Hearing the keyword "gold bar", Arthur and Javier, who were sitting on the sofa, stood up without hesitation, pulled out the pistol at their waists, and raised their hand and shot them!

Bang! Bang!

Two guards standing on both sides of the living room were shot at the head on the spot!

The sudden incident scared the three members of the Braceway family.

Marcus and John subconsciously reached out to touch the gun holster on their waists, but Arthur's low voice full of warning sounded in his ears:

"If you don't want to eat bullets, don't fucking move!"

When they raised their heads, they realized that the dark muzzles had already pointed at them.

At this moment, Mrs. Catherine, sitting on the sofa, just stared at Dutch, who was holding the teacup and looked fearless:

"Mr. McIntosh, what do you mean?!"

Faced with the questioning, Dutch just took a sip of hot tea, then put down the tea cup, and slowly stood up:

"You shouldn't be petty with us."

"What are you talking about?"

"Someone told me that you miscellaneous people are planning not to be paid, and they are planning to kill us after the matter is done..."

As soon as these words were said, the scheming Mrs. Catherine's expression remained unchanged, but a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

However, her two sons do not have the same scheming and cultivation as her.

Marcus and John's expressions changed at the same time, revealing a guilty expression that was said to be central to the thought.

Seeing the changes in their expressions, Duqi spread his hands and sneered: "It seems that this is indeed the case..."

"Actually, no matter what complaints you have about us, just say it clearly. Why do you need to make such a despicable abacus behind your back?"

Mrs. Catherine's expression was solemn, and she wanted to argue, "This is simply slander! We don't have this intention at all!"

"Who told you must have misunderstood. Let him stand up and confront you in front of you!"

However, in Dudge's eyes, their defense was just a clown's performance.

Now that things have come to this point, it cannot be solved by saying "sorry" or "misunderstanding"...

"It doesn't matter what the truth is. Just blame yourself. If you were us, you would do this..."

Leaving this sentence, Dutch also took out his silver-white Schofield and pointed it at Mrs. Catherine, while not forgetting to give instructions:

"Javier, take away the two gentlemen's weapons, and go out and lock the door and notify others."

Hearing this, Javier, who was holding a cowboy revolver in his hand, nodded, then stepped forward and roughly pulled out the pistols between Marcus and John's waists, and then stuffed them into his belt.

Then he stepped out of the small living room.

As soon as he went out, he saw the black housekeeper who was still in shock. Javier raised the revolver in his hand and did not pull the trigger. He just shouted loudly:

"If you don't want to die, just get out!"

Upon hearing this, the black housekeeper who had every move just now turned around and ran without hesitation.

Continue to move forward and arrive at the main entrance of the mansion. Javier saw two guards holding double-barrel shotguns rushing into the gate of the mansion.

Javier's marksmanship was as straightforward as his personality!

Bang bang bang bang!

Without hesitation, he raised his gun and killed two guards, and Javier took out an explosive from his inner pocket of the coat.

He lit the lead with a match and threw it out of the courtyard outside the mansion. He pulled his hands and locked the door of the mansion.

A few seconds later, a loud "bang" sound came from outside the door.

In the quiet night, the explosion was particularly harsh and almost spread throughout the entire area.

And this is the planned signal.

It was telling Vanderin, who was ambushing outside the manor, to help the rest of the people, that it was time to work!

After receiving the signal, Charles, John and others who were ambushing outside the manor, rode horses and guns, swept towards the manor manor like a ruthless hurricane.

Bang bang bang bang!

For a moment, gunfire broke out.

Listening to the movements coming from outside the mansion, Dutch raised his lips, then looked down at Mrs. Catherine and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, next, I will give you a chance to survive. As long as you tell me where the gold is hidden, I will let you go!"

Regarding the deal proposed by Ducky, Mrs. Catherine just snorted coldly, "I know people like you, they are just scumbags."

"We have lived in this house for a hundred and twenty years and have never encountered any problems, except for you damn Yankees."

When he heard the despicable name "Yankan" again, a disgust in Dutch's eyes erupted.

And this time, he no longer had to worry about the cooperation between the two parties.

He turned his arm and pointed the muzzle at Marcus next to him, pulling the trigger without hesitation!

Bang!

The gunshots sounded, and the smelling blood splashed out, sprinkling on the exquisite wall.

"No!!!"

Seeing his son being shot in the head, Mrs. Catherine finally could no longer maintain the calmness on her face. She wailed and wanted to get up to check her son's condition.

However, Dutch grabbed it firmly and threw it back on the sofa.

"I'll ask you again, where is the gold!"

Facing Dudge's questioning, Mrs. Catherine raised her head slightly, just staring at the man in front of her with bloodshot eyes full of hatred:

"You killed my son!"

Dutch has seen this kind of gaze countless times.

And every time, those who look at him with this kind of gaze died under his gun.

"Oh, I'll definitely kill the remaining son of yours...unless you speak."

As he spoke, the Schofield revolver in his hand was already aimed at John's head.

Facing the dark muzzle, John, who had not yet reacted to the bad news of his brother being killed, suddenly shuddered, subconsciously raised his hands, begged for mercy:

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I said, I said...I'll tell you where the gold is hidden!"

Seeing this, Dutch couldn't help but say to Arthur who was controlling the field, "Ha, it seems that some people can understand people's words..."

"Tell me, boy, where are you?"

Swallowed, John spoke under his mother's eyes that were so angry that he said:

"Gold... is in the basement of the study. There is only one key in the basement, in my mother's hands..."

Upon hearing this, Dutch turned his head and looked at Mrs. Catherine on the sofa, "Dear Mrs. Catherine, it's your turn. Should you want gold or son? Choose yourself."

At this moment, Mrs. Catherine was already regretful.

She thought these people were just a group of rude gangsters from the north.

But I didn't expect that these people were so cruel.

Just for an unconfirmed assumption, they ruthlessly broke into their manor!

The death of his son has made the mistress of the Braceway family feel as if she is dead.

But she didn't plan to compromise with these damn assholes like this.

After all, she has a son...

"You put John first, and then I will hand you the key."

Upon hearing this, Daqi's cold face swaying under the lights did not change at all.

He just shook his head and responded with a little regret: "Sorry, I never accept bargaining!"

Before he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger again.

Accompanied by gunfire, a shrill wail resounded throughout the entire Braceway Mansion:

"No!!!"
Chapter completed!