The warden who guards the witches

Chapter 91: Cleaning Up the House

As time went by, Carlo felt more and more uneasy.

The thousands of pounds worth of banknotes and jewelry bars taken out of his safe were neatly stacked on the desk, but the killer still leaned against the wall with his hands folded, motionless, and had no intention of making a move on the pile of money on the table that ordinary people could never earn in their lifetime.

If possible, Carlo hoped that this guy could take the money and roll away as far as possible.

His current state was no different from being held hostage by this second-generation "bloody death god", and none of the dozen brothers and bodyguards outside were useful.

This killer came really inexplicably. If he realized that he was being targeted by some enemy, he would at least get more bodyguards and hide his tracks a little. He couldn't figure out how he had provoked this killer organization.

If this killer came only for money, Carlo would at least have some confidence in his heart, but the killer's current performance made Carlo completely unaware of what he was going to do.

From the moment Carlo put the money on the table, no matter how he talked to the other party, the other party remained silent. This unknown brought fear, which gradually grew in silence, making Carlo feel like a thorn in his back. Even the pendulum of the floor clock in the corner seemed to be slowed down countless times in his eyes.

Aiden stared at the time on the floor clock, he was waiting.

He had already performed the first two scenes of the stage, and he was waiting for the supporting actors of the next scene to enter.

He was sure that they would come back and use the informants of the Mounted Police to continue to control the internal movements of the Skeleton Gang.

And Aiden also arranged an extra actor to go in without authorization.

Soon, noisy footsteps came along the floor, and the people guarding outside shouted, it seemed that many guests broke into the office again.

Here they come - Aiden immediately became alert, and while preparing to cast a spell, he strode to the right rear of the confused Carlo, ready to use this chair and Carlo sitting on it as a cover at any time.

The door of the room was kicked open, and the armed thugs swarmed into the room, fanning out, and the guns in their hands soon covered the entire room.

Following closely behind these thugs was a middle-aged man with a very neatly trimmed beard, dressed like a nouveau riche, leaning on a cane, with a furious look on his face.

"Mr. Bigg?" Carlo was stunned.

The man who followed this group of gunmen in was the current head of the Skeleton Gang. Although Carlo had climbed to a senior cadre who was second to none, he still had such a boss above him.

Although the big boss would occasionally visit cadres, he would basically not suddenly break into the office without saying hello, let alone throw in more than 20 armed thugs.

When the gang leader personally led so many armed personnel out, it was basically either to smash the store or to bloodbath the enemy. If it was to find his own people... it was called cleaning up the house.

But Carlo Polpo didn't think about it at first. Although he had always been suspected of being too powerful in the gang, the gang had its own rules. The boss had no reason to take action against him.

Seeing the boss bring so many people, he was a little confused at first, and then thought that the boss had known something in advance and brought people to rescue him who was held hostage.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, the boss burst out before him: "Asshole! You actually plan to hire a killer to take my head!?"

"What are you talking about?" Carlo was confused.

"You're caught red-handed and still quibbling?" The boss raised his cane and pointed at him angrily, "Your men have already told me quietly!!"

Aiden glanced outside the door and saw a boy with a scar on his face looking inside tremblingly.

Well done, he said to himself.

The day before yesterday, when the teenager came to visit Silain in prison, Aiden quietly revealed to him the "secret information obtained by the informant of the Mounted Police": Carlo Bolbo plotted to kill the gang boss to seize the position, and at 8 o'clock tonight, he would personally conspire with the killer in his office.

"The undercover agent of the Mounted Police might be suspected if he goes to inform, but you should be fine. Just say that you overheard it by accident, and if you tell the leader of your gang about it, that guy will be finished." Aiden encouraged him at that time.

Aiden was not sure whether the teenager would really choose to take the risk to believe him in order to avenge his good brother. In fact, he had already entrusted the informant of the Mounted Police in the gang to reveal this "information" to the gang leader.

But if the teenager is willing to do so, it will undoubtedly make the leader of the Skeleton Gang feel that this information is more credible. After all, it is common sense that a low-level gangster under Carlo would never have the courage to make fun of the leader of his own gang.

"Oh my, Mr. Polpo, the target you mentioned has come to the door on his own. Aren't you completely exposed?" Aiden took over the line at the right time and sighed with regret.

He said that he once again showed off his "magic skills" of body transformation, and his body quickly collapsed. Soon he changed from a giant to a child-like figure, and his voice returned to a childish voice: "You are so careless, it is difficult for me to cooperate with you!"

After speaking, he dodged behind Carlo's chair, making it impossible for people present to aim at him.

The big boss and the gun-wielding thugs all changed their faces. They had only heard of one killer who changed his body shape so arbitrarily.

"You are..." The big boss narrowed his eyes.

"You should understand after reading this." Aiden took out the badge of Meliu Jinu and threw it up. The badge flew towards the door in a parabola. A gunman caught it with quick eyes and hands, and then handed it to the big boss for inspection.

"The children of Meiliu Jinu?" the big boss said in shock.

"You should understand the second generation of the 'Blood Death God'." Aiden put on the vest again.

"No wonder it costs so much money..." The big boss glanced at the huge sum of money on the table, then looked at Carlo sitting on the chair, his expression instantly turned sinister, "It seems that you at least gave My head is priced at a good price, not bad, not bad!”

Carlo suddenly realized that there was a huge sum of money on the table, and the top killer appeared in his room. At this time, someone reported to the big boss that he was plotting to kill people to seize the throne... No matter how it looked, it seemed like this. thing!

He was plotted! !

"This has nothing to do with me!!" Carlo suddenly jumped up from the chair and pointed to the back of the chair to defend himself, "It's him! He came to me out of nowhere!!"

"Oh my god, Mr. Bolbo, is it really appropriate to blame everything on me at this time?" Aiden laughed calmly, "I am the only person here who can save your life."

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