Ten minutes ago.
Screams filled the front lounge of Saward Estate.
"Shut up!" A deep-voiced armed man pointed his automatic rifle to the ceiling and pulled the trigger.
The bullets loudly flew out of the gun and shredded through the ceiling.
The screaming members of High Society swallowed their cries of help and quietly sat down on the ground. Their faces were tear-ridden, and they were shaking.
Hydra watched as several armed figures dragged away the security guards, who were filled with bullet holes.
"Ahem." A suit-wearing man entered the estate through the front door and fixed his necktie with a clear smile. "Hello, everyone."
The teary-eyed women and the pale-faced men turned towards him and could tell that he must be the leader of these armed individuals.
"Here, sir." The goblin pulled out a chair, offering it to the leader.
"Mm." The leader sat down on the chair and crossed his legs with a smile.
