"Get out of my way. Why are you blocking my way?" shouted Duke angrily, just before entering the grounds of the three-storey mansion.
"Sorry, boss. I'm serving this customer," the meatball merchant replied reasonably. Then he continued to take the meatball order that the buyer in front of him wanted to buy.
"You still have to move your cart because it's blocking my way. If you don't want to, don't blame me if I have to run over your cart!" responded Duke Three emotionally.
"Okay, okay. I will push my cart to the side," replied the meatball merchant in fear. Then hurriedly pushed his cart away from the gate of the big house.
"What a nuisance!" said Duke irritably after the cart blocking his way was pushed away, and the car he was travelling in managed to get inside the fence.
But only some of the passengers had left. Suddenly a loud voice was heard, which was quite painful for the ears.
"Hey, you. Can't you be polite to a small merchant?"
"That's normal. It's just a trader; there must be buyers!" his friend responded flatly."How common? You guys take a good look. Ten people got out of two luxury cars. Isn't that strange?" his friend protested."How can a rich person want to eat fried rice and meatballs on the side of the road? If not, what is there?" he continued."So what do you mean?" his friend asked, not understanding."Are you stupid or what? They were spies who were finding out about us. The two travelling merchants are their men, posing as meatball and fried rice vendors. They're actually spies!" his friend replied irritably."Insolent. It turns out we were lied to by them! Quickly report the matter to the boss so that he can explain what we should do to them!" another friend responded anxiously."Don't be rash. There are only three of us, while there are ten of them. Twelve with that merchant. If we dare to approach them, we'll end up dead ourselves!" said another fr
"Check every corner, cupboard, floor, wall and so on. Who knows if there's a secret door where they've escaped!" Denver said."Yes, chief!" replied Denver's men firmly, followed by several policemen who happened to be on the spot.Without wasting more time, all the people who ordered earlier returned to check as instructed. Some shifted cabinets, some knocked on the floor and walls, and some even moved the foam of their beds.KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK...That was the sound of their activity as they knocked and examined every inch of the house. But so far, no answer has been found to the mystery of the disappearance of dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of Duke Rhett's men from the house.But there was still one room that had yet to be checked by them: Duke Rhett's bedroom. It was only realised because the room was locked from the inside and difficult to open.They tried various methods but couldn't open it because the door had an automatic lock system and the owner's fingerprint.Seeing tha
An hour later, six cars drove down the street dispersedly, just as they did when they left the housing estate so as not to be conspicuous. Their destination was out of town, to the house of one of the gang members, which contained another.Half an hour after the gang left, or 3.30 am, Denver, Dexon, Alan and Elric, along with 100 of their men, arrived at the hideout of Duke and his friends. But their arrival was too late because the target they sought had escaped."Too bad we're late. If those four spies had told us where they were hiding, we would be feasting on blood right now!" Denver said to his three juniors in an irritated tone."But maybe they're not that far from here yet, chief!" chimed in Dexon."This is a big city. It'll be difficult to locate them at this hour," Denver replied quickly."Besides, there are more and more people travelling on the streets. Just look at the time we headed here. Didn't many vehicles pass us?" Denver replied,
"I'll take you flying, and you'll go to heaven!" the man replied lightly."Don't you dare mess around? My young master will be very angry if you treat me this badly!" he said threateningly."Take it easy. He'll be very grateful if scum as you die at our noble hands!" the bodyguard lightly replied while grinning quite creepily."Insolent. You're worse than the devil!" he said angrily and unselfconsciously."Who's the devil, you or us? Taking the rights of others to enrich yourself!""Don't you realise that what you're doing is distressing other people?" asked Randy, the bodyguard, very pointedly."Troublesome, you say? Didn't your Spencer lord think when he took away the entire fortune of your murdered lord Daniel?" retorted Duke Rhett with fire."Daniel? Is the person you called Daniel the Italian Daniel Gilmour?" said Denver curiously."Yes. He's the one!" replied Duke Rhett bluntly."So what do you have to do with Daniel Gilmour?" asked Denver, curious."He's my boss. The parent of
Meanwhile, in Daylight Town, at the same time, when Denver and his friends are cracking down, punishing, and eliminating Duke Rhett and his men.Their Mr Spencer Killian Spencer, who has regained vitality thanks to Henley's efforts, is currently seen at the training ground. He now regularly gets up early and does light exercises, including breathing, gymnastics, etc.To his men, he also ordered them to do the same, including practising deep energy breathing, where he was the mentor. As for the high-ranking bodyguards, he ordered them to often practice among fellow bodyguards to hone their skills to avoid becoming flabby and dull when fighting.That day at around 7 am, all the officers except Henry, Denver, Louis, Peter, Alan and Dexon, plus Elric, who had not yet returned to Daylight Town because he was on duty, were seen at the training ground listening to instructions from their master Spencer."You've been working for the Spencer Group for a while now,
The next day. Aethelhem and an intelligence team of eight were seen heading to the location where young Master Dante was. But as soon as they reached the large gate carved with dragons and lions. They were stopped by a tall, well-built man dressed as a high-level bodyguard.Behind him were dozens of other bodyguards, who also looked strong and fierce, with faces not of this country.At that time, Aethelhelm intended to stop, then walk up to the guard at the back of the line, because he was sitting at the guard post, to ask permission to enter the housing complex. But suddenly, there was a strong yell from his side."Stop. Show me your identity!" snapped a bodyguard commander guarding the gate of the housing estate in a loud voice from Aethelhelm's left.No kidding, the gate, usually guarding done by a security guard or security guard, is now being guarded by dozens of level three bodyguards, led by a man who acts as its commander.Hearing the yell,
"That's easy!""Coincidentally, I managed to cure a rare disease, the head of the family that owns this housing site.""As a reward, he gave me a luxurious mansion in the west on the condition that I must work for him for the rest of my life and will get a fairly high salary every month.""But I firmly rejected it, with other considerations as well!""Because I refused his offer, he felt bad and guilty.""In exchange, that person gave me this card, which not just anyone can get," Aethelhelm answered frankly"That's marvellous. You are indeed a very lucky person to have been trusted by the owner of this housing estate!""It is rare for an outsider to have such trust.""With the gold card, the person who owns it is free to go in and out without going through any checks!""Not even the vice chairman has the right to stop him!" Karl Persson said in amazement"But what made you dare to refuse such a rare offer?" He sai
"If I may know, what is it about Mr Spencer that makes him so uncomfortable?" asked Dexter curiously."Huh!" reacted Killian trying to ease his nerves."It turns out that in other areas, there is also a place that can be said to have absolute power, far greater than this city. Not just anyone can enter that location, unlike our Daylight Town!""Everyone is allowed to enter and do business in it, and I realise that because different places have different rules and different purposes. But what I can't understand is why the existence of this location is allowed and seems to be tolerated?""Is this a state within a state?" says Killian matter-of-factly.Hearing these words, everyone present became silent, and no one dared to answer. But in the next few seconds, Dexter, who they had advised, came forward to give an answer and suggestion."Excuse me, Mr Spencer, if I try to answer that," Dexter said politely."Go ahead, Dexter. Say what you