Back in the room, Orlando sat silently on the sofa, thinking about something.
After a long time, he raised his head and said, "What do you think of the family's plight?"
Harry swallowed. He had been thinking about this problem just now, and now he had a preliminary idea.
"Father, I think the other party is really terrifying. We can't hold on like this anymore, otherwise the family will suffer heavy losses."
These words came completely from the heart. It was his brother Daniel who died today. Who knows if it will be him who dies tomorrow.
The opponent's assassination was completely random and the method was unpredictable, which made him worried about his own safety.
Orlando asked: "What would you do if it were up to you?"
"Father, I think we can't wait any longer and should take the initiative to negotiate with the George family.
Although we don’t know who the murderer is, the final decision must be in Ye Bufan’s hands. As long as we can negotiate with him, the family crisis can be resolved.”
"Peace talks are a good idea, but what about the conditions? How should we propose the conditions? What should we do if the other party does not agree?"
Harry didn't know whether his father was asking for his opinion or testing him, so he could only express his inner thoughts honestly.
"As for the conditions, I think it should be lowered. We are completely acting as a gunman for the Brown family in this matter. They are the ones who will benefit in the end. There is no need for us to lose the entire family.
In addition, if the other party does not accept the peace talks, we should find a way to hide for a while and cannot just sit here and wait for death.
No matter what, Ye Bufan is in prison, far less free than we are outside.
Besides, our Field family has properties all over Country M. As long as we hide out of Apple City, I don’t believe that his killers can still find us."
Orlando nodded: "That's right. I'll contact the Brown family tomorrow to see what Creston means.
According to Ye Bufan's ruthlessness, I guess they are not having a hard time now, and they should agree to lower our conditions."
The Brown family, just as Orlando guessed, their current situation is really not good.
Originally, the whole family hid in a castle-like room, guarding here like a frightened bird. As the clock struck midnight, one day passed, and these people finally let out a sigh of relief.
Banks's expression showed a hint of pride: "It seems that the other party is not omnipotent. We are hiding here, and even the most powerful killer can't do anything."
Creston also relaxed a lot: "Okay, now it seems that the other party's plan has failed. There is no need for us to sit here and stay here. The beds have been prepared. Everyone, let's rest."
Upon hearing this decision, the entire Brown family cheered and were happy that they had won this victory.
But when everyone returned to bed, they found the core member of the family, Creston's grandson Maarten, sitting on the sofa, still motionless.
At this moment, he was wearing a bulletproof vest and a steel helmet with a shield on his head, and his defense was extremely tight.
"Maarten, what are you doing? Are you asleep? Go to bed quickly."
Banks reached out and patted his nephew on the shoulder. It seemed to him that the nephew must have been bored and fell asleep sitting there.
Unexpectedly, Maarten immediately collapsed on the sofa at this touch, showing no signs of waking up.
"what happened?"
Everyone else present immediately realized something was wrong. Banks quickly reached out and took off his helmet, only to find that Maarten's face was pale and his eyes were wide open, but his pupils were completely dilated.
Banks quickly reached under his nostrils. He was not breathing, and his skin was cold to the touch. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.
"My God, when did he die?"
As a cry of surprise came out, everyone's hearts were filled with fear.
Under such tight protection, a core member of their family was killed silently, without them even noticing. This method was really terrifying.
Under such circumstances, how could they have any safety at all?
Compared to the other party's terrifying methods, they are simply meat on the chopping board. They can kill whoever they want and cut them up however they want.
"Look, there's a note on the helmet."
Someone among the family members exclaimed, and a note was stuck on the back of Maarten's helmet, which read, "Today's mission is completed, we will continue tomorrow."
"Oh my God, it's so scary."
There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
Creston's face was gloomy, and he turned to look at his descendants and grandchildren: "Take off all your helmets."
After hearing his order, the people present immediately realized something. Perhaps the killer was hiding among them.
These people took off their helmets and backed away, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, keeping a distance from everyone around them.
As a result, Creston watched for a long time and couldn't see any flaws. The people present were indeed members of his family, and there was no sign of anyone being sneaked in.
"Okay, everyone, let's go out."
Creston left the room with a livid face and returned to his study, with Banks following closely behind him.
"Father, what should we do?"
Banks said a little distractedly.
"Damn Ye Bufan, did he hire a killer or the God of Death? Why couldn't he guard against it?"
Creston flew into a rage, grabbed a bottle of red wine from the table and threw it to the ground, venting his depression and fear.
Today's defense is already the strongest that their family can produce. If he can't resist the opponent under such circumstances, what else can he use to defend?
What is the scariest thing? That is facing an unknown enemy that you can't touch or see, and you still don't know when he will take action and who he will take action against.
Kill one person a day, this rule is like a huge stone, weighing on the hearts of all Brown family members, including Creston himself.
Although he knew in his heart that the other party would not personally attack him as the head of the family, but if all the family members were slaughtered, what use would he have as the head of the family?
Banks thought for a while and said: "Father, how about we also send a killer to kill Ye Bufan in the prison?"
"Do you have water in your fucking head?"
In anger, Creston slapped him in the face with a big mouth, "What we want is Angel Pharmaceutical, what we want is money, what's the use of killing Ye Bufan?"
Besides, do you know his relationship with those killers, and do you know what kind of agreement he signed?
If he doesn't stop it, what will be the consequences if these people continue to massacre? Then our Brown family will be killed completely!
"Well……"
After being slapped, Banks realized what a ridiculous and bad idea he had come up with out of extreme fear.
"Father, why don't we change places? Since we can't defend ourselves, we can hide out. I don't believe in their killers, and they can still chase them to cities outside of Apple City."
Out of instinct, he had the same idea as Harry, which was to escape, escape from Apple City, and find a secret place to hide.
