Chapter 16 Schilling's Proper Account

Intensive gunfire protruded several inches from the muzzle, almost illuminating the dark sewers.

Jingle Jingle!

After the bullet casings of the yellow orange popped out, they fell to the ground one after another, making a constant noise.

Such strafing lasted for a full 30 seconds.

After all the bullets in each gun have been fired, this is called a ceasefire.

"stop!"

The leading bodyguard raised his hand and then walked to the 'sewage river'. At this moment, the remaining bodyguards of the 'Send family' who had been prepared to ambush Beard and Rothrow had already set up mobile light sources.

The five searchlights were turned on directly, and the bright lights illuminated this area as if it were daytime.

A team of 6 bodyguards in diving suits jumped directly into the sewage river.

But soon, these bodyguards who dived out of the water one by one, made 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."

Looking at the huge opening in the 'fishing net', the leading bodyguard's expression suddenly became ugly.

He didn't know why Beard ran away again.

It was the same three times before.

Obviously enough means have been prepared, but Beard always runs away.

Especially Beard's strength, as the bodyguard of the 'Send family', he has a good understanding of the strength of this security consultant. Although Beard is quite good, he definitely can't kill his team of 6 with his bare hands. Degree.

hide?

Do you have any ulterior motives?

The bodyguard staring at the opening of the 'fishing net' couldn't help thinking again in his heart.

However, for the time being, these are all out of his business.

He has more important things to do.

Need to report to the old butler.

And this is bound to be an easy thing.

He has failed four times in a row.

The old housekeeper's temper was not so kind.

Thinking of this, the leader couldn't help sighing in his heart.

As for escaping?

He hadn't thought about it at all.

Those who choose to escape are the young children who have not really understood the terribleness of the 'Send family'.

Under the terrifying sphere of influence of the 'Send family', there is no way to escape.

It's like the guy who protected the young master of Sende 9 before.

I regret now that I am still alive.

Running away makes death a luxury.

Don't run away, there is still a chance.

Maybe the body will be less, but the leader knows very well that even a disabled person is better than death.

Climb out of the sewer.

The assistant of the ‘Send Family’ who was waiting there immediately disinfected the leader.

Alcohol spray seems to baptize each other without money.

Then there's the fragrance.

After confirming that there was no odor on the leader, the two assistants moved away.

Of course, the shoes are in front of you and must be changed.

The leader smiled humbly at the two assistants, changed his shoes, and walked into the car on the side of the road.

From the outside, the black car is just a little longer, and then it feels slightly heavy.

Other than that, it looks really ordinary.

But inside, it's full of luxury.

Spacious leather seats.

Cherry wood floors.

The handrails are all polished from deer antlers.

The leader didn't dare to put his hand on it, he half-bowed, and sat on the opposite side very cautiously, looking at the old man whose hair was already gray, but he didn't have any kindness.

"Failed again?"

Schilling asked.

"Sorry, Your Excellency."

"It was my mistake."

The prudent leader knelt down when the old housekeeper opened his mouth to ask questions, begging the old man's forgiveness.

No excuses, no excuses.

He knew the old butler's habits.

Very simply, took all the responsibility on the body.

Or rather, it was his fault in itself.

"waste!"

The old butler said coldly.

The leader's head was lowered even lower.

He began to imagine what kind of punishment he would suffer.

but--

"get off."

The old butler said so.

The leader was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

no punishment?

Do not!

impossible!

How could there be no punishment?

Is it...

Thinking of something, the leader's eyes were full of fear, and his whole body trembled.

"Ge, Your Excellency, spare, spare your life."

The leader stammered.

But in exchange, the old butler gave an even colder answer.

"get off."

The leader wanted to say something, even kowtowed and begged for mercy, but when he saw the old butler's cold eyes from beginning to end, he knew that his destiny was decided.

He pushed open the door tremblingly.

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, covered in alcohol, died at once.

"Ahhhh!"

The roar of pain could not be suppressed.

Flames danced around the leader.

The residual alcohol on the ground was ignited.

The flames burst into flames.

In an instant, only the sound of burning flames remained.

The screams were suppressed.

But the leader who was burning with flames was still dancing wildly.

Schilling appreciates this kind of 'dancing'.

A smile appeared on the face that had always been cold.

The tragic situation in the eyes of ordinary people, in his opinion, is a good 'dance', 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 to report.

"Trash is trash."

"Can't even hold on for ten minutes."

"Put his family into the dance studio, and the remaining minutes are made up by his family, starting with the youngest."

Schilling said coldly.

"Yes."

Although the words were cruel and inhuman, the assistant nodded in response.

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 worries that he will 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 'Murderers' we contacted before."

The assistant swallowed quietly and replied.

"waste!"

The old butler cursed in a low voice.

Then, he saw that the assistant showed a hesitant expression again.

"What else?"

The old butler stared at the assistant in front of him.

The fear in his heart made the assistant tremble slightly.

But the assistant still said.

"And the 'Golden Lamb' has not been hunted, but is 'hunting' other people. He has gained an advantage in the second stage of the semi-finals through the 'Murderer' item left by Jason."

The assistant finished speaking.

Just waiting for the old butler's punishment.

But after a while, such punishment did not appear at all.

He quietly looked at the old butler.

Suddenly I found that the old butler's face at this time was quite ugly.

It's something he's never seen before.

"Go to the 'Game' headquarters in Area F."

The old butler instructed the driver.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The driver nodded immediately.

The old butler ignored the assistant who was beside the car, but took out his PDA from the hidden compartment on the side. He started the 'rematch' that looked like it wasn't over yet.

