sold here."Ye Bufan said: "I'm sorry, I'm Chinese. In our place, women are loved, never sold.""Mr. Ye, what about $30 million" Gan Bo said with a hint of desperation."Mr. Gambos, even if you gave me y...Back inside the room, Orlando sat silently on the sofa, lost in thought.

After a long time, he finally raised his head and said, “What are your thoughts on the family’s predicament”

Harry swallowed nervously. He had been thinking about this very thing, and now he had a preliminary idea.

"Father, I think the other party is truly terrifying. We can't keep holding on like this, or our family will suffer terrible losses."

These words come straight from the heart. Today, his younger brother Daniel died. Who knows who will die tomorrow

The assassination attempt against him was completely random and came out of nowhere, leaving him deeply worried for his safety.

Orlando asked, "If it were up to you, what would you do"

"Father, I think we can't wait any longer. We should take the initiative to negotiate with the George family."

Although we don't know who the culprit is, the final decision will ultimately be in Ye Bufan's hands. As long as we can negotiate with him, the family crisis can be resolved.

"Negotiation is a good idea, but what are the terms How do we propose them And what do we do if they refuse"

Harry didn't know if his father was asking for his opinion or testing him, so he could only honestly say what he was thinking.

"If conditions, I think should be lowered somewhat. This matter we are completely being used as gunmen for the Brown family, and in the end, they profit. We don't need to risk the entire family."

Besides, if the other party refuses to negotiate, we should try to avoid them for a while and not just sit here waiting to be defeated.

Whatever the case, Ye Bufan is still in prison, far less free than we are outside.

Moreover, our Field family has businesses all over the US. As long as we get out of Apple City, I don't believe those assassins under his command can find us.

Orlando nodded. "You're right. I'll contact the Brown family tomorrow and see what Creston means."

Given Ye Bufan's ruthlessness, I imagine they aren't having a good time right now and should agree to lower their demands.

The Brown family, as Orlando surmised, was in a rather difficult situation.

Everyone had huddled inside the castle-like room, like frightened birds, staying put. As the clock struck midnight, marking the end of the day, these people finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

Banks' face betrayed a hint of smugness: "Seems like our opponent isn't all-powerful after all. Hiding here, even the best killer wouldn't stand a chance."

Creston relaxed visibly. "Well, it seems their plan has fallen through. We don't need to sit here and wait any longer. We already have beds made up, so everyone get some rest."

Hearing this decision, the entire Brown family erupted in cheers, overjoyed at their victory.

Just as everyone had returned to their beds, they discovered that Malten, Creston's grandson and a core member of the family, was still sitting on the sofa, completely motionless.

At this moment, he was wearing a bulletproof vest and a steel helmet with a visor, his defense was extremely tight.

"Marten, what are you doing Are you asleep Go to bed quickly."

Bancks reached out and patted his nephew on the shoulder; he looked like he must be bored to death, just sitting there asleep.

To everyone's surprise, Marten fell back onto the sofa with a thud and showed no signs of waking up.

"What's going on"

Everyone else present immediately realized something was wrong. Banks hurriedly reached out and took his helmet off, only to find Martel's face ashen, his eyes wide open, but his pupils were completely dilated.

Banks quickly reached under his nostrils, finding no breath and skin that was icy cold. It was clear he had been dead for some time.

"My God, when did he die"

A gasp escaped their lips, and fear gripped every heart.

Under such tight protection, they silently killed a core member of their family without them even noticing. Such means are truly terrifying.

In such a situation, where can they possibly find any safety

Compared to the other side's terrifying methods, they were just like fish on a chopping board. The other side could kill whomever they wanted and slice them up however they pleased.

“Look, there’s a note on the helmet.”

One of the family members gasped. A note was stuck to the back of Martel's helmet, reading "Today's mission is complete. Tomorrow continues."

"My God, that's terrifying."

A wave of gasps rippled through the crowd.

Kreston's face darkened, and he turned to his descendants. "Take your helmets off, all of you."

Upon hearing his command, everyone present immediately realized what it meant; perhaps the assassin was hiding among them.

These people pulled their helmets off and stepped back, scanning their surroundings warily, keeping their distance from everyone around them.

Kreighton looked for a long time, but couldn't see any flaws. The people present were indeed all from their family, with no sign of anyone being mixed in.

"Alright, everyone out."

Kreighton left the room with a grim face, returning to his study. Banx followed closely behind.

"Father, what shall we do"

Bankes said somewhat absentmindedly.

"Damn Ye Bufan, is he hiring assassins or death itself Why can't anyone stop him"

Kreighton flew into a rage, snatching up a bottle of red wine from the table and smashing it on the floor, venting his frustration and fear.

Today's defense is already the strongest their family can put out. If they can't withstand the opponent in this situation, what else do they have to defend with

What's the most terrifying thing It's facing an unknown enemy, something you can't touch or see, and you don't know when it will strike or who it will target.

One kill per day, this rule weighed like a millstone on the hearts of all the Brown family members, including Creighton himself.

Although he knew deep down that the other party wouldn't personally attack him as the head of the family, what use would he be as the head if all his family members were slaughtered

Banks pondered for a moment and said, "Father, why don't we send assassins to the prison and get rid of Ye Bufan"

"Are you **ing insane"

Crestfallen under anger, a slap landed across his face. "We want Angel Pharmaceuticals, we want the money! What use is killing Ye Bufan"

Besides, do you know what his relationship is with those assassins, and what kind of agreement he signed

If he doesn't stop them, these people will continue to massacre, and our Brown family will be wiped out!

"Uh…"

After being slapped, Banks realized he had come up with such a ridiculous idea while in extreme fear.

"Father, how about we change locations Since we can't defend against them, let's just hide. I don't believe their assassins could chase us all the way out of Apple City and into another city."

Instinctively, he shared Harry's thought: to escape, to flee Apple City and find a hidden place to disappear.attack from a monster.After all, his strength was too weak. Even a first-order demon beast could severely injure him if it launched a surprise attack.As he ventured deeper into the Barbarian Mountains...