Novel Full Chapter 119 - 1-190 Floor....
When Happy heard their conversation, her smiled disappeared. She felt the air became somehow heavy, founding it difficult to breath. Her eyes glued at Renata smiling face. "W-What do….you….say…?"
With a soft laugh "Oh common. Don't make me look like a bad girl. But to fair I didn't expect everything to move smoothly." She squinted her brow. "Happy House is no more. And precisely what you are thinking. I'm working with him and for him. Choose which one you believe."
"I-impossible!"
"Why make such a drama. In Thango, anything is possible." Emma shook his head. "You people thing too highly of yourself. I know you're probably wondering why the hell is this happening and who the fuck we are, right?"
Happy could barely heard Emma's word. Her word had shattered. The previous killing of her staff had devastated her but now….. her eyes never the ever smiling face of Renata. She could count how many times Renata smiled when she worked for her. If her brain is not deceiving her it 5 years. But now…. How did this happen. She couldn't understand. She sat slowly on the couch and her gaze lose focus.
Seeing this, Emma snorted. "I've not even began the story of your dismiss and you're this… I don't want that." In swift motion, he brought his 9mm pistol from his back and shoot her kneel.
Bam!
Ah!
The sudden pain woke Happy from her thought. She widened her eyes and whimpered in pain, trembling. She held her right kneel wriggling on the suffer. She blinked continuously, sweats appeared on her forehead out of nowhere. Her face turning ashen. She held her tightly to stop the outflow of blood.
Bam!
Ah!
A shrill voice echoed in the quiet office. A heavy panting and sniffing add to the stillness of the atmosphere. A middle-aged woman with a trembling lips and chin, shook uncontrollably on the couch. She stared but could not see. She shut her eye firmly, tying to stop the tears from dropping.
"Do I have your attention now," An icy voice filled the room.
The woman opened her eyes at once when she heard that voice. A voice that make her heart miss a beat. Her eyes appearing damp and overly bright. "Y-e-s..N-o…" Stuttering, looking at the devil. But at once, her brain picked her word. She shook her head vigorously. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Good!" Emma took his seat, crossing one leg after the other. He looked at Renata. "Take a seat while I pass the judgment of the offenders."
Renata smiled and shook her head slightly. She sat and looked at Happy with her devoir of any emotions. Happy couldn't understand when she saw the cold detach look on Renata face. Why did she behave like she had seen blood on numerous occasion? The thought fly briefly in her mind. But she quickly threw it off the window.
However, if Renata had heard her thought. She would have scoff and laugh at her naivety. If you're born in Vulture. Blood and killing will be a thing of the past. If you're not a victim. Your friends or relative would be a victim. More or less, your entire street may fall victim. So, blood….
"I heard the PAR are in the city. And you and the other went against one particular organization that you shouldn't have gone against. In the process you kidnapped an innocent young woman that fails to bend to your demand." Every word makes the room colder. Renata moved a slight farer from Emma when she saw the cold killing intent in his eyes. While Happy heart raced, nearly exploding.
Now, she understand why all this was happening. They've hit the iron wall. The simple organization that they thought doesn't have any powerful backer does indeed have a backer. But how could they be stupid that an organization that could launch such app won't have a backer. Truly, they poke the hornet nest.
"Do you remember?"
Happy did not dilly dally. She nodded furiously. "Yes. Yes. I remember, sir."
"Don't call me sir. You make me look so old."
>>Tsk! Tsk! This will inflate your stupid ego. What kind of sir. You're just a kid with an unrivalled system.
'Only you know that.'
"Sorry. Sorry. Master."
Don't call me anything woman!" Emma snapped. 'Still on your last leg you're trying a last effort.' Scoffed.
"Sorry. Sor-"
"Shut up! Don't interrupt, I, the judge."
Bam!
