Fifteen minutes ago, in the city center of the Gray Coast, a tall building was bathed in the torrential rain and stood tall in the fierce wind. At the top of the building was a gorgeous villa that occupied the highest point and the best view. In the courtyard, the sound of rain was dense.
In the study, there was dead silence.
"Failed?"
The old man, who usually had a solemn expression and an honest face, lost his voice. "Didn't you say it was a sure thing?"
"What about William?" he asked. "Where the hell did William go?"
"I don't know. We're also investigating …"
"Investigate, investigate, investigate! All you know is to investigate all day long! What's the use of having a bunch of trash like you! " President Said roared and smashed the phone with all his might. He paced back and forth in the room for a long time before finally calming down.
He stretched out his hand and a subordinate handed him a new phone.
After making a few calls and confirming the situation of all parties, he returned to his seat and fell into deep thought. He quickly made a decision.
"We can't get involved in Danbo's matter anymore."
He looked up and said coldly, "Release an announcement that the matter in Yingzhou was caused by the scum William alone. It has nothing to do with us. Remove William from his position and department."
"But, but if we do that …" The subordinate was slightly stunned. "If William comes back …"
"Can he come back?"
Said sneered.
That guy had been eyeing his position for a long time. This time, he made a deal with Yingzhou behind his back and wanted to drag others down with him?
Think of it as for your own good, William. Die in Yingzhou obediently and take the blame for yourself. It's good for your family and others.
Although he would lose some of his income from the border of Yingzhou and it would make him feel a little pained, where there's life, there's hope.
Wasn't the reason why the Wanderers' Alliance of Freedom was able to survive in so many borders as a hybrid organization because it was safe, harmless, and amiable?
Although Danbo's appearance had pierced through the Alliance of Freedom's most precious mask and caused their income to continuously drop these days, after this test, they had already realized the huge gap between them and Danbo. They no longer dared to have any thoughts of revenge.
Not only that, but he was also prepared to lick it.
If there was money, they could earn it together. Everyone was seeking benefits for their compatriots. He had so many resources and channels in his hands. As long as he licked it hard and with heart, was there a need to worry about not being able to make money?
Just like that, he quickly decided on his future course of action.
He picked up the phone and told his secretary, "Connect me to Yingzhou's line and get someone to contact Danbo … I want to find a chance to talk to them face to face."
There was no reply from the phone.
There was complete silence.
Sayd froze for a moment and realized that something was wrong. He picked up his phone, but there was no signal at all. He subconsciously stood up, and when he heard the gunshots outside, he quickly realized what was going on. He decisively turned around and walked toward the secret passage.
But this time, no matter how hard he tried, there was no response.
Only the sound of wailing could be heard outside the room.
His expression suddenly changed. He reached out and took out his weapon from the hidden compartment. He carefully pushed open the door of the study and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person sitting in the chair in the cubicle.
That was the bodyguard he hired every year with a large sum of money, a famous Tier 4 expert in the financial center of Gray Coast!
"What's going on, Mel —"
Hugh Myr didn't turn around. He just raised his hand and stopped him from moving any further. "Boss, stay inside. Don't come out. This time, it might be very troublesome."
In the silence, only the sound of footsteps could be heard coming from outside the door.
The sound of gunshots rang out continuously and quickly died down. The dull thuds of people falling to the ground were continuous. In the end, scarlet blood flowed in silently from behind the door.
Sayd's face gradually paled.
In the dead silence, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Is President Sayd inside? Please don't be agitated. I'm coming in. Hold your weapon properly. Don't misfire. Don't hurt yourself."
A blade so thin that its thickness couldn't be seen flashed through the gap of the door, causing the heavy solid wooden door to open silently.
It revealed the hell behind it.
There was also a sweater dyed red with blood.
Under the hood, the girl opened her mouth and blew out a bubble. With a pop, it broke and stuck to her mouth, but was quickly swallowed back.
In an instant, Hugh stood up. Faint flames wrapped around his fists, and his killing intent was ferocious.
But Anya didn't seem to see him at all. Her gaze swept past the unbeatable opponent and landed on her target.
"Hello, Mister Sayd. It should be you, right? You may not know me, but you must know who my teacher is. Looking at you, you should have guessed it, right?"
The girl smiled, "Because of your actions, my teacher sent me here to teach you a lesson …"
"Wait! Let's talk nicely! "
Sayd took a step back in panic. He clearly had an expert protecting him, but he could feel the bone-piercing coldness of that thin blade. He almost couldn't breathe, "Please wait, I can pay the price. Any price is not a problem. We can show our sincerity!"
"If you're prepared to be taught a lesson, that's for the best."
Anya nodded and sighed regretfully, "But it's a pity that in the Inquisition, there's only one lesson. And there's only one price.
And these two things are the same … "
Death!
In that instant, the Type 4 Sublimator Sayd exploded. He rushed forward and roared, causing the glass of the entire floor to shatter. The wind and rain in the sky were disturbed by that violent punch.
A strong gust of wind blew Anya's hood away, causing her long hair to flutter in the air.
But she didn't care as she stepped forward.
She allowed the iron fist to rush forward and finally stopped at the tip of her nose.
It stopped abruptly.
