MMB Chapter 111 Time's up, let's hit the road!
Chapter 111 Time's up, let's hit the road!
"hehe……"
The old butler's trembling appearance surprised Li Xiulan.
But soon, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing an extremely elegant smile.
"I never expected that after all these years, someone would still recognize me."
"I really don't know whether to say you're honored or unlucky?"
Her voice was very soft and gentle.
It's like the greetings exchanged between old friends upon reunion.
But to the old steward, it was like a thunderclap, making him tremble even more violently.
"Since you know me."
Before the old housekeeper could speak, Li Xiulan gently tidied her wind-blown temples.
"Then you should know very well what kind of person I am."
"We should be even clearer..."
She paused, her tone still gentle, but the temperature around her seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.
"What will happen to those who harm my people?"
"Since the Morgan family dares to extend their claws to my people, then those claws, along with the owners behind them, have no reason to exist."
There was no hysterical roaring.
There was no menacing threat.
Her words were like stating a fact.
And it is an unchangeable fact.
But even this calm tone made the old butler tremble uncontrollably, and his old face turned ashen.
He knew this woman's style all too well.
They were also very clear about the other party's methods.
Cut the weeds and wipe them out completely, leaving no one alive!
Twenty years ago, there was a top-tier assassin organization in the Western underworld called "Dark Cross," which was formed because of a mission to assassinate a couple...
result.
Overnight.
That massive organization, which boasted three S-class powerhouses and hundreds of A-class assassins, along with their headquarters island, was wiped off the map.
It really was erased.
Disappearance in a physical sense.
It's even more terrifying than having an earthworm dug up and split in two.
So what has the Morgan family done now?
The people who kidnapped her!
"It's over...it's all over..."
The old housekeeper's lips trembled, and cloudy tears streamed down his face.
He served the Morgan family for fifty years, watching them rise to become one of the top financial groups in the United States.
But now.
All this glory must come to an end today.
Even though the Morgan family possesses immense wealth, political resources to influence the White House, and even a private army.
But in the face of true absolute power, they will all be a joke.
From the moment this woman appeared here, the fate of the Morgan family was sealed.
In despair, the unwilling old butler tremblingly reached into his robes.
After fumbling around for a while, he took out the gold coin he had always treasured.
It was a pure gold coin engraved with a strange symbol of a skull intertwined with scales, shimmering with an eerie light in the sunlight.
"Um?"
Li Xiulan's gaze fell on the gold coins, and she raised her eyebrows slightly.
"You still have this?"
She looked at the old butler with amusement, shook her head, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.
"However, since you know who I am, don't you think it's a bit ridiculous to pull this out in front of me?"
"Rules are made by people."
"And I am the one who made those rules."
The old butler gave a bitter laugh.
Of course he knew.
In front of this woman, the so-called ironclad rules of the underworld are less than a piece of toilet paper.
"I know……"
The old steward held the gold coins high above his head with both hands and pleaded.
"I don't expect this gold coin to buy the life of the Morgan family."
"I only beg you... for the sake of this gold coin, give me a little time."
"Ten minutes."
"Just ten minutes."
"Let me in...to arrange the family's funeral."
The old butler's voice was hoarse, utterly humble.
Li Xiulan looked at the old man in front of her, and then at the gold coin.
silence.
Dead silence.
for a long time.
"Alright."
With a casual wave of her hand, Li Xiulan sent the gold coin flying into the air and landing in her palm.
She fiddled with the gold coins and said casually:
"I'll give you ten minutes."
"Thank you! Thank you, sir!" The old butler was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.
"Don't thank me yet."
Li Xiulan raised her wrist and looked at her watch.
"I'll be going in in ten minutes."
"Hopefully, by then, you will be ready to embark on your journey."
Done.
She ignored the old butler, turned around and walked to the fountain, where she found a clean bench to sit down.
He then took out his phone and started scrolling through short videos.
His leisurely demeanor made it seem as if he wasn't there to wipe out the entire family, but rather to wait for his grandson to get out of school.
In reality, Li Xiulan was not truly showing great compassion.
She just finds it too much trouble.
Morgan Estate is too big, with a complex and intricate layout. If these people scatter and escape, she will have to catch them one by one, which is too much trouble.
Since the old man wanted to go in to "make arrangements for his funeral."
Let him make the arrangements.
It would be best to call everyone together.
We're family.
The most important thing is to keep everything neat and tidy.
……
at this time.
Inside Morgan Estate, in a luxurious council chamber.
A huge crystal chandelier shone brightly, and the long mahogany conference table was filled with the core members of the Morgan family.
"Have you heard? Apparently, there's a troublemaker outside."
A portly middle-aged man took a sip of red wine and sneered.
"Security is getting worse and worse these days; they let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry in."
