"Hmph..." The woman snorted softly, and moved her legs quietly, trying to seize a chance to fight back.

Dismusk glanced at his eyes, and he clearly felt the undercurrents downstairs. He couldn't help but think of the weak and strong woman - Alice Fell, who was worried about her safety and was unwilling to waste time here anymore. His right finger shook, and the dagger rotated in the air, from the blade to the hilt. In the confusing gaze of the maid killer under him, the hilt shook slightly.

The maid killer nodded, his head tilted and he fainted. Dismusk then stood up and his eyes floated behind him and said

"That man, you know how to solve it."

Hearing the godfather's words, James glanced at the fainting maid killer and started directly at the male killer.

But the pilot killer was unwilling to sit and wait for death. Although facing the threat of the other party's gun, he still made a final struggle and made a loud noise. When Dismusk was about to enter the attic from the roof, the fighting sounds behind him were almost over.

"Godfather, why didn't you kill both of them?" Carmen, who followed closely behind, raised his question.

"They are good at it!" Dismusk responded casually, then grabbed the top door in the attic, pulled the door down with a little force, and then pulled it into the building, with a burst of gunfire inside. It was obvious that the corridor was full of enemies. Just listening to the dense gunfire, you can tell that there were many enemies this time.

"Follow me!" Listening to the reaction in the corridor, Dismusk snorted angrily, then flashed into the attic.

The Louis Manor is named after the mother of Dismusk. This central loft is the largest building in the manor. The loft is divided into three floors, the first floor is the hall, the second floor is the office, the third floor is the private place, and there is also an unknown basement.

With the sixth sense of man, this battle was a one-sided situation. Dismusk walked from the roof to the third floor, stretched out his finger, and "poked" him when he saw him. An invisible energy accompanied by the blue gas kept shooting into the enemy's body, harvesting the enemy's life after life. The gunshots continued for a long time, but each bullet stayed several meters in front of Dismusk, as if it was subjected to great resistance and could not move forward. Then perhaps the required propulsion was exhausted, and the bullets standing in the air fell freely in the next moment.

This was simply a one-sided killing. Carmen and James were shocked by the scene in front of him. The shock was not only reflected in the expressions on their faces, but also the horror that penetrated into their hearts. Although both of them were from black, hands and parties, they were used to the disappearance of life and the bright red blood, in the face of this crazy killing, what they felt was not the freehand painting of fighting for revenge with guns, but the surging of the stomach caused by the free blooming and withering of life - commonly known as nausea.

The pale blue light flashed by, and the other party fell to the ground as weakly as a kite with a broken string. As the steps followed, the two walked closer and saw that the result was like the mummy I saw when I went to Egypt, rotting, mummies, cells, blood, and water in my body, which can be said to represent anything that represents vitality, has disappeared. Is this the trick that the Godfather learned after he arrived in Egypt? Is this the thunder wrath that offended the Godfather?

With a bang, the hall on the first floor was full of enemies who fell to the ground, and there were no people standing; at this moment, everything around became quiet, and gunfire no longer existed. After the battle, what we got was short-lived tranquility.

Along the way, in every floor, every room, every corner, Dismusk paid attention to it, but except for the enemy, there was no one of his own people, no servants, no security guards, no assistants; nor was there the white girl he wanted to find, the tea-red eyes, the simple girl like an elf...

Dismusk sighed to the sky, as if he had suddenly lost something in his heart, feeling lost, just like his teacher Shin said goodbye to him in Sicily, that special feeling once again returned to him.

Troubled? Feeling! Confused...!

Just as Dismusk stood in a daze on the stairs in the first-floor lobby, he was thinking about the upset things he encountered at this moment.

The words behind him broke his lost mood.

"Perfect~~!! Beautiful, this is really powerful. You killed 52 enemies by yourself, and they are all well-equipped and agile elite warriors. Godfather, you are impeccable!" Carmen looked at everything in front of him, and was shocked and intoxicated by Dismusk's last punch. That punch killed the 12 enemies in the lobby on the first floor. This is simply a magical skill. Godfather was simply a gift from God to the black, hand, party, and the road to the future. It was definitely a historic rise of a giant.

Without responding, the guard commander James, who was standing aside and looking around at the iron-blooded scene, said excitedly.

"My Godfather, great Godfather, please allow me to tell you that your identity is extremely valuable and your status is unattainable; like today's scene, I hope to be your blade to punish those enemies who offend your majesty!"

Dismusk looked back at the two of them in surprise, feeling that from the meaning of their tone, there were always some different emotions. When the two followed them, they had too much respect in their tone. Carmen was a little better, and his tone was calm and complimentary, and he could see that it was real. James was also a bit extraordinary. At first, he was appointed as his own personal guard. Although he was respectful on the surface, he called out the godfather.