"If you want to stop me, you can't use this kind of fist that can't hit people."
Anya raised her eyes and looked at the bodyguard in front of her, "It's okay, don't be afraid. If you think you can protect your employer from the Inquisition's assassination skills, then you should give it a try.
But do you think you can succeed? Or should I say — "
She paused and grinned, "Do you really have the guts?"
Sayd didn't speak. His expression was gloomy, and his killing intent surged. But in the end, he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack. Even if he could crush the girl in front of him with one punch!
"Think carefully, Mister Bodyguard."
Anna yawned and put her hands in her pockets, "If you stand in front of me, whose enemy will you become? If you try to stop me, what will happen to you? "
The difference between her and her enemy was so great, but she didn't care at all. It should be said that from the beginning, she didn't care about the other party's bodyguard.
This was because she had never represented herself, and the one who had chosen to send this blade to Sayd had never been Anya herself.
But compared to the opponent in front of her, something more powerful!
Something more powerful than this kind of power that was exchanged with money, and something more dazzling than this kind of thing that struggled in the dark swamp …
Just like this, she smiled and looked at the opponent in front of her. She asked seriously,
"— Do you want to be my teacher's enemy, Mister Bodyguard?"
Dead silence.
The man didn't speak.
The iron fist trembled. Was it anger or fear?
"Hey, Sayd! Don't listen to her nonsense! "Sayd's expression was ashen as he roared," We have a contract! We have a contract, do you think she will let you go? Don't forget what this bitch is here for! "
Sayd still didn't speak.
Only silence.
Struggle.
Anna took a step forward, reached out and pressed his fist, "If you haven't thought it through, you can slowly think about it. My work still needs a long time, you still have time.
But for now, please don't get in the way … "
She said, "I'm going to work."
Just like that, she casually pushed away the iron fist that was enough to destroy her, and brushed past the last obstacle … In the study, Sayd staggered back, raised his hand, and pulled the trigger with all his might.
He had used up all his bullets.
But bullets wouldn't work.
He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Anya only slightly pulled out one of her hands from her pocket and waved it. A thin and invisible blade swept past, and a section of his tongue fell out of his mouth.
Hoarse screams sounded, along with vague roars and curses.
"Shh, don't talk, be quiet."
The girl raised her finger and put it in front of her lips. Then, she bent down, took off the small backpack on her back, and pulled out a heavy hammer from it.
There was also a pitch-black long nail.
The long nail, which was as thick as a forearm, was stained with a layer of dark red. After being soaked and contaminated by the blood of countless heretics, it was almost pitch-black.
Then, there was a hoarse scream.
As if he had foreseen the future, Sayd retreated in horror and fell to the ground. Then, he climbed up with his hands and feet, and even wanted to rush out of the window without caring about the height.
However, the invisible thin blade had cut off the fascia of his hands and legs, leaving only a small wound.
He fell to the ground, but was pulled up violently, and his left hand was pressed against the wall.
"Don't move."
Anya bit the handle of the hammer in her mouth, and gave a vague order. She pulled out a long nail with her other hand, and pointed it at his twitching palm. Then, there was another scream. The long nail pierced through his palm, and he was barely able to fix it to the wall.
Then, she took off the hammer in her mouth and aimed it at the iron nail.
Smash!
Accompanied by a dull sound, a hoarse scream burst out along with the vibration of the floor.
"Don't you all call yourselves saints? Call yourselves saviors? "
The girl squatted down and looked into his eyes. "If that's the case, why don't you take the place of your compatriots and bear this original sin? Why don't you accept this fate that suits you?
In the inquisition, this is the highest treatment. "
The second iron nail was raised, and aimed at his right hand.
Sayd screamed and begged with tears in his eyes, but he could not stop the hammer from falling.
Anya took a step back, and looked at the man on the wall. She measured the height and heaved a sigh of relief. She did not have to redraw the nail and hit it again if the two sides were not aligned.
On the wall, Sayd no longer shouted angrily. He cried in pain, and whimpered.
But whining would not work.
It was as if he had never cared about the tears of his compatriots.
"Hope and freedom, dignity and a future. My teacher told me that these are the most precious things in the world."
Anya suddenly said, "For a long time, you all have made a living and profited from it. Oppressing your own people, deceiving those who trusted you, betraying their ideals, and sitting on their corpses to enjoy the fruits of their labor. In the end, you meticulously weave an illusory bubble … but you don't dare to let others see the real thing. "
"Because once the real thing appears, everyone will know that you are fakes!"
Just like that, he conveyed the words of the King of Danbo.
Anya looked up, and looked into his eyes. She told him word by word, "There is no need for such people to exist in this world."
"So, it's time for you to die."
Bang!
The last nail pierced through Sayd's body. Covered in blood, it wedged itself into the iron stone.
She turned and left just like that.
Half an hour later, Sayd Aton, the president of the Wanderer Alliance of Freedom, a well-known public welfare organization, a philanthropist, and a freedom fighter, died in his own study.
He died of blood loss.
What was puzzling was that the first aid kit to stop the bleeding was at his feet.
Unfortunately, no one came to his rescue.
Another half an hour later, the news from the Tomorrow News caused an uproar in the entire territory.
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