without any kindness, on the contrary, he had a cruel face.
"Failed again?"
Schilling asked.
"Sorry, sir."
"It was my mistake."
When the old housekeeper asked a question, the cautious leader immediately knelt down and begged for the old man's forgiveness.
No excuses, no excuses.
He knew the old butler's habits.
Very simply, he took all the responsibilities on him.
Or rather, it was his fault.
"waste!"
The old housekeeper said something coldly.
The leader lowered his head even lower.
He began to imagine what kind of punishment he would suffer.
but-
"get off."
The old butler said so.
The leader was taken aback for a moment, then he raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.
No penalty
No!
impossible!
How could there be no punishment
Could it be...
Thinking of something, the leader's eyes were full of fear, and his whole body trembled.
"Your Excellency, please forgive me."
The leader stammered.
But in return, the old butler gave a colder answer.
"get off."
The leader wanted to say something, and even kowtowed to beg for mercy, but when he saw the old housekeeper's cold eyes from beginning to end, he knew his fate was decided.
Tremblingly, he pushed open the door.
The leader got out of the car.
The old butler didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and threw a lighter on the leader.
The leader, who was covered in alcohol, fell asleep immediately.
"Ah!"
An uncontrollable howl of pain rang out.
Flames danced on the leader's body.
The remaining alcohol on the ground was ignited.
The flames sprang up.
In an instant, only the sound of burning flames remained.
The screams were suppressed.
But the leader of the burning flame is still dancing wildly.
Schilling admired this 'dance'.
A smile appeared on that always cold face.
The tragedy that ordinary people see is a good 'dance' to him, a 'dance' that can calm his mind and ease his emotions.
A full two minutes.
This dance stopped.
"Your Excellency, he is dead."
The assistant came and reported.
"Waste is waste."
"Not even ten minutes."
"Put his family in the dance studio, and the remaining minutes are filled by his family, starting with the youngest."
Xilin said coldly.
"yes."
Although the words were cruel and inhumane, the assistant nodded and responded as usual.
Apparently, this happened more than once.
Standing beside the charred corpse, the assistant's heart was far less peaceful than it appeared on the surface.
He fears he'll be next.
But some things must be said.
"Your Excellency, Jason escaped the siege."
"return… "
"What else?"
Xi Lin, who was in a happy mood just now, turned cold again.
"Also, he killed all the three 'Ragers' we contacted before."
The assistant quietly swallowed and replied.
"waste!"
The old butler cursed under his breath.
Then, he saw the assistant showing a hesitant expression again.
"What else is there?"
The old housekeeper stared at the assistant in front of him.
The fear in his heart made the assistant tremble slightly.
But the assistant said anyway.
"And the 'Golden Lamb' was not hunted, but was 'hunting' other people. He has already gained an advantage in the second stage of the rematch through the 'Rager' prop left by Jason."
As soon as the assistant finished speaking.
Just quietly waiting for the old housekeeper's punishment.
But after a while, such punishment did not appear at all.
He quietly looked at the old housekeeper.
Suddenly, I found that the old housekeeper's face was quite ugly at this time.
It was something he had never seen before.
"Go to the 'Game' HQ in Block F."
The old butler gave instructions to the driver.
"Yes, sir."
The driver nodded immediately.
The old butler didn't pay attention to the assistant who was staying by the car, but took out the handheld computer from the hidden compartment beside him, and he started the 'rematch' which seemed to be unfinished.
The more I looked, the more gloomy the old housekeeper's face became.
It wasn't just Jason who killed the three 'Ragers'.
It's not because Jia Lun took the props left by Jason to kill the Quartet.
Not because of Beard's escape.
None of these.
But because of himself!
He didn't realize that these things were connected!
He entered without realizing that he had stepped into someone else's trap!
"Unforgivable!"
he said softly.
Both for myself and for the guy who arranged the 'Sender family'.
Sitting in the car and thinking for a few minutes, the old butler picked up the phone.
He needs to report to the lord what is going on in front of him.
"My lord, something happened unexpectedly. The death of Master Sender 9 was just a bait... Also, I suspect that someone in our family was involved."
Schilling calmly and succinctly relayed all this to the adult.
In the end, he expressed his own conjecture.
There is nothing inappropriate about this.
As the Schilling family who have served the patriarch in the 'Sunder Family' for more than five generations, they have already integrated into the 'Sunder Family'.
The Schillings have long been part of the 'Sunder family'.
Even, at some point, the Schillings can represent the 'Sunders'.
This is an honor that has been received since the time of Schilling's grandfather.
Until his generation.
In this regard, Schilling is proud.
However, he is about to lose this honor now.
Even if the adult doesn't pursue it, he will hand over this honor.
This is what he, as the steward of the 'Sunder Family' must do.
It is also him, the honor of being the steward of the 'Sunder Family'.
"I see."
"Schilling, I will send someone special to deal with this matter..."
"My lord, please leave it to me."
