ght before him."Crazy, is this crazy"The man quickly ran out of the surveillance room and came to Director Mabury's office at the police station.A few minutes later, a piercing alarm rang out in the s...The next evening, the Feld family's grand hall was bustling with a lavish feast. Everyone gathered there for a lively party, filled with music and dancing, completely oblivious to the impending disaster.

Orlando sat in the center, and he created this atmosphere for two reasons. Firstly, the matter was already making waves throughout Apple City, so he wanted to show the other families his power. Secondly, it was to ease the fear of his own people.

In fact, he attached great importance to the safety of his family. Right before the banquet started, he personally checked the family's security to ensure there were no problems before starting the party.

After three rounds of wine, these family members were slightly intoxicated and their minds became more unrestrained.

Eric said, "Grandpa, those people are all talk. They're trying to scare the Field family, but in reality, they wouldn't dare show up."

"Yes, if that killer dares to come here, I will dismember him into a thousand pieces and avenge my uncle." Marcus raised his glass of wine and shouted with great passion, "Come, let us toast to the strength of our Field family!"

After finishing his words, he drained the cup of wine in one gulp. The others did the same, drinking their fill with excitement.

At that moment, a flash of pain crossed Marcus's face, followed by a scream. Blood poured from his seven orifices as he collapsed face-first onto the ground.

"Ah..."

When this happened, the entire party scene was in chaos. Screams and shouts filled the air, and everyone fell into a state of panic.

“Be quiet, all of you. Don't move.”

At a critical moment, Orlando remained surprisingly calm and immediately issued an order.

Then, one by one, the family experts around him leaped out, sealing off the scene.

After this round of action, the people present finally calmed down a bit.

Orlando immediately called for the family doctor to check on Marcus.

Two doctors in white coats carefully examined Marcus's body, then inspected his wine glass and turned back to say, "Master, the young master died from poisoning."

"Poisoned"

Orlando's expression instantly became grave.

Meanwhile, everyone else panicked, dropping their wine glasses in fear that they too might be poisoned.

"All of you, stand there and don't move. I want all of you checked, make sure we find out where the poison came from!" Orlando immediately ordered his family guards. "The assassin is likely still among us. Search everywhere, leave no stone unturned to find him."

Thus, the entire scene became a flurry of activity. Several doctors began to examine the food present, while the guards started a meticulous search, inch by inch, for any trace of the assassin's presence.

After agonizing over it for two or three hours, the final result was that everyone else's food was safe, only Marcus's cup tested positive for toxins.

Meanwhile, the guards returned empty-handed. They couldn't find the killer, nor even a trace of him.

The surveillance footage within the family was thoroughly checked, claiming a 360-degree, no blind spot electronic control system, but it didn't show any sign of anyone entering.

The only gain was finding another note stuck to the pillar in the center of the hall, which read, “Today’s task is complete, come again tomorrow.”

At that moment, a wave of fear washed over everyone. The assassin had made it past the Field family's defenses with ease, slipping in unnoticed.

To put it bluntly, their defenses are completely ineffective.

The other thing is that the opponent's methods, they actually only put the poison in Marcus's cup of wine. The others were fine, which shows how terrifying their skills are.

This is just like killing whomever you want, without harming anyone else. If you want to kill one person, it won't let you kill two.

And then there was the last note, which caused people's hearts to relax first and then tighten again upon seeing it.

Today's task is complete, which means the next few hours are safe, but that's only for today. Tomorrow, another person will die.

Suddenly, a wave of terror washed over everyone. Some even felt the urge to flee the family manor.

Orlando scanned the room with a cold expression: "I know what you're thinking, wondering if you can leave here"

I tell you, wherever you go, there will be no family with such a tight defense. Instead, you will be caught off guard and defeated one by one by the other side.

“Today’s incident should have just been an accident. Tomorrow we will continue to strengthen our protection, and this kind of thing shouldn't happen again.”

While his words were forceful, they lacked the conviction of yesterday. As he looked towards the future, all he could say was "it should be this way," unable to offer a 100% certainty.

Others thought the same way, believing that there was nowhere else as safe as their family's home. They decided to abandon plans to leave for the time being.

Over the next period of time, Orlando, besides having Marcus's body carried out for burial, focused all his efforts on having his family members thoroughly check their defenses for vulnerabilities and continue searching for clues.

Meanwhile, at the Brown residence, due to their greater strength compared to the Field family, they not only arranged thousands of gunmen to surround the manor but also provided each core member with a Heavenly Rank expert for close protection.

As midnight neared, no unusual occurrences had taken place. The family members, who had been on edge all day, gradually began to relax.

"Grandpa, the other side is all bluff and no substance. I don't think they even have the guts to show up," said Matthew, the grandson of the third generation.

Lampard, standing beside him, said: "Perhaps when they came to our family, seeing such a tight defense, they couldn't find a way at all and just left."

It's no wonder, after all, we are the Brown family. Around here, unless your opponent is a god, there's no chance of winning..."

As he was speaking, a brilliant streak of light suddenly flashed across the hall. Lampard's voice cut off abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief as he collapsed to the ground with a thump.

"What's going on"

Everyone present jumped in fright. The expert guarding him closely rushed over to check, but found a shiny flying knife stuck on Lampard's throat.

This sword is incredibly fast. The Heavenly Staircase masters guarding beside him couldn't help but gasp, their clothes drenched in cold sweat.

Such a sharp strike, it wouldn't give Lampard time to react, let alone himself.

This shows that the other party is definitely a master, and their cultivation level is still above yours.

"Look, there are words on the flying knife."

With a shout, everyone looked up together, and they saw an inscription on the hilt of the sword: "Mission accomplished today, continue tomorrow."

The Brown family was also petrified, no one had expected that under such tight protection, the core members of the family would be assassinated by the other party.

"Don't panic, find him quickly. The killer probably hasn't gone far."

At Kress's command, the entire Brown family sprang into action, including the thousands of gunmen outside, who together sealed off the entire estate.

After searching for two or three hours straight, the result was just like with the Field family—not a single person in sight.

Thus, everyone was enveloped in an atmosphere of extreme fear. Facing such a terrifying killer, no one knew who would be the next to die tomorrow.splitting howl of pain. "You can find anyone to fix these legs of yours, if they manage to heal them consider me defeated."He didn't kill the bully because of a promise he had made before, to leave Hu...