Steward of Rebirth

The halo of the setting sun sprinkles on the horizon, and the orange light is about to disappear in the horizon. The disappearance of the light will bring out the dark sky, and the night is about to fall.

A mysterious black car drove into the luxurious mansion as if no one was there, and the surveillance in the security room recorded all of this. However, the security did not stop the strange vehicle.

The sharp blade scratched the flesh of the neck, "hissed", the flesh was cut, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Don't..." The security guard trembled, leaned back his neck, and begged for mercy in fear.

The man in a black suit grabbed the security guard's hair, "Close the gate, no one is allowed to enter."

"Yes..." The security guard supported his neck and pulled the switch of the door, shaking all over his body.

A crutch was stretched out from the stopped black car, and it hit the ground firmly, and a shiny leather shoe stretched out.

As the rays of the setting sun shone down, this old man who was over [-] years old had lost his vitality in his eyes, but he still did not lose his aura of indifference.

The light shining on his body could not illuminate his eyes. His eyes were dim, shrouded in a huge magnetic field of terror.

Wilton straightened up, his gray hair fluttering in the wind.That cold face can still see the handsomeness of his youth, but his vitality is no longer there. Now he is like a dead branch vine, stretching out dry branches, cracked, dull, but also deadly. .

He stared ahead with cold eyes, walked forward step by step on crutches, and walked into the luxurious house.Behind him were several bodyguards in black suits, who followed closely step by step, not daring to neglect.

"Master Sawyer." As soon as he stepped into the door, Wilton yelled loudly, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

The bodyguards in the living room bowed their heads unanimously to show their respect and obedience to the old man who came.

Wilton handed the cane to the bodyguard behind him, walked briskly, went straight to the sofa and sat down, a little strange, "Well, why didn't anyone come to greet me?"

One of the bodyguards loosened his hand and pushed a servant forward.The servant fell to the ground and staggered to get up, his eyes trembling, terrified of fear.

Wilton smiled and looked up at the servant, "Give me a cup of hot tea."

The servant staggered and couldn't get up, his legs went limp, so he had to kneel on the ground, throwing himself to the ground, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"I said, hot tea." Wilton narrowed his cold eyes, no smile at all, and his voice was cold.

The servant couldn't move his whole body. He was stuck to the ground, too scared to get up.

Wilton looked at him sympathetically, "Forget it, you're just doing a job. You should be very tired at work, right?"

Turning his gaze, Wilton looked at Master Sawyer who was curled up on the sofa like a rice dumpling, the most famous real estate tycoon in Italy, a smile appeared in Wilton's eyes, "Sawyer, come on."

Sawyer's eyes trembled slightly, but he remained calm, "Wilton, do you know what you're doing? Let me go..."

"Of course I know." Wilton replied as a matter of course, and glanced at the bodyguard beside him. The bodyguard immediately understood, took out his mobile phone, pressed a video, and handed it to Sawyer.

"Look, how well I know what I'm doing!" Wilton emphasized.

The picture of the video is a black car, the trunk is opened, the dirty girl is shivering, her mouth is stuffed with dirty cloth, her brown hair has lost its luster, is no longer smooth, and is messy looked pitiful.

"Sophie!" Sawyer exclaimed excitedly.

Wilton's smile widened, and his whole body was covered with a dangerous aura.The bodyguard immediately untied Sawyer's hands and feet, and Sawyer stood up tremblingly, and went to the kitchen to pour tea for him cooperatively.

"Wilton, you can't hurt Sophielia." Sawyer stood in front of Wilton with hot tea.

Wilton sneered, "Kneel down."

"You!" The veins on Sawyer's forehead twitched, and Wilton raised his head coldly, without smiling anymore. At this moment, his eyes were full of coldness, and he couldn't find a smile.

There was violence in the calm eyes, looking directly at Sawyer, Wilton's eyes already said everything.He was not joking, and the consequences of rebellion are serious.

Sawyer was scared by Wilton. He knew that Wilton was the godfather of the underworld for a while, but that was in the past. In recent years, Wilton was also keen on socializing and gradually became tactful. Sawyer forgot his original As a result, he gradually regarded him as a businessman, not a mafia godfather.

With his legs bent, Sawyer knelt down resignedly, he looked ten years old, "Master Wilton, I beg you not to hurt Sophie Leah, I will give you whatever you want, I will announce immediately I support your estate plan, I can do what you say, as long as you don't hurt Sophie Leah... I'll just have this daughter, just this daughter..."