"I've already asked the security captain to handle it."
Seated at the head of the table was the current patriarch of the Morgan family, the elder Morgan, with an arrogant expression.
"In the United States, no one dares to run wild on the Morgan family's territory. Whoever it is, they will die here today."
"That's natural."
"Our Morgan family is the cornerstone of the United States. Even if the president comes, he has to treat us with utmost respect."
Everyone echoed their agreement, and the hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Just then.
boom!
The heavy doors to the hall were pushed open roughly, and the old butler rushed in, looking disheveled.
"Everyone!!"
"Something terrible has happened!"
The old butler's stern voice instantly shattered the harmonious atmosphere in the hall.
Old Morgan frowned, looking at the old butler with displeasure:
"What kind of behavior is this, all this panic! You're an elder in the family, how can you not understand any manners?"
"teacher!"
At this moment, the old butler could no longer remain calm and looked anxiously at old Morgan.
"The person from outside...it's that woman!"
"Which woman?" Everyone looked bewildered.
"Twenty years ago! That Eastern female demon! That demon who wiped out the 'Dark Night Cross'!"
The old butler looked terrified.
Quiet.
The hall quieted down for a moment.
Then.
"Hahaha……"
A burst of laughter erupted.
The pot-bellied middle-aged man was laughing so hard his tears were almost coming out.
"Old butler, are you getting dementia? What Eastern female demon? You're bringing up things from twenty years ago?"
Of the Morgan family members present, only a few had heard of the name before; the rest had never heard of "Ghost Rakshasa".
In their view, anyone who dares to cause trouble at the Morgan family estate can only have one outcome...
"that is."
Another young family heir sat with his legs crossed, looking disdainful.
"What era are we living in now? It's the era of the awakened! It's the era of technology!"
"No matter how powerful she was before, she's just an outdated old woman now."
"With an S-class expert in our family and the most advanced laser defense system, what are we afraid of?"
Seeing this group of fools who didn't know their own mortality, the old butler was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.
"You don't understand! You simply don't understand!"
"The security captain is dead! There wasn't even a body left!"
"I bought ten minutes for my family."
"Only ten minutes!"
The old butler looked at old Morgan and burst into tears.
"Sir! I think we should hurry and have the young master leave by helicopter!"
"Every one who can leave is a chance!"
"Don't even think about resisting! Resisting this woman is just hastening your death!"
"Abandoning the family business is the priority; preserving our bloodline is paramount!"
however.
His earnest advice was met with even more furious rebukes.
"Shit!"
Morgan slammed his hand on the table, his face turning ashen.
"You want the Morgan family to run away like stray dogs?"
"You are disgracing the Morgan family's honor!"
"So what if it really is that woman? Anyone who dares to kill a member of the Morgan family will pay the price!"
Old Morgan stood up, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"Pass on my order! Activate all defense systems!"
"Contact the National Guard!!"
"Bring out all the family's ancestral offerings!"
"I refuse to believe that with the combined strength of our entire clan, we can't kill a woman!"
"Yes! Kill her!"
"Let her know the consequences of angering the Morgan family!"
The sentiment is indignant.
Everyone felt insulted.
They are the prestigious Morgan family, how could they be scared away by one person?
Seeing that these people wouldn't listen to his advice at all, the old butler felt utterly hopeless.
Watching this group of people barking like mad dogs, my eyes were filled with sorrow.
It’s over.
It's completely hopeless.
The ten minutes he bought were meant to preserve a spark for his family.
result.
These idiots chose to call everyone over to their deaths!
This is going to uproot the Morgan family completely!
Time passed, second by second.
The lobby was filled with the sounds of arguing, cursing, and phone calls calling for reinforcements.
Everyone is showcasing their "power" and "connections".
In no time, more than fifty people had gathered in the hall.
They are all core members of the entire family, as well as the family's highest combat strength.
After learning the whole story, the entire hall became incredibly noisy...
However, amidst this utter chaos, an indescribable aura of terror suddenly enveloped the entire space without warning.
That feeling.
It felt like being choked by an invisible hand.
Even breathing has become difficult.
Old Morgan, who had just been clamoring to kill Li Xiulan, was now deathly pale.
Everyone froze.
They struggled to breathe and looked in terror toward the center of the hall.
There.
The space suddenly began to distort, like ripples spreading across the surface of water.
Followed by.
A cool, indifferent, yet somewhat languid voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
"Ten minutes are up."
"Everyone should be here by now, right?"
With these abrupt words, the air in the hall froze completely.
next second.
Everyone then saw a figure step out of the void and stand on the expensive mahogany conference table.
Li Xiulan looked down at her surroundings from her elevated position.
Looking at this room full of well-dressed "high society people" whose faces were now filled with terror.
"Time's up, let's hit the road."