"This is my negligence, please let me make up for my mistakes."
On a rare occasion, Schilling interrupted the Patriarch's words.
The voice in the earpiece paused.
After about two seconds, the sound came again.
"good."
"No matter what you do, the 'Sunder Family' will stand behind you."
Said in a steady voice.
"Thank you sir for everything you have done for me."
Even in the car, Schilling still bowed to pay his respects.
After that, he hung up the phone.
At this moment, the car has stopped.
The old butler got out of the car, and he immediately saw the person waiting for him at the door of the building.
These people represent the top 100 families that have extraordinary influence in Area F except for the 'Sunder Family'.
'The Gibsons', 'The Heras', 'The Emmels' and 'The Lothars'.
Of course, those standing here are not members of these four families.
Not even the agents of these four families in the F area.
Just some bodyguards and assistants.
The old butler had a cold face and sneered in his heart.
He had already guessed what the four families were up to.
Although the hundred families are a union.
But not all is well.
In private, there are conflicts of interest.
In the dark, the blood flowed endlessly.
When a family has a flaw, some hostile families will jump out to bite that family without hesitation, and some families that have a good relationship on weekdays will also follow suit.
After all, the benefits are attractive.
Money touches people's hearts.
Being able to get an extra slice of the cake, why not
"Butler Schilling, Your Excellencies have been waiting for a long time."
"Please come with me."
One of the assistants walked down the steps and made a greeting gesture.
This is a member of the 'Lothar family' who has a good relationship with the 'Sunder family'.
As for the remaining three families
He just stood there and looked at the old housekeeper coldly, motionless.
The old butler nodded to the assistant, and strode towards the elevator.
Then, go straight to the conference hall on the top floor.
Here, members or agents of the 'Gibson Family', 'Hera Family', 'Emeral Family' and 'Lothar Family' have been waiting for a long time.
"Your Excellency Schilling."
A young man stood up and nodded.
The other party was wearing a suit, and when he stood up again, he buttoned up the buttons naturally. At the same time, his body leaned forward slightly, and then returned to normal.
With half-length hair hanging over his shoulders, gentle eyes, and polite demeanor, he looks like a well-bred artist.
Members of the 'Lothar family' in Block F, Lothar 11.
He is friends with Master Sender 9.
A nice young man.
After Xi Lin made such an evaluation from the bottom of his heart, he bent down very respectfully to return the salute.
"Master Lothar 11."
The two sides exchanged polite greetings.
However, an old man who was also aged couldn't help it.
Boom, boom, boom.
The other party knocked on the table.
"Schilling, you broke the rules."
The old man had a loud voice and represented the 'Gibson family'.
"The Hundred Families stipulate that no family can influence the 'game' by any off-site means."
"However, you contacted the three 'Ragers' and even joined the 'Golden Lamb' without authorization... When will the 'Sende Family' have the final say in Area F?"
With a coquettish smile, the representative of the 'Hera Family' spoke.
This is a lady wearing a black veil but a bright red dress.
While speaking, the small black folding fan with lace in his hand kept waving.
"We need an account."
The agent of the 'Emeral family' who spoke last was a middle-aged man.
The body is strong, and the suit is stretched tightly.
When he spoke, he gestured to the assistant.
The assistant who had been waiting for a long time came over with a box in his arms.
It contained both documents and videotapes.
Schilling glanced at it and knew what was inside.
It was he who sent someone to contact the video of the three 'Ragers' and his actions in the last three days.
"Do you need to take a look?"
The agent of the 'Gibsons' spoke again.
"unnecessary."
Schilling shook his head.
"Then you admit it?"
asked the lady from the 'Hera Family' with a smile.
"This should not be done by His Excellency Schilling. I believe that His Excellency will not do this. His subordinates must have done such a thing on his behalf. We need to figure it out before discussing this matter."
Lothar 11, who had never spoken, spoke.
He opened his mouth to defend Schilling.
Such words caused disdain to flash in the eyes of the three representatives of the 'Gibson Family', 'Hera Family', and 'Emeral Family'.
Sure enough, it was as stupid as the rumors said.
The lady from the "Hera Family" opened the folding fan lightly, shook it twice, and looked at Schilling.
"Don't say it, just like Master Lothar 11 said, these are all done by your subordinates without telling you."
The lady said with a hint of a smile in her voice.
"of course not."
Schilling simply shook his head again.
Then, the old butler bowed again to Lothar 11 in thanks.
"Thank you, Master Lothar 11, but I did the thing."
"I do things alone and bear them alone."
The old butler said, shaking his hand.
A small pistol appeared in his hand.
The pistol was raised high and aimed at his temple.
The old housekeeper continued to speak with a smile on his face.
"It was because of a moment of anger that I made such an arrogant act that shamed my 'stewardship', and it has nothing to do with the 'Sender family'."
"You want to explain?"
"I'll give it to you!"
Then, pull the trigger—
boom!
Blood splattered everywhere.