Silver Shadow's killers soon found the security guard's body in the corridor, but they still didn't care. Shooting an ordinary person does not show how powerful the assassin has.

Gilson II was very nervous. People like him who lived a very easy life were usually cherishing their lives, so he called nearly ten security guards and quickly fled to the safe house underground. His two cousins ​​and uncle naturally decided to follow him to hide. They were worried that if they went out rashly now, they might have to be killed before they could reach the garage.

The safe house is built on the ground of the big house, with the entrance inside and not very hidden, but only Gilson and his family's palm prints can open the electronic door at the entrance, and there is no key at all, so even if others find it, they cannot open the house.

This safe house is the ultimate defense line for Gilson II's life. Even if Shuangying County was hit by a nuclear attack, the bullet point was at the door of his mansion. As long as he hid inside, he could save his life. The house was prepared with water and food that could be supported by three people for about four months. The exterior walls were strong, explosion-proof, radiation-proof, and the interior was equipped with an air circulation and sewage system, which was simply designed to cope with the end of the world.

It is said that there are more advanced facilities in Tiandu. Gilson II has heard that the emperor and royal family had long used net alloy to build the "Ark". If one day the earth becomes a mixed landform of glaciers and magma, and the remaining land is full of zombies and radiation pollution, then this thing will come in handy.

However, the problem is not that serious. No matter how many assassins are, or whether they are still in the mansion, Silver Shadow's killers will ensure the safety of the Earl's Mansion. Gilson II can go out as long as the fight outside is over.

The door of the safe house was closed again, and the security guards were all driven out by the Earl. He didn't hire them to take refuge together. At this moment, what was left in the house was Gilson II himself, his wife and children who were one step ahead of him, and his two cousins ​​and an uncle.

Although the six people were a little nervous, they could still learn about the situation outside through the communicator. Gilson II kept talking to people outside to inquire about the progress, but the traces of the assassin were not discovered.

Time passed slowly, and in a claustrophobic environment, they became increasingly irritable. The reasonable judgment that can be made now is that the assassin escaped after he learned that he was discovered, but this seems to be inconsistent with the words "the person who took your life" he said before by threatening the security guard. If he wanted to run away, he would shoot the security guard and leave, or simply escape without showing up, why bother to do this?

Gilson II could only explain in the end that this guy knew that his whereabouts were exposed and that the assassination would inevitably fail, so he simply threatened himself through the voice of the security guard on the walkie-talkie, and then ran away. It was not in vain to come and save some face.

After two hours of long waiting, in the early morning, the count repeatedly confirmed with the people outside that the mansion was safe inside and outside, and finally decided to come out of the safe house.

The electronic door slowly opened, but what appeared in front of me was a strange corridor.

The six people in the room were shocked. The outside of the door was not the Earl's Mansion at all. What was going on?

The corridor was very dark, and soon footsteps sounded. In the darkness, a man in black was walking towards the door of the safe house.

Gilson II asked, "Who is it?! Who is there!" As he asked, he stretched his palm towards the scanner next to the door, preparing to close the electronic door again.

A cold light suddenly appeared, the sound of a knife broke through the wind, and Gilson II's thumb on his right hand disappeared like this.

The flying knife of the gambling snake was as thin as paper and as long as his fingers. When it came to his hands, it was both fast, strong, dangerous, fast, accurate and ruthless.

Gilson II, whose finger was cut off, was heartbreaking, but he knew that it was not the time to roll around the ground, and now he was closest to the door. The five people behind him were already scared and froze and froze in place. So Gilson II quickly stretched out his left hand and wanted to close the door.

This was the last chance for the count, but the gambling snake had already reached the door of the safe house, so naturally he would not succeed. At this distance, there was no need to use a flying knife. With the swing of the gambling snake's sleeve sword, most of the left hand was cut off, leaving only a small part of the palm flesh. The exposed tendons, bones, and blood vessels all showed that the incision was very neat, but it was soon covered by a large amount of blood that gushed out.

Gilson II fell to the ground on his back, and his family began to scream.

The gambling snake took out the gun on its body. There were originally six bullets in the gun. One was used to kill the security guard. The remaining five were quickly shot into the heads of five people in the next few seconds.

Whether it is a woman, a child, an adult, an elderly person, or a snake, he did not hesitate at all when he was gambling and killing people, it seemed the same in his opinion.

Gilson II did not show too much sadness for the death of his family. His cousin died. He had his wife and illegitimate son, just to just give him a proper order and choose a heir to his favorite inheritance. But his life cannot be lost like this.

"No matter how much money the hired person costs, I will pay three times... no, ten times! As long as you are willing to let me go."

"It has nothing to do with money, Mr. Earl." The gambling snake said coldly: "Historical experience tells us that sometimes killing one or two people can solve many complex problems, thereby restoring the already disrupted order, calming the anger of the people, and even in a very short time, the people will be in peace. Therefore, you must die."

Gilson II felt that this person's tone was not like an ordinary killer. He immediately thought of the resistance organization, so he turned to it and said, "Wait! You let me go! I'm more valuable to live! You killed me to build prestige among the civilians, right? Listen, if you let me go, I can fund your organization, I can be your supporter in the empire, with my financial resources and status, your organization can be rampant in Shuangying County, and you can become the steel commandment of North Asia!"

"You will never understand that people who regard everything in the world as a business." The gambling snake pulled Gilson II's hair and pulled him out of the safe house: "The people are the country's foundation, and the country is the country's foundation. The 'trade order' is more shameless than monopoly in the general sense. You do not provide costs, do not bear risks, but divide the large amount of net profits obtained by merchants.

It is a state-owned system that has taxes to be levied, but it is a matter of competing for profit with the people. What's more, you are not doing this for the empire to increase your fiscal revenue. You and the governor are just using your power for personal gain."

While talking, he bet on the snake while dragging Gilson II away. Even though the Count struggled hard, it was futile. The two walked along the corridor to a small house, opened a door, and there was an open view outside. Gilson II then realized that he was on a bell tower of more than ten floors. Looking out, the city was filled with flames, lit up the dark night sky.

"It's not just you tonight, all the people who are in love with you, including the Governor and your family, have been killed." The gambling snake pressed Gilson II on the window: "You said 'you' just now, yes, there is an organization behind me, but I can answer you on behalf of all my brothers. We don't want to be any steel precepts, and we won't mind whether we are an angel or a devil in the eyes of civilians. What we have to do is to eliminate the stubborn disease of your corruption and to eradicate the roots of the world."

Gilson II knew that his life was not long, so he said with a resentful and fierce look: "Do you think you are a hero? Bastard! You will all die! The Empire will not let you go! You will die a hundred times worse than me!"

The gambling snake sneered. Qianming evolved from the dark period of the Middle Ages, but has never been completely eliminated. They have their own reasons.

"We cannot kill people with you, and our spirit will last forever. But you will soon disappear with the empty soul filled with desire. Even if you are remembered by future generations, it will be just a spitting and curse."

A thick rope wrapped Gilson II's neck, and he was kicked out of the bell tower. The moment before his spine was permanently damaged and lost consciousness, the cold-blooded animal's satisfaction smile appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!