Happy loud cry echoed in the room. She could barely feel both her legs, now, her left arm had joined the fray. Dizziness cloud her brain, every breath make her stomach feels rock hard. Tears dropped from her eyes like an open dam. She couldn't withstand the pain. She pleaded that this should be dream. That she woke up from it immediately. Alas…
"Where did I stop?" Emma furrowed, shaking his pistol gently in front of his face.
"Kid-napped." Happy panted.
"Good. I won't have done anything bad if you haven't kidnapped that woman. But…" he sighed. "Also, all the stores you tried to swam under your company with false accusation was under the same organization. I believe you guess that, right." he looked straight into her eyes. "For this reason, are you guilty or not?"
When Happy heard this, she couldn't understand how to process the information. She opened her mouth with some difficulty. But the word fails to come out. What would I say that won't led to my death? Not guilty or guilty. She tears streamed down from her eyes, closing her eyes. 'What an irony. They day I thought I would be the queen of vulture, then it became my dismiss. She laughed bitterly in her mind.
"Oh, it seems the offender had accepted her offense." Emma stood up, adjusting his dress. "Will you do the honor?" His lip curled up a bit.
"That would be my honor." Renata smiled and took the 9mm pistol from him. While Happy opened her eyes slightly. A bittersweet smile appeared on her face before closing shutting it again.
"Though I don't like you. I learn a lot from you." Renata took a deep breath.
Bam!
"Goodbye."
…
A few hours after the dismiss of Happy House. Vulture was in commotion when they realized every Happy House store and outlet were empty. At first the people wondered what the hell was going on. Later on, the people discover the copse of the official. When the live broadcast of the Happy House head office was shown on the news. Vulture was on fire. The news spread at an extreme speed. Every gangs both small and big were in dismay.
Who did this?
That was the question on everyone minds. The sudden closure of the CommandIntel office was still viral of the net. Now, the deadly attack on one of the major hegemons of Vulture City disappeared with matter of hours. But some of the people could guess who the perpetrator of this incident. They remember the overwhelming attack on Viper a couple of weeks ago. And this look like their work.
After a couple of seconds after the release the of the dismiss of the Happy House. The people were wondering where was the leader of the organization. Then, video went viral on the internet. The lifeless body of Happy House, lying on her couch with a sad smile on her face. People were astounded by mode of her death. They knew her death was not sudden. But orchestrated murdered. Three bullet hole and a sad smile on her. Some people argue against, saying was fabricated by AI. While some believe it was true. But the fact remains. Happy House was nowhere to be found.
In the midst of the sudden disappearance of Happy House organization, rain of bullets was flying in another part of vulture. Five men dressed in black with helmet on their head lead a couple of other men attack a 200 meters skyscraper. The Five men ruthlessly kill every security guards on their way. No matter where the guards hide, they would be found by bullet.
Just then, a young man in blue came out of his car. He looked at the giant building and smile lightly. "It would bad if I did not join the fun early this time around." He murmured. Swish!
The young man dashed into the building smiling. When the five men saw the young man. They looked at him briefly and continue their onslaught.
"Well done boys. Let get the party going" The young man rushed to the middle of the attack, withdrawing 2 9mm pistol from his back.
[[3 target at 2 o'clock…]]
Bang!
Bang!
[[Multiple incoming target from the left passage.]]
[[Enemy inside the elevator.]]
The young man turned into harbinger of death for the wary guards. He never shoots a target twice. One shot of his target and every shot was on the forehead. No matter where you hide, you shall be found by his bullet. He only cleared many floors with a slight on his face. Meanwhile on the top floor.
An elderly man pace back and forth sweating profusely. Subsequently, he stared at the monitor for a second and clenched her teeth. The three other people inside the room were not any better. Their heart moved every time a young man inside the monitor shoot his gun. The room was on full AC but these men find it a little bit suffocating. Every second they wipe off the sweats off their heads, looking at each other.
"When are those mother fuckers going to arrive." The elderly man took a bottle of wine on the table and threw if off the wall. However, the three men didn't even raise their head from the monitor.
"1-190… floor.." One of the three men stuttered.