Chapter 1123: 1123
Two days had passed since the last meeting .
Ethan Hunt's name had garnered more attention and had become more well-known in the last 48 hours .
Following the expansion of his territory, the horrifying rumors about this "monster" started to spread amongst the commoners . Despite his looks not being scary, he slowly became a synonym of "viciousness" in Flame City .
Kieran didn't care at all, or rather, it was what he wanted .
"My lord, the invitations were sent out according to your orders . Don't worry my lord, everyone invited will come . "
Kairi and Kray bowed respectfully in front of Kieran and reported the tasks Kieran had given them .
Although a task such as sending invitations was a first for both of them, forcing others into submission was their expertise .
As for their actions ruining their reputations?
The two from Dublin Street didn't care about being notorious and quite the contrary, the notoriety in their eyes was a display of strengths of sorts .
If it was possible, they wished they could demonstrate their strengths from time to time .
Of course, both of them behaved like kittens in front of Kieran because they knew everything they had right now came from the man before their eyes .
If he could grant them what they wanted, he could take away what they had and he would not show any mercy should the time arrive .
The two of them understood how vicious Kieran could be since they witnessed it first hand, especially over the last day or two, the pressuring aura on Kieran was getting stronger .
He was as arrogant as a mountain and as cold as a blade .
They would feel an immense pressure with any slight gaze toward Kieran .
Kairi and Kray worked meticulously in front Kieran and they tried their best at not making mistakes .
"What about the venue?" Kieran asked .
"We have chosen a big theatre on Dublin Street . The men are working hard to finish up the arrangements, everything should be ready before dark," Kairi answered .
Before Kieran asked further questions, Kray stepped in and presented himself, "Our men are all over the venue and are equipped with heavy firepower . Anyone who dares to step out of place, I'll tear them to shreds . "
Kieran nodded and went silent as if he sank in his deep thought .
The atmosphere in the office instantly went silent .
Kairi and Kray dared not even breath loudly in front of Kieran .
Both of them had thoughts of their own, thinking about whether or not they made any mistakes but no matter how they pondered the matter, they couldn't find any .
They didn't produce any sighs of relief though, on the contrary, they were more frightened and anxious than before .
They were worried that their actions or carelessness might have unintentionally offended the lord before them but fortunately, after a few seconds, Kieran broke the silence .
"Kairi, go welcome the guest at the entrance of the street . "
"Kray, escort all the items to the venue . "
Both of them gave a nod and quickly moved out .
Kieran continued pondering his thoughts in his seat after the two of them left .
At the same time in the shadows, an eye was transmitting the scene without missing a beat to Zackary's "collaborator" .
"Seems like Sir Ethan hunt is considering something out of your expectations . "
The collaborator mumbled softly while he sat on a sofa .
"Greed is always the biggest cardinal sin but it will always make for the best collaborator and that applies on many levels . "
Zackary who once again dressed in a handsome suit was leaning on the wall, shaking and sniffing the sourish puckery wine in his hand as he couldn't hold back his laughter .
"So you are really going to take the risk?" The "collaborator" asked .
"This is a chance! For me and for you! I don't think we should let it slip," said Zackary .
He finished the wine in the glass with one gulp, he raised his hand and the glass flew to the table beside him .
Zackary then walked outside with the box beside his feet without saying anything else .
He didn't need to ask questions, everything was made clear when his "collaborator" showed up .
"I know right, we shouldn't let the chance slip . Who is willing to be enslaved forever?"
The "collaborator" saw Zackary off and nodded behind his back, he mumbled to himself as he turned to the sunset outside the window .
The sunset was red like burning blood .
Blood was boiling and souls were screaming .
Leave everything in the hands of fate!
Oh, darn fate! Be merciful on the persistent man!
Please have mercy on us!
We are praying with our hearts!
Please have mercy on us!
We will give you everything we possess .
The song echoed in the collaborator's ears again, it had been a long time since he heard it .
He laughed heartily, to the point that tears of joy rolled down his cheeks .
Fate?
Bullsh*t!
Every man for himself!
"Great Swamp!"
"Come!"
"We're in the end game now!"
The collaborator roared .
. . .
The night breeze was blowing smoothly .
When the last bit of sun vanished, grand limousines one after another entered Dublin Street .
The usual folks that lingered around the streets were all gone, only a group of a hundred men in black suits walked the streets .
The black-suited men were 5 meters apart from each other, forming a long line to escort the limousines through the street .
The guests in the limousines were looking at the tall and muscular guards with sharp eyes as well, especially the bulges near their waists, it captivated all the attention instantly .
However, the guests' attention was captivated by the two small buildings at the end of the street .
It was a little inappropriate to call it a building because it couldn't house people .
These temporarily built structures were made out of solid wood and iron and they only served a single purpose: housing the heavy turrets .
Under the searchlight, the black, cold bodies of the heavy turrets were getting colder and scarier .
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login