Chapter 1281
"Hump." Simon burst into laughter out of extreme anger, his face as dark as the clouds. "If the people I sent out die, they won't have any evidence against us. As soon as my men get caught, they will swallow their guns and commit suicide immediately. Even if they manage to escape, they will still die."
This was the man's cruelest practice. He didn't allow any possibility of leaking secrets and keeping them alive!
A guard came over to them. "Mr. Simon, Miss Henry, may I ask you..."
"I smoked a cigarette." Henry raised his hand.
The guard raised his hand, which was covered in gloves.
Henry put out the cigarette in the guard's hands and stepped on his tall shoes as he entered. At this moment, a few dark clouds were rolling in the sky above the imperial palace. The sky fluctuated between bright and dark. The situation of the imperial palace's nobles was about to change!
She thought that she was a top-notch red writer, especially in the last "Noble" which was popular all over the world, but she thought that her actions were worthy of the country, worthy of her family and readers, and no one should hate her.
So when she sat in her studio in the Center and was suddenly pointed at the head by a few fierce people with guns in their hands, she was afraid that it wasn't her first reaction.
What he should do was to be at a loss!
"Calm down... I'll ask you to calm down." After a moment of confusion, she raised her hand in fear. "If you want to grab money, there should be thousands of cash in my bag. Oh, if you don't have enough money, I can take you to the bank to get it. Don't hurt me, anyway. I haven't released the next play yet."
"Shut up." The man wearing sunglasses used a gun to touch the female writer's head. "Do you think we are bandits? Please sit here and don't make any noise."
"They really don't look like..." His eyes widened as she saw them wearing suits that looked like the bodyguards of wealthy families. "Then are you doing this for... for the sake of the messenger?"
She shook her head and her whole person became sad and pitiful again. She even choked with sobs. "I am also very sad about the accident of the wife of the ambassador and the wife of the ambassador. They are so good people that they should not be treated like fate. The wife of the ambassador also supported the poor literary script of Ruidan. God should bless her. I also made an appointment with the wife of the ambassador to see the opera, but she didn't come back..."
"Shut up!" The person next to her shouted at her again. "In short, when Young Madam comes over, you should cooperate with us, or we will send you to see the ambassador's wife..."
"What? Young Madam?" He was shocked. "What are you guys trying to do? I received a phone call from the military, saying that Young Madam is about to come and wait here. Could it be that you guys are trying to harm her?"
When she heard that Mrs. Emperor was going to look for her today, she was very surprised and flattered.
So he was punctually waiting in his studio.
Of course, her usual residence was on the top of a few floors, and she rarely went home.
"If you aren't afraid of death, you can scream." The people around him gave him a fierce warning.
When He found out that these people's target was Mrs. Emperor, he panicked even more. "No, you can't do this. Mrs. Emperor is also a good person. I was going to get a tailor to write to her..."
The people who hijacked her no longer paid attention to her, and two of them were talking,
"The setting up outside is complete. When Young Madam comes in, we'll surround her immediately and take her down."
"Have you called Mr. Simon yet?"
"Someone has already gone to fight."
"What? Simon? Is it Simon who asked you to kidnap me and Mrs. Emperor? Did he do that? Why did he do that? What the hell are you doing?!"
However, the people sent by Simon didn't care about letting this female writer know about this matter at all. When this writer saw that they kidnapped Mrs. Emperor, they would not spare her life.
Tenne was a famous writer. Her studio had its staff office on the outside and her personal office inside.
At this time, not only her, but also the staff in the large office outside were controlled by these people.
When those people were holding hostage, a man outside pushed the door open in a hurry with a cell phone in his hand. "Oh no. Mr. Simon asked us to withdraw. He said it's going to be a manhole..."
Suddenly.
Swish, swish, swish!
A few quick-earing bullets were thrown out of the window from a distance.
All of a sudden, the whole office was filled with cigarette smoke, and all the people, including Miss Tenne, began to cough violently. Their eyes were so hot that they could not open them.
The leader said in a low voice, covering his mouth and nose, "It's smoke bombs. Retreat quickly. If you can't, the bomb will break on its own!"
No time to care about Jeff, everyone rushed
toward the door and the window as soon as they heard the leader's voice.
But just as the doors and windows were opened.
Aman's bodyguards were already blocked outside. These bodyguards were wearing masks that could protect them from poison and tears. One of them pointed a gun at the main door and said, "Watch all the exits and capture these people alive!"
"Yes, my lord."
The others asked.
"The other half rush in with me." The men who led the other bodyguards went to the gate with guns.
The testimonies who tried to kidnap penniless retreated when they saw that there were people outside.
With the firing of bullets.
Seeing that they could not run away, those people, including the leader, all swallowed their spears and committed suicide. Because if they were caught, they would definitely be tortured and interrogated by the enemy to expose their master.
This fast and fierce battle lasted for ten minutes.
Ten minutes later.
The bodyguards caught two living people and called Aman. "President, we've succeeded in our plan. We've caught two men who fell to the ground because of the blood-summoning bullets. The rest of the men have committed suicide."
Aman's voice from the palace could be heard from the other end of the line. "Bring those two back. Don't tell me there's a writer called Tenne over there?"
The bodyguard glanced at the female writer beside him, who was so scared that her face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen due to tears. "Yes."
"Bring that person along as well."
"Yes, President." The bodyguard hung up the phone and waved to other people. "Take this woman!"
Anne's eyes were swollen and she couldn't open her eyes. She touched the surroundings with her hands until she was lifted up. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"
Imperial Palace.
Aman and the members of the Pochphs Family had finished visiting the Queen and a group of people had come out of the Imperial Residence.
Seeing Aman hanging up the phone, Shawn asked, "President, it seems that the progress on the other side has been very smooth."
"Very soon, your torture methods will start again." The corners of Aman's lips curled up. "We've caught two people alive."
"Really? I'm looking forward to it."
With a smile on his face, Shawn looked at Simon from the corner of his eyes.
Simon's face turned dark and blue, and his face looked as taut as a stone when he heard their words.
"Those damn bastards!" Simon cursed inwardly, gritting his teeth. They did not expect anyone else to be caught.
"Mr. Simon doesn't look well, does he?" Aman asked.
"Of course I'm worried about His Majesty." Simon stared at Aman with a grim face and made it clear. "Mr. Emperor, I wonder if you've been suspecting me for a long time?"