"Sir!"
Lucas turned his head when he heard shocked and worried voices from his people after he felt the heat run through his arm. One bullet had just entered his body. But he didn't care.
"torment him until he asks for his death!" Lucas hissed coldly with his jaw tightened perfectly. He then glanced at his left arm which had just received a hot bullet target from the unknown woman. Fresh blood managed to wet and forcibly tore the expensive black coat he was wearing.
"FUCK! YOU FUCK! YOU WILL RECEIVE AN RESPONSIBILITY, MASTER LUCAS, I MAKE SURE OF THAT!" shouted Flora with a glare at Lucas who had her back to her. He was immediately dragged by Torito and Rover out after they had managed to forcibly take the gun that he had secretly taken from the pants pocket of Lucas' men in another execution room. Meanwhile, there was still Xian who was looking at his Master worriedly with the blood flowing from Lucas's closed arms. He did not dare to approach his Master at a time like this.
Lucas looked back at Robert, who stared in disbelief at what his nephew was doing. Has Flora gone mad? He did not know who he was dealing with to dare to shoot the great master. Gosh... he's adding to Robert's problem now. What should he do after this?
"Another mistake, Robert? What should I repay with what you did to me presumptuous?" Lucas asked still casually as if nothing had happened to him. Even though his arm was still bleeding fresh. But he didn't seem to feel anything. Hey .. he is already immune to bullets. So naturally, he didn't feel the pain in his normal injured arm. Yes. it's just a small wound on his body.
Robert shook his head weakly. "Please forgive me, sir. I promise not to do it again." He said. He didn't know how to defend himself if what he was facing was Lucas, an arrogant man who had wanted him to give the mafia leader a gift. But that was only in his imagination considering that the master of the mafia himself was Lucas. Gosh.. the world is playing with him again?
Lucas grinned coldly. "After you know all about me, am I going to let the parasite live as it pleases?"
"No… please let me go… I promise I won't do anything wrong again, sir. I beg you… I will keep your secret. But please let me go."
Lucas laughed out loud. Will he just believe in Robert's fake talk? Will not!
A man like Robert wasn't the type to keep secrets very well. Instead, he will do the opposite to get an advantage.
"What's wrong is still wrong, they must be killed." Lucas hissed emphatically.
Lucas pointed his gun at Robert who was now very scared. He could see Robert closing his eyes deeply, he smirked even more with satisfaction. It seemed like he was ready to die. And.
Sorry!
Just one second and Robert was a corpse right in front of him. He continued to observe the lifeless face in silence.
"Master your arm."Remember Xian who was still looking worriedly at his Master. He also glanced briefly at Lucas' arm, which was bleeding.
Lucas averted his gaze. Staring at his left arm, which was still faithful, it emitted a thick red liquid. Then smirked.
"Do I look weak, Harry?" he asked without looking at the man in his right hand. His eyes were always focused on his bloody arm.
Yes .. Xian who is none other than Harry just silently heard his Master's question. He had expected it to happen after he shot his enemy dead.
"What are you talking about, sir. That's not true."
Lucas smiled lopsidedly. "How many people have I killed?"
Harry fell silent. It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's just that he doesn't want his Master to be more hurt by his answer. Lucas had never shown his sadness to anyone, but Harry knew that his Master liked to be alone and thought about what had happened before.
Lucas laughed out loud. "So many you can't count them, can they?"
"Sir…"
Lucas raised his right hand, signaling Harry to shut up. He just wanted to be heard for now. Harry should have known that.
"I'm such an asshole, Harry..." Lucas said weakly as his body slumped down on his knees in front of Robert's corpse with his head lowered deeply. His master looked frail before his eyes.
Harry. The man tried to remain calm with the change in his Master's behavior, but his eyes couldn't lie. Those eyes were worried about the person who was always trying to be happy in front of him. The person who always showed a cold face and piercing gaze at others who was very hurt. Yes.. that's the master. The great lord with his fake life.
"Is what the woman said true? Haha.. I'll get a reply for what I've done, Harry?" Lucas asked again, this time he stared blankly at Robert's corpse.
"Don't mind what that crazy woman said, sir. She's just a talkative woman." Harry said trying to calm his Master.
Lucas turned. Smiling faintly at Harry's lie. He could see that the man on his right hand was still looking at him worriedly. He knew Harry would not betray him even though Lucas tortured him sadly. Harry would remain loyal to him. Harry will continue to support his every move. He even knew Harry would do whatever he wanted even if it hurt his feelings. I don't know if that's true or not, but her gut feeling says it's about Harry. He trusted Harry too much.
Lucas then stood up and started walking closer to Harry. Gently patted Harry on the shoulder as he passed him before exiting the execution room. He didn't even care if all his subordinates would see his true face. He didn't care what they thought.
Harry took a deep breath as he watched Lucas' back drift away. He knew his master was not well. Yes.. always like that after doing what he didn't want to do. If in the past his Master didn't know the truth and didn't accept betrayal, maybe that handsome man would always smile happily with his life. He doesn't even need to enter the dark and dark world like now. There couldn't have been a murder or bodily injury, there was only a sincere smile and happy news. But it needs to be clarified again if earlier...
"Be patient sir. You will find your happiness after this time of suffering. I'm sure God isn't that bad to punish you." Harry said slowly then walked closer to Robert's corpse there. For a few minutes, he just stared in silence at the pale face and chest full of blood that was torn apart because the bullets used by his Master were about to explode inside the human body. He sighed again tiredly.
"I will do the same as Master if someone hurts me."
After saying that, Harry then left the room to catch up with his Master.