At this moment, they were unaware that the members of the Gordon family who were abroad had already returned to District Fourteen.
So, they simply regarded lan and his group as irrelevant bystanders or a minor force attached to the Gordon family and didnât pay them much heed.
Despite hearing the threats, lan remained indifferent, his expression still one of nonchalance.
âBring it on. I canât wait to see if the Bartitsu Guild will send someone to rescue you and if they will dare to lay a hand on us.â
âYou-â
âDo you know where the one who died was taken?â
He posed a sudden question, causing the expressions of those men to shift several times, yet no one uttered a word.
With a slight smile, lan remained unfazed and casually provided the answer.
âThat guy has already been taken to the headquarters of the Bartitsu Guild. Heâs lying right at the entrance. Iâm curious to see who among you is so eager to go and keep him company right now,â he declared with a hint of sarcasm.
The faces of those few people instantly turned pale, as if grappling with disbelief when they heard that.
âW-What are you talking about? The headquarters of the Bartitsu Guild is not a place where people like you can come and go as you please. Do you really think youâre a big shot?â
lan put down the leg that was folded over his knee, suddenly leaned forward, squinting his eyes a bit closer, maintaining a posture that exuded loftiness and superiority. âSo you think that by aligning yourselves with the Bartitsu Guild, youâve found a solid backing? Ha, looks like this is as far as your vision extends.â
With that, he lost the mood for idle chatter. Abruptly, he retrieved a dagger from his pocket, holding it in his hand and toying with it.
âSpeak up. Who made a move? Which hand you used?â
The sudden change in subject left them momentarily stunned.
The man who was making a fuss just now was the first to react, immediately raising his voice in protest.
âWhat are you trying to do? Intimidate us? Iâm warning you. If you dare lay a hand on us, the Bartitsu Guild will make sure you regret it!â
Seemingly irritated, lan dug at his ear in apparent annoyance.
His subordinate, keenly observing the subtle movement, acted without a word and kicked the man out, sending him sprawling to the ground. With a forceful stomp, he stepped on the manâs face.
âEnough with the nonsense! When Mr. Morrison asks you something, you answer right away! Any more nonsense, and Iâll end you right now!â
The manâs face contorted under the force of the step, causing him to shudder in pain. He stuttered, unable to utter a single clear sentence.
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ç½è92%æ¸ Ignoring the manâs distress, lan shifted his gaze to the remaining few people and repeated his question, âSpeak up. Who exactly made a move? Or did everyone make a move? If no oneâs going to talk, then Iâll proceed according to my own rules.â
âSpeak up, who exactly made a move? Or did everyone make a move? If no oneâs going to talk, then Iâll proceed according to my own rules.â
Still, no one spoke.
At this juncture, lanâs patience wore thin. He nodded, pressing on the armrest of the chair and rising to his feet, slowly advancing toward them.
Before long, a horrifying, heart-wrenching scream pierced the silence of the deep night, emanating from the crack of the warehouse door, casting a layer of chill and terror over the silent surroundings.
Half an hour later, lan casually strolled out, tossing a blood-stained handkerchief to the subordinate trailing behind him. Bathed in moonlight, he admired his now clean hands and curled his lips with satisfaction.
âDonât sleep tonight; pull an all-nighter. Deal with them as you see fit, but donât kill them. Come dawn, take them and the one who died earlier, and dump them all at the front door of the Bartitsu Guildâs headquarters.â
The subordinate promptly acknowledged the order. âYes, sir.â
Meanwhile, news about the Gordon familyâs affairs and Neeraâs injury began circulating on the internet.
Online discussions were abuzz with netizens unable to resist delving into the unfolding events.
Netizen A: Have you heard? Thereâs been a huge uproar in the Gordon family! And Neera has been kidnapped!
Netizen B: Have you heard? The Gordon family is in turmoil! Neeraâs been kidnapped!
Netizen C: As far as I know, several powerful families seem to hold a grudge against the Gordon family, so they took advantage of the Gordon familyâs recent misfortune and spontaneously joined forces to strike against them. Speaking of which, this is all thanks to Neera. Before Neera arrived, the Gordon family didnât have so many enemies. But now, the Gordon familyâs enemies are everywhere, and theyâve even joined forces against them. Tsk tsk, itâs really quite tragic.
Netizen D: Letâs not jump to conclusions. The Gordon family didnât fare too badly this time. According to witnesses, they were initially at a disadvantage, but a lot of reinforcements arrived, probably from the Gordon familyâs affliated forces. Surprisingly, the seemingly insignificant Gordon family has secretly amassed quite a force behind the scenes.
Netizen E: Thatâs not all! Several members of the Gordon family, who originally went to support the fifth district, have returned. Itâs said that Jean was the one who rushed to save Neera!
Netizen F: Jean Beauvort is back? How is Neera doing now?
Netizen G: The details are unclear, but when Jean carried her out, someone saw it. Neera was covered in injuries, likely tortured severely. Thereâs been no word on whether sheâs dead or alive.
Netizen H: Yikes, that gave me goosebumps. But do we know who took Neera away?
Netizen I: Not sure, but this is probably the second-biggest event in the Bartitsu Guild recently, after the Cox family incident. The guild has been anything but peaceful lately.
Netizen J: Well, when has the Bartitsu Guild ever been peaceful? Itâs always been like this. The conflicts have never ceased. Besides, the guild doesnât prohibit it; itâs pretty much the norm. I just wonder how the Gordon family is going to resolve this situation this timeâ¦.
The Bartitsu Guild, however, was privy to the inside story. At this moment, the headquarters was brightly lit. Matthew, leaning on his cane, was pacing back and forth in the living room, resembling a cat on a hot tin roof.
âWhat on earth happened? Didnât I instruct you to intercept them and prohibit anyone from the Gordon family from entering District Fourteen? How did Chad and his people manage to return? And how did you allow someone to rescue Neera? Is this how you do your job?â
With each question, his anger escalated. Suddenly, he seized the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at Darren.
Darren, wary of the consequences, didnât dare to dodge; he stood still, bearing the full brunt of the hit.
Blood immediately began to flow from his forehead, covering half of his face.
Despite the intense pain, he explained in a submissive and humble manner, âIndeed, following your instructions, I deployed a significant number of troops to secure the border of District Fourteen.
However, Chad, Shane, and Jean returned simultaneously. They brought back quite a lot of men with them, and each of them was highly skilled. In the confrontation with our men, they clearly had the upper hand. Our forces were ultimately no match for them and suffered severe losses⦠As for Neera, in fact, Howard should have taken the opportunity to kill her when they were coming out of the secret passage.
But Phoebe insisted on taking her away. Howard didnât stop her because she had previously asked us to hand Neera over. But he did tell Phoebe to keep Neera alive for himâ¦â
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