As he spoke, Sawyer was already in tears, and the tea in his hand could not be held steadily.

Wilton bent over, took the tea, held it up to the top of Sawyer's head, and turned the cup over.The hot tea was poured on Sawyer's head, scalding his skin, and Wilton threw the empty cup away.

With a bang, the cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Sawyer's face was full of pain, and the exposed skin became very red, but he didn't dare to refute Wilton.

"I've never been short of money, but I never have too much." Wilton narrowed his eyes, "Call Swiss Bank."

Wilton is in such a difficult situation now. He is so greedy that he has put all his net worth on a plan that he thinks will definitely make money. Now, the stock price of the Mancini Group has plummeted, and he urgently needs a large amount of funds to mobilize. Sawyer is naturally the best candidate.

Suya picked up the phone, and the time seemed to be very long. When he thought of his daughter, he was full of worries, but when he thought of the results of his hard work for so many years, he would give it to Wilton with both hands...

Sophie Leah was in Wilton's car, unconscious and unconscious.

The night had fallen quietly and gradually deepened. Suddenly, a figure quietly approached the vehicle and opened the trunk.The driver heard the movement, got out of the car quickly, and stopped it.

"What are you going to do..."

Snapped!

The silenced pistol made a sound like foam breaking, and the driver was hit in the forehead by a bullet, and fell back slumped with his eyes open.

The bodyguard not far away didn't hear any movement. The figure quickly carried Sophilia out of the trunk of the car, changed the driver in, and walked quietly into the night with Sophilia in his arms, drowning the figure.

Wilton saw Sawyer's hesitation, and Wilton's eyes were full of disdain. Does Sawyer still have the capital to negotiate terms with him now?No more, his most precious daughter is in his hands, what room can he keep?

"Sawyer, you seem very worried." Wilton's cold voice sounded, he tilted his head, and ordered: "Bring dear Miss Sophielia in."

When Sawyer heard this, his cloudy eyes trembled.Sophie Leah...

"Where is the person?" As soon as the trunk was opened, the bodyguard raised his eyebrows in confusion, and hurriedly looked around in a panic.

When the news of Sophilia's disappearance reached Wilton's ears, he slapped the head of the bodyguard who had sent the news, knocking him to the ground and unable to get up, "Bastard!"

At this time, the security room was also quietly broken into by a figure.

On the floor of the security room were two security guards lying down in blood. The aorta in their necks had been cut, and the sharp weapons were thrown on the ground at will, with sharp lights flashing beside the corpses.

Two bodyguards in black suits are in charge of the entire security room. They are talking casually and making vulgar jokes. They are not nervous at all, and they don't care about the pictures on the surveillance, so they are not aware of the approach of the mysterious figure, as if they As long as we chat to pass the time, today will pass smoothly.

Holding a pistol, KUS fired a shot as soon as he walked into the security room. One of the bodyguards who was talking died immediately, and he never wasted a single bullet.The other bodyguard panicked. When he was about to draw his gun, he was kicked by KUS. He couldn't hold the pistol firmly and fell to the ground abruptly.

"Brother KUS..." The bodyguard recognized KUS.

KUS's eyes were cold, with calmness in his indifference, "As a bodyguard, it is necessary to be alert at all times. Based on this alone, it is not a pity for you to die in front of me now."

There are two groups of forces in the Mancini family, one group is headed by KUS and BEN, under the current godfather Max, and the other group supports the retired godfather Wilton, who is still in power, so he There is still a lot of power left in hand.

KUS is the leading force of Max's forces. He is loyal to Max and has always had high requirements for his subordinates. He doesn't care about the number of people, but they must all be elites.

He can't take a joke during a mission like this.

KUS put the pistol on the bodyguard's head, frightened him to beg for mercy, KUS turned the switch without moving his eyes.

"Boss, the master is in the living room." KUS mobilized all the videos in the security room, saw Wilton in the living room, and told Max on the other side.

The door of Sawyer's house opened again, and another black car drove straight in.

The car stopped steadily, the shiny black leather shoes were stretched out, and the tall and handsome man walked out of the car with a cold face.

His cold eyes swept away, staring at the bodyguards who were looking at him vigilantly and timidly, his lips opened and closed coldly: "Don't you see the young master and don't say hello?"

"Young, young master..." Cold sweat dripped down one by one, and at this moment, they felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.