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Making 217
Making 217
On the rooftop of the building where the bar was located stood a helipad. A helicopter, with its cabin lights on and a helmet- wearing pilot in the pilot’s seat, was parked there.
Benny, Leopold, and four martialists from Blade Gate were moving towards the helicopter, carrying the unconscious Gilmore with them. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
That’s right. This helicopter had been prepared in advance by Karl as part of his plan for the night to transport the drugged Gilmore away.
The four Blade Gate martialists loaded Gilmore into the helicopter.
Benny also climbed in.
Just there, the three Star Gate martialists made it to the rooftop.
Seeing Gilmore being transferred into the helicopter by the men from Blade Cate, they were filled with both shock and
rage.
“Put Mr. Reed down now!” the trio yelled as they charged towards the helicopter.
A smirk played on Benny’s face. He looked down at Leopold, who was still on the rooftop, and said, “I’ll leave them to you.”
Leopold’s eyes glinted menacingly as he said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wyatt. I can handle these minor players. With that, he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked loudly.
He then lunged forward, like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
“Whoosh!”
A strong surge of internal mana, like a sweeping windstorm, followed him.
The three martialists from Star Gate felt a chill run down their spines.
At that moment, Leopold’s fists rocketed towards them like shooting stars.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Amidst the roaring sound of punches, the three Star Gate martalists didn’t even have time to dodge before they were all sent flying.
They crash–landed onto the rooftop, each one spitting out blood and falling unconscious.
Leopold, having released his fierce internal mana, which whipped around him like a wild wind, coldly glanced at the knocked–out Star Cate martialists.
Just a few beginners,” he thought. “No match for an elite interna force martialist like me.”
Having
taken care
of the trio, he turned to Benny to ask, “Mr. Wyatt, how should we handle these three?”
They’re from Star Gate, so we can’t kill them just dump them somewhere. That way, even if the Star Gate folks want to make trouble for us, they won’t have any evidence, Benny said after a moment’s thought
“Yes, Mr. Wyatt, Leopold replied.
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He then took out his phone and made a call. “Send seven or eight men to the rooftop.
“Got it, Leopold,” a voice responded from the other end of the line.
Leopold hung up, and shortly after, a group of burly men arrived. Under Leopold’s direction, they carried off the three unconscious Star Gate martialists.
Benny glanced towards the rooftop stairway and said, “Didn’t Kal tell Miss Gellar to leave? Why is he taking so long?”
Leopold looked puzzled too. “Mr. Wyatt, I’ll go check the bar.
Benny nodded in agreement.
Just as Leopold was about to leave, a figure emerged from the stairway.
In the dim light, Benny recognized that it was Karl and called out, “Karl, let’s go!”
Karl walked over and took a seat in the helicopter.
Suddenly, Benny realized that Juline wasn’t with Karl.
“Karl, Benity asked with a hint of concern, “didn’t you ask Miss Gellar to come with us? Where is she?”
Karl frowned, slightly annoyed. “She said she wanted to drink alone tonight and didn’t want to come with us.”
Only now did Benny understand why Juline hadn’t appeared with his brother.
“So, she hasn’t given her seal of approval to Karl yet,” he thought
Although Benny knew what was troubling Karl, he chose not to voice it out loud.
After all, he could tell that his brother was not in the best of moods.
“Karl, let’s get going,” Benny said to him.
Karl nodded in reply.
“Pilot, take off” Benny promptly commanded.
The pilot acknowledged, and soon, the helicopter’s engines began to hum loudly.
As the rotors spun into a deafening roar, the helicopter lifted off into the sky,
Inside, Karl’s face was clouded with unhappiness.
He hadn’t expected Juline to decline his invitation to leave together.
His grandparents and the head of Blade Gate had sent both himand Juline to Vista Verde to visit the Wyatt family, with a hint of matchmaking in the air, hoping for them to form a closet bond.
But the more Karl tried to get close to Juline, the more she seemed to push him away.
The memory of her laughing and toasting with Gilmore at the bar earlier that night made jealousy gnaw at his heart, as if being bitten by countless venomous snakes.
Turning his gaze, he looked at the unconscious Gilmore, slumped in his seat.
“Why would Juline prefer to chat and drink with a nobody like Gilmore and not accept my feelings? Why is that?” he pondered:
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About 10 minutes later, the helicopter had left the dazzling lights of Vista Verde behind, flying towards the hills on the outskirts of the city.
Below, amidst the mountains, the lights of a villa began to appear
The helicopter descended towards this illuminated villa nestled in the hills, a place that seemed like a summer retreat for the wealthy,
The helicopter touched down on the villa’s lawn.
The cabin door swung open, and Karl and Benny stepped out. Four martialists from Blade Gate, carrying the still- unconscious Gilmore, followed them out.
They all headed towards the villa.
The brightly lit mansion’s grounds were bustling. Guards from the perimeter, as well as the butler and servants from inside the villa, all lined up outside to greet the Wyatt brothers.
The chief butler, seeing the approaching brothers, led the entire assembly in a welcoming chant. “Welcome, young masters, to the Summer Hill Mansion.”
Karl looked at the steward and instructed, “I want everyone in the mansion to be on their toes. Keep a close eye on this man. “Until I give the word, he must not escape or be rescued by anyone
As he spoke, he pointed to Gilmore, who was being carried by the Blade Gate martialists.
The butler responded promptly, “Of course, young master. He will be guarded closely, and we will ensure there are no mistakes.”
Karl nodded then addressed the four martialists from Blade Gate, instructing them, “You four, stay here and guard Gilmore/ There must be no slip–ups
“Yes, senior brother?” the four martialists responded in unison, their voices confident and resonant.
Their assurance stemmed from the belief that Gilmore, whom they were entrusted to guard, was nothing more than a pushover.
as no martialist
They also assumed that Gilmore was no
Karl nodded in satisfaction.
He believed that keeping Gilmore captive in this secluded mountain mansion was a foolproof plan
No one from the Field family or
or Star Gate would ever
er guess that Gilmore was being held in this hidden willä.
Turning to Benny, Karl said, “Let’s head back.”
Benny replied, “Yes, Karl.”
The butler, along with all the guards and servants, immediately bowed and said, “Safe travels, young masters..
As the chorus of farewells echoed around them, Karl and Benny made their way to the helicopter on the lawn and boarded
Once the cabin door was securely closed, the helicopter swiftly lifted off, leaving the mountain villa behind.