SWNOVELS Chatper 5601
As Steve finished, a chilling voice pierced the room, questioning, “How do you plan on making me vanish?”
In the dimly lit room, an unexpected voice startled the trio instantaneously!
Through the faint window light, they could discern the figure before them, yet his face remained obscured.
However, judging by his demeanor and voice, the man seemed relatively young, though the moment of his arrival had eluded
their senses. His countenance, cold and sardonic, struck fear into all three of them.
The speaker was none other than Charlie.
The power outage in the villa resulted from Charlie’s direct use of energy to disable the two power lines across the river.
Aware of their extensive high-tech defenses, he opted to cut the power. Regular houses lacked backup, but this high-end villa
area had two lines and a main supply. Disconnecting the two lines left residences within kilometers in darkness.
The outage rendered their high-tech surveillance defunct. Charlie entered like a ghost, undetectable to anyone.
It was then that Hank realized the power outage targeted not Cole Manor but the frontline headquarters.
He was the first to react, instinctively drawing a pistol and aiming at Charlie, without a word, pulling the trigger.
Oddly, the trigger seemed to be locked by a safety mechanism. Though it could be pulled halfway, the pistol’s hammer remained
inactive.
Before he could grasp what had occurred, Jagoan materialized before him with blinding speed, tapped his shoulder lightly, and
calmly remarked, “Best not to cross Ross. Slip up, and you’ll be my loyal dog.”
As Jagoan spoke, Hank dropped to the ground, assuming a canine posture, mimicking barks, “Woof!”
Steve and Royce were stunned. They never imagined Hank, a ruthless individual, would grovel before Jagoan, attempting to
please him like a faithful hound.
Innumerable thoughts raced through their minds. They pondered fleeing or seeking aid but feared Jagoan’s unnoticed
appearance suggested their calls for help might prove futile. Worse, provoking him might lead to their demise.
Jagoan cast a cold glance at the pair and said, “You two are core Rothschild members, right? Introduce yourselves, eldest to
youngest.”
Steve, horrified, stammered, “Who are you? What’s your aim?!”
Jagoan scowled and struck him across the face, knocking out several molars.
Ignoring the pain, Steve spat bloodied teeth defiantly. Accustomed to a life of privilege, he’d never been treated so
disrespectfully. Enraged, he snapped, “Do you know who I am? How dare you!”
Jagoan retorted, “I asked for introductions, and I’m not patient. Answer, or I’ll end you both. Leave one alive, and that’s enough
for me.”
Saying this, he stared at the father-son duo coldly, warning, “If you don’t want your bodies on the streets, cooperate!”
Trembling, Royce interjected, “Please, don’t be angry. My father’s slow. I’ll answer your questions!”
Pleased, Charlie nodded, “Speak.”
Royce hastily introduced himself and his father, revealing their lineage within the Rothschild family.
Jagoan was taken aback. The core members here were genuinely core—the eldest son and grandson, typically first and second
heirs of the family.
With them, securing the Four Treasures of the Study or even leaving the US might no longer be an issue.
Addressing the pair, Jagoan laid out the terms, “Cooperate, and your lives are spared. One chance. Fail, and I kill you.
Understand?”
The two nodded fervently, “We do.”
Satisfied, Jagoan turned to Hank and inquired, “How many here under your command?”
Hank reported, “Over a hundred, Master.”
Jagoan probed, “Can you facilitate my access to Cole Manor?”
Hank hesitated, admitting, “I’m not in full command. Howard’s informants remain. If I act rashly, they’ll report. Once Howard
orders, they won’t heed me.”
Jagoan pressed, “If I acquire the Four Treasures, can we bypass their blockade?”
Hank shook his head, “Silent escape’s impossible, They’re recording every move. Even if we find a way, videos would give us
away.”
Turning to the Rothschilds, Jagoan ordered, “If silence isn’t an option, they’re useless. Help me dispose of them!”
Horrified, Steve and Roy quaked in terror.
Ready to execute Jagoan’s command, Hank aimed at Steve first.
In a desperate plea, Steve offered, “Don’t shoot! I have a plan!”
At that critical moment, Jagoan intervened, allowing Steve to speak.
With a look of relief, Steve proposed, “Sir, you can take my helicopter! Members of the Rothschild family can freely enter and
leave the blockade area with their own helicopters.”