The more he looked, the more gloomy the old housekeeper's face became.

It wasn't just Jason who killed the three 'Murderers'.

It's not because Karen killed the Quartet with the props left by Jason.

Not because of Beard's escape.

None of these.

But because of himself!

He didn't even realize that these things were connected!

He entered the trap of not realizing that he had stepped into someone else's!

"Unforgivable!"

he said softly.

Not only for himself, but also for the guy who laid out the 'Send family'.

Sitting in the car and thinking for a few minutes, the old housekeeper picked up the phone.

The matter in front of him, he needs to report to the adult.

"My lord, there was an accident. The death of Master Sende 9 was just a bait... Also, I suspect that someone in our family was involved."

Schilling calmly and succinctly relayed all this to the lord.

At the end, he expressed his speculation.

There's nothing wrong with that.

As the Schilling family who has served the head of the 'Send family' for more than five generations, it has long been integrated into the 'Send family'.

The Schilling family has long been a part of the 'Send family'.

Even, at some point, the Schilling family can represent the 'Send family'.

This is an honor from the days of Schilling's grandfather.

until his generation.

Schilling is proud of this.

However, he is now about to lose that honor.

Even if the adult does not pursue it, he will hand over this honor.

This is what he, as the steward of the 'Send Family', must do.

It is also his honor as the steward of the 'Send Family'.

"I see."

"Shilling, I will send someone to deal with this matter..."

"Sir, please leave it to me."

"This is my dereliction of duty, please let me make up for it."

Rarely, Schilling interrupted the words of the head of the family.

The voice in the earpiece paused.

After about two seconds, the sound rang out again.

"it is good."

"No matter what you do, the 'Send family' will stand behind you."

said in a calm voice.

"Thank you for everything you have done for me."

Even in the car, Schilling still bent over to show his respect.

After that, he hung up the phone.

At this moment, the car has stopped.

The old housekeeper got out of the car, and at a glance he saw the people waiting for him at the door of the building.

These people represent the top 100 families with extraordinary influence in District F, except for the 'Send family'.

The 'Gibsons', 'Hera', 'Emel' and 'Lothar'.

Of course, it is not the members of these four families who are standing here.

Even, it is not the agent 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 fighting.

Although the Hundred Great Family is a union.

But it was not peaceful.

In private, there are entanglements of interests.

In the dark, the blood flowed.

When there is a flaw in a family, some hostile families will jump out and bite the family without hesitation, and some families who have a good relationship on weekdays will also follow suit.

After all, the benefits are attractive.

Wealth moves people's hearts.

Could have an extra piece of cake, why not?

"Butler Schilling, your Excellencies have been waiting for a long time."

"Please come with me."

One of the assistants came down the steps and made a welcome gesture.

This is a person from the 'Lothar Family' who has a good relationship with the 'Send Family'.

As for the remaining three families?

Just stood there and looked at the old butler coldly, motionless.

The old butler nodded at the assistant and strode towards the elevator.

Then, go straight to the top floor conference hall.

Here, members or agents of the 'Gibson Family', 'Hera Family', 'Emer 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 naturally buttoned up, and at the same time, his body leaned forward slightly, and then returned to normal.

With half-length hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes soft and his manner polite, 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 Schilling made this evaluation in his heart, he bowed respectfully and returned the salute.

"Master Lothar Eleven."

The two sides greeted politely.

However, an old man who was also very old 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 Great Families stipulate that no family can influence the 'game' by any off-site means."

"However, you contacted the three 'Murderers' and joined the 'Golden Lamb' without authorization... When did the 'Send Family' family have the final say in the F area?"

With a coquettish smile, the representative of the 'Hera Family' spoke.

This is a lady with a black veil but a loud red dress.

During the conversation, the small black folding fan with lace in his hand kept waving.

"We need to explain."

The 'Emel Family' agent who spoke last was a middle-aged man.

The body is strong, and the suit is held tight.

When he spoke, he gestured to the assistant.

The assistant who had been waiting for a long time came over with a box.

It contains both documents and videotapes.

Schilling glanced at it and knew what was inside.

It was the video of him sending someone to contact the three 'masochists' and his action data for the last three days.

"Do you need to take a look?"

The agent of the 'Gipson Family' spoke again.

"unnecessary."

Schilling shook his head.

"Then you admit it?"

The lady from the 'Hera Family' asked with a smile.

"This should not be done by Your Excellency Schilling. I believe that Your Excellency will not do this. It must be his subordinate Yuezuo who did such a thing on his behalf. We need to find out before discussing this matter."

Lothar 11, who had never spoken, spoke up.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he defended Schilling.

Such words made the three representatives of the 'Gipson Family', 'Hera Family', and 'Emel Family' flash disdain in the eyes.

It's as stupid as the rumors say.

The lady from the 'Hera Family' gently opened the folding fan, and after shaking it twice, she looked at Schilling.

"Don't say it, just like Master Lothar 11 said, these are all done by your subordinates without your knowledge."

The lady said with a smile in her voice.

"of course not."

Schilling shook his head again very simply.

Then, the old housekeeper bowed to Lothar 11 again to thank him.

"Thank you, Master Lothar Eleven, but I do things."

"I do things by myself and do things by myself."

The old housekeeper said, shaking his hands.

A small pistol appeared in his hand.

The pistol was raised high and aimed at his temple.

The old butler continued to speak with a smile on his face.

"It was me who made this arrogant act that shamed my 'housekeeping responsibility' because of a moment of anger, and has nothing to do with the 'Send family'."

"You want to explain?"

"I'll give it to you!"

Then, pull the trigger—

boom!

Blood splattered.

(End of this chapter)