She didn't even think about reminding Smiling Tiger, that was not an option at all! Because she knew that it would be more cost-effective for her to maintain cooperation with Datang Group.
Thinking of this, she seemed to have made up her mind - since she chose profit, there is no reason to stand still!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to expand the strength of Flame Castle. The real benefits are definitely much better than the false reputation.
So she quickly made arrangements and began to mobilize her troops, preparing to take advantage of the Smiling Tiger's sudden death to embezzle the other party's assets.
"The Sword Comes"
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"Ugh...cough cough cough!" In the dark room, an old man was coughing non-stop. His health was getting worse for some unknown reason, and recently even breathing had become painful.
He wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, opened his eyes with difficulty, and glanced at the men standing beside the bed: "Have you found anything?"
"Sir, we tried our best to investigate... But, we don't even know what the poison you were poisoned is." A man said in frustration.
"That bitch Sofia, who has recently acquired our property unscrupulously, must be her! It must be her!"
"It doesn't matter who it is anymore! I can't do it! I know it myself..." The old man was lying on the bed, feeling that his hand holding the handkerchief had begun to move around.
He felt uncomfortable yesterday, and as a result, his condition has deteriorated to what it is today.
The fool also knew that he had been poisoned, but there had never been a poison on the market that could delay the onset of the attack and be so powerful.
They can't even figure out who the murderer is, and they don't even know when the other party did it. This kind of assassination is really disappointing.
The doctors were at their wits' end. They tried almost everything but could not slow down the onset of the poison. This kind of poison seems to be unstoppable at all, and they have easily destroyed the body of the poisoned person.
"None of my sons are successful, they are all too young... So, don't think about it, don't think about it, don't... take revenge for me!" As he spoke, he couldn't control his mouth. .
The pain tortured him, but it did not kill him immediately. This feeling was so painful that he suddenly seemed to see various scenes from the past again.
"Keep...keep everything you have now...don't expose any flaws..." The old man said stubbornly, insisting on using the rest of his life to explain everything that would follow.
He chatters endlessly, because for ordinary people, his property is too big, big enough to be coveted.
But on the other side, his sons have already begun to think in their minds about how to sell part of the family's interests to find helpers and kill those little bitches who compete with them for the inheritance.
No one really has the patience to listen to the chatter of the smiling tiger. They have all been completely attracted by the huge industry of tens of millions of gold coins, and are salivating, ready to become the final winner.
"Check...check...check..." The old man, who was almost speechless, finally grabbed his subordinate's arm and ordered intermittently: "No matter the cost! Kill, kill the person who harmed me. ……people!"
The subordinate nodded slightly. His loyalty did not allow him to refuse the old man's order. Even though this is the last order.
Soon, the smiling tiger was speechless. He struggled to speak, but could no longer hold back a word.
In the evening, he deserved it and died on his bed, and then his family began to fall apart.
Before the people guarding the bed dispersed, gunfire erupted from the huge castle. One of the deceased's sons shot one of his brothers to death in public, and he was arrested by the castle guards.
Some of the remaining people left in a hurry, while others stayed to watch the fun without fear of death. It seemed like a morbid carnival had just begun.
The middle-aged man in charge of intelligence walked to his carriage. He looked back nostalgically at the castle that was mostly swallowed up by darkness, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation.
Another ancient and huge family fell apart like this, without even a hint of warning. He straightened his collar and got into the carriage.
The moment he got into the carriage, he regretted it, because he saw someone sitting in the carriage, someone he didn't know.
It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to regret it, because the other party held an exquisite hand crossbow in his hand. The driver did not warn him that there was a threat in the car, and the driver had obviously been replaced.
"It seems that grief has indeed made you relax your vigilance." The carriage shook slightly and the man holding a crossbow said expressionlessly.
"You won after all! Can you tell me? Who sent you? Sophia, or the Datang Group?" The middle-aged man asked with a wry smile when someone pointed at him with a crossbow.
"Even if you are dead, I still can't tell you." The other person's tone was full of confidence.
Before the middle-aged man could resist, he pulled the trigger, and a crossbow arrow penetrated the other man's chest, pinning the middle-aged man to his seat.
"Uh..." The middle-aged man groaned. Just as he was about to struggle, he was pinned down and covered his mouth: "Shh! Don't struggle! This will make you feel much better... Relax! Yes, relax!"
Following the man's hypnotic words, Smiling Tiger's men gradually relaxed from the violent struggle. The arms he was pushing around dropped and his legs stretched straighter and straighter.
The man who took action had no doubt that the other party was dead. He threw away the crossbow in his hand, and then tapped twice on the carriage of the carriage.
Soon, the carriage stopped. The man in the carriage jumped out of the carriage and disappeared into the night with his companion wearing the coachman's coat.
"Report to the superiors! The commanders involved in the assassination of Count Alice have been dealt with." After turning several alleys and making sure that no one was following him, the man who had just used a crossbow to kill people spoke and lowered his voice. .
Beside him, the companion dressed as a coachman nodded slightly, and then the two people dispersed and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
It took a few minutes for the patrolling guards to discover the carriage parked on the road. They walked up curiously and found that the door of the carriage was not closed. After they shouted several times and still no one responded, they discovered that the driver was missing and there was only a cold body left in the car.
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