Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 548 - 547: He’s Here

Chapter 548: Chapter 547: He’s Here

"What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you want to be the Family Head too?" Knox Nash quickly regained his composure and casually took a bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet, pouring two glasses.

"Not interested," Yusuf Zuck shook his head, "I’m here to kill Tyler Nash."

Knox Nash was taken aback, but he soon took a sip of the red wine and fell silent. In fact, Tyler Nash’s ability to take control of the Nash family so easily upon his return was due to a group of people secretly helping him. Those people held all the powerful members of the Nash family hostage, then Tyler Nash killed a few, and after that, the Nashes all compromised.

Also, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Kevin Nash and Beckham Nash were both killed by Tyler Nash, which meant the man had gone crazy. Who would dare to confront a madman? So even if Tyler Nash wasn’t qualified to continue as Mr. Nash, the distant relatives of the Nash family still unanimously elected him, taking a decisive and direct approach to restoring order.

The memorial halls for Kevin Nash and Beckham Nash were still there, and their bodies were still laid out at home, with the "first seven" days not yet passed, but Tyler Nash had already taken charge of everything.

Knox Nash was actually quite frustrated; although he had never thought about taking the position of Family Head, what kind of situation was it to let such a monster become the head of the Nash family?

So, all the Nashes remained silent, watching Tyler Nash’s antics.

There’s an old saying, ’Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad,’ and Tyler Nash’s madness was a prelude to destruction.

The Nashes were also waiting for such an opportunity or turning point. As soon as Tyler Nash died and the Nashes calmed down, they could sit together and discuss who had the capacity to lead, and as long as everyone’s interests were maintained, it would suffice.

While the position of Family Head was coveted, many people were aware of their limitations. It wasn’t easy to be the Family Head; one needed to manage many people and handle many affairs. If you couldn’t manage that, you were sure to fail.

"I had a chat with your uncle a few days ago, and he mentioned you," Knox Nash finally said leisurely: "Uncle said you have great potential, unrivaled among all of his sons and even among our generation of distant relatives."

"I admit that point. I’ve analyzed your Easy Sky Investments. Within just half a year, it has blossomed everywhere, squeezing into the ranks of the country’s top investment enterprises. This has become a highlight in the country."

"And your personality—Uncle spoke of it too, saying you possess arrogance but also restraint."

"I heard that you died during the Spring Festival. Uncle set up a memorial tablet for you at home, posthumously acknowledging your ancestry and naming you Timothy Nash. That night, Uncle sat in the ancestral hall for the entire evening."

"Actually, after all these years, you haven’t been living by Uncle’s side, you don’t really understand him. Uncle has truly led our Nash family to a new century of glory."

"What are you trying to say?" Yusuf Zuck asked Knox Nash.

"If you can kill Tyler Nash, I can support you as the new Family Head, even help you garner support from others," said Knox Nash indifferently.

"I really have no interest in your family’s headship. To tell you the truth, I’m very wealthy—maybe a little less than the Nash family—but I have enough money to squander for several generations."

"I came to find you today because I happened to see you standing on the balcony. Just now, you should have seen... um, the person on the powered parachute, that was me. So, I came down to ask you where Kevin Nash’s memorial hall is. I want to pay my respects."

"As for other matters, there’s no need for your help. I don’t want to drag you into this. Tyler Nash has already gone mad. If he finds out I’ve met with you, he’ll kill you!"

"Rainbow Bridge Tan Palace in the western suburbs, right next to the Western Suburbs State Guesthouse—buildings six, seven, and eight are all Nash family homes, forming a triangle and easy to recognize. However, I advise you not to go now. I’ve heard Tyler Nash has called people back from overseas, and no one is allowed to enter or leave the area. Maybe he’s guessing you’d come and is waiting for you!"

"He has always wanted to kill you, and of course, if it were me, I’d kill you as well because you’re just too inhumane!" Knox Nash shook his head and said.

"I heard he has turned into a woman?" Yusuf Zuck laughed and said.

"A freak, truly frightening. Seeing him reminds me of the eunuchs from history books and the likes of the Eastern Depot and Western Depot. I don’t even dare to meet with him alone anymore. Even the day before yesterday when I saw him, he fluttered his eyelashes at me, it was terrifying. So, if you want to kill him, I’m all for it; hands and feet."

"Good, I got it. I’ll go meet him now!" Yusuf Zuck stood up, drained the cup of wine in one gulp, and then strode onto the balcony.

Knox Nash followed him out and pondered before saying, "Think about my suggestion earlier."

"We’ll talk later. Tyler Nash set a trap for me to jump into. It’s still debatable whether I can make it out or not. I’m off!" With a step, Yusuf Zuck vanished into thin air from Knox Nash’s line of sight.

Knox Nash looked at the sky and then at the ground. Where was even a shadow of Yusuf Zuck?

Yusuf Zuck reached the rooftop, picked up the sniper rifle once again, made sure the ammunition was ample, then ran towards the central building. After grabbing another powered parachute, he headed west, leaping from place to place!

...

Meanwhile, at the Nash family estate, Tyler Nash had also received the latest intelligence that the two lookouts on the rooftop of the Parker building had been killed.

"He’s here, it must be him!" Tyler Nash sat imposingly outside the shrine, surrounded by a dense crowd of people.

"It might not necessarily be him, right? It’s chaotic in the Central Sea area now, many forces have come over." The person speaking was Erik Thornton, who was not one of the Nashes but the leader of a force covertly cultivated by Ty Meskill, Tyler Nash’s mentor. Previously, Erik Thornton was not in Sichuan or the Central Sea, but rather in Fujian.

Ty Meskill had covertly nurtured many people like death warriors, each a master in the martial world. They were usually let loose in various provinces. This time, as Tyler Nash returned, Ty Meskill gave him a team, though not large— just twelve people, with Erik Thornton as the leader. Around forty years old, Thornton looked gentle and refined like a civil servant, or a teacher, without any hint of underworld air.

But this man too had his hands steeped in blood. What kind of good person could be raised by someone like Ty Meskill?

Of course, up to this point, Tyler Nash still didn’t know who Ty Meskill really was. Meskill was a man of mysterious origins, exceedingly formidable, and possessed many Secret Techniques. He and Dale Carlson were both freaks created by Meskill’s Secret Techniques!

"Trust my judgment, it is him and he will come tonight. Notify the Family Head. Tonight, I want to make him wish he could neither live nor die!" Tyler Nash’s hatred for Yusuf Zuck was indescribable. His current state, even his sexual orientation had changed, wasn’t it all caused by Yusuf Zuck? That’s why in his dreams, he saw Yusuf Zuck countless times and imagined countless ways to torture him to death.

Tonight, it just might come true.

The clock pointed to twenty-eight minutes past midnight.

In the deathly still Nash family estate, Tyler Nash, who was sitting in front of the shrine, suddenly heard a roaring noise and frowned as he looked up at the sky.

All the lookouts hidden in the darkness raised their heads to look at the sky as well because the roaring noise was coming from up there.

"He’s come," Tyler Nash’s murderous intent flickered incessantly.