But he could also feel the rebelliousness and artificiality in his tone, behavior, and expression of his words. He was a little dissatisfied with the young leader who was airborne, or a little disdainful, and some doubtful. He did not see his own actions in Egypt, so he still had a skeptical attitude, just as he had said before, "Can such a young boss lead the black, hand and party to glory? That is definitely a questionable unknown."

Now, everything seems to have changed differently. The thunderous rage shown by Dismusk, the methods shown, and the strength shown have already convinced these simple-minded guys. It seems that sometimes force shocks the people who lick blood on the edge of the knife, which is more powerful. The admiring eyes and the fearful and surrender expressions... made Dismusk feel relieved because of Alice's disappearance, as if his soul returned to his body, his brain became no longer blank, and he suddenly saw an important question.

"I forgot one thing!!!"

"Great Godfather, what's the matter?" Carmen asked with James' praise.

"I forgot to leave a living..." Looking at everything in front of me, Dismusk said helplessly. He was worried about Alice Fil's situation just now, and no one found her in every room. The annoying enemies kept attacking him, which made him angry and vented all those people's anger. Now he suddenly had no living. He didn't even know who the enemy was. What is the situation in Sicily? The attack on the Louis Manor, what changes have happened to the party structure? It's really a thorny question.

"My godfather, you forgot a question!" James suddenly said slowly. "There are two living people on the roof. I have a good attitude. Now they shouldn't wake up."

"Oh, yes! You two go up and take them down. I have a few shrimps outside the door. I want to escape and inform you. This is also good. I can catch big fish with a long line. I want to see who wants to harm me, who is targeting me, and who is my enemy!"

The sun sets and night falls.

This was the first night when Dismusk and his group returned from Egypt, and this night was destined to be uneasy; the spacious first-floor hall had been cleaned up, and the red marks on the ground indicate the fierce battle in the afternoon, and of course, one-sided tragic.

A man and a woman were tied to the stone pillars in the hall. Dismusk sat on the stairs, playing with the daggers snatched from the maid killer in his hand, while Carmen and James questioned the man and woman one left and one right.

"Hey, man, if you said it, I think you won't suffer here anymore. I will give you a happy ending." James didn't know how long he had said it, how much this sentence was repeated, but this girl was really a man, and she didn't reveal anything, her mouth was harder than a stone. Now she didn't even know what he called. In short, after half an afternoon of interrogation, this guy said a few monosyllable words "Ah!" "Eh..." "Puff..."

"Madam, I admire your courage very much, but you should have a bright future. Give up, don't be so stubborn anymore. You are still young, why do you commit suicide? Why don't you pursue your own life and your own happiness..." The woman next to her was indifferent, as if nothing in the world had nothing to do with her. Her cold look was in stark contrast to her rich expressions when she assassinated. She was really a good actor and a good killer. Although Carmen was an Italian, she pretended to be a British gentleman. Although she didn't know love, she used to say to her godfather as if she knew how to fight. Now she was talking very well. She knew that this guy was a man with different appearances on the surface and was indifferent to her heart. No, persuasion, temptation, lust... She used all kinds of tricks.

Maybe the other party was too embarrassed, or maybe he lost confidence in his eloquence. Carmen finally stopped and looked at James with a butt under Dismusk. The guy felt that his words were not convincing enough. He was now having intimate skin contact with the pilot killer, with his left hook, right hook, and sweeping the legs...

"Great Godfather, I'm very sorry, we can't get any useful information from these two killers. So, what should we do next? Do we really have to wait here?" Carmen asked helplessly until the evening.

"From your interrogation, I saw the expressions of these two killers, and I knew that this was not a simple job, because to some extent, they were dead soldiers, but they did not commit suicide, which means there was still room for them; they were quick and experienced in combat, but when they met me, the difference in strength was too great. I could break the guy's wrist with a hat. I could only tell that I was too strong if I mentioned them gently, but they were perfect assassins, excellent actors, sharp agents, and I had to doubt who they were responsible for, government or private."

"I feel we should take the initiative. Maybe waiting here is not a good way." Carmen nodded and raised his own questions.

"I don't want to wait here either. I'm very anxious now, but what's the way to do this? We are not equipped with enough staff. There are only more than ten people who come back, but after boarding the plane, there are only three people left. I don't know how my guards are now in the situation, whether they are dead or alive. But when I suddenly came back, my base camp was actually taken away. Except for those present, I don't know who can believe that those subordinates can still be used. Instead of alerting the snake, it's better to wait for the rabbit. I'm back and there's such a big noise in the afternoon, which means they know we're here, but they don't know the result, so I let the person who reported the news at the door, and all we need to do now is wait." Dismusk felt a little impatient when he thought of Alice, but the enemy was in the dark, and he was in the dark, and waiting might be the only good choice.

"Are you sure the fish will bite the hook?" Carmen asked

“It’s already bitten.”
Chapter completed!