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Chapter 534 - 498: Choice

Chapter 534: Chapter 498: Choice

Crack!

With that crisp sound, a generation’s powerful figure met his downfall.

Wu Power killed Celeon and immediately darted out, dodging the bullets fired at him.

Celeon’s butler recklessly charged out, threw himself beside Celeon to check on him, then began to wail mournfully.

"Kill him kill him kill him kill him—"

The butler screamed frantically, continuously shooting at Wu Power.

However, the few combatants on the rooftop were no threat to Wu Power, who dispatched them all in less than a minute.

Finally, only the butler was left, having fired all his bullets, he charged at Wu Power in a frenzy.

Wu Power looked at him calmly, and as the butler was about to reach him, struck him on the top of his head with his palm.

Bang!

The butler’s body shook, his eyes wide open, and he slowly fell backward.

Wu Power walked over to Celeon’s body, picked it up, walked to the edge of the rooftop, raised the body with one hand and shouted in English, "Celeon is dead!"

"Celeon is dead—"

The booming voice, under Wu Power’s control, carried far away, resounding through the entire mansion.

The battle below paused, and Xing Jun looked up, a smile curling his lips, "Well done!"

The other combatants also looked up, their spirits immediately collapsed. Those coming to reinforce also unconsciously slowed their pace, looking bewildered.

"Let’s go!" Xing Jun shouted to Wu Power.

Wu Power put down the body, turned around, and started descending the stairs.

Soon, the two of them broke through from the core area to the outer perimeter.

No one could block them, no one dared block them.

Wu Power’s Underworld reputation value instantly increased by 1000, reaching 5268.

...

The next day, the news of Celeon’s death shocked the upper and underworld society of Southern F, particularly affecting all maritime families and societies along the Southeast Coast — this news was undoubtedly a heavy bomb for them!

Though the Mandela family had stepped back from the frontline nearly a decade ago, Celeon, as a former maritime leader, still held significant weight in the hearts of the older generation. No one doubted the Mandela family’s influence over the Southeast Coast, so when the news of Celeon’s death emerged, an undercurrent began to stir along the coast.

...

Ciwane, a private villa.

The first-floor hall was bustling; people were standing or sitting, gathered in pairs or in threes, whispering among themselves.

These were all people of the Mandela family, or to be precise, Celeon’s faction.

At that moment, a commanding man strode into the hall.

Seeing him, everyone ceased their conversations and saluted.

The man was Celeon’s eldest son, Levin, also the current Family Head of the Mandela family.

Levin walked to the main seat in the center of the hall and sat down, prompting the others to sit as well.

He looked around and frowned, "Why hasn’t Shire come?"

The others exchanged glances, but no one spoke.

Shire, Celeon’s third son, held significant power in the family; second only to Celeon and Levin. Now that Celeon was dead and an important family meeting was called, it didn’t make sense for Shire to be absent.

Levin, somewhat displeased, took out his cell phone and dialed Shire’s number.

But after a long wait, no one answered the phone, which annoyed Levin even more.

He instructed the person next to him, "Keep trying to contact people from Shire’s side!"

Looking at everyone, he said, "Let’s not wait any longer, let’s start the meeting."

As his words fell, everyone quieted down and looked toward Levin.

"The old man is dead, it happened so suddenly. I called everyone here today to determine a few things."

Levin spoke, "First, when will the old man’s funeral be held? Second, how do we avenge the old man?"

"Levin, has the murderer been identified?"

The woman seated closest to Levin on the right, who was Celeon’s second daughter, asked.

"Do we even need to ask? It was definitely done by Hua Jian Security! It was Wu Li and his men who killed the old man!" someone said.

"That’s right, it could only be Hua Jian Security."

"And that Chinese Chamber of Commerce in East Cape, they must be involved too, let’s wipe out this chamber first!"

...

People began to speak all at once.

"Silence!"

Levin rebuked and coldly said to everyone, "Last night, only two people broke into the old man’s estate, killed the old man under the protection of over three hundred people, and then escaped unscathed!"

"What?"

"Impossible!"

"What kind of joke is this!"

...

After obtaining the news last night, Levin immediately ordered the information to be sealed. Although the news of Celeon’s assassination still spread quickly, most people did not know the specific details. Most of those present didn’t know how Celeon died, and were startled by Levin’s words.

"Quiet!"

Levin rebuked again, "The information has been confirmed without doubt, many security personnel around the old man were involved in the fight. Of the two individuals who acted, one is almost certainly Wu Li, and the other person’s capabilities are also formidable, likely to be a master from Hua Country."

"Three hundred of father’s men, all elite, just got killed by two people?"

Celeon’s second daughter looked incredulously at Levin, her eyes red.

Levin nodded and looked at everyone, "First, we need to re-evaluate Wu Li’s capabilities, he is much stronger than we imagined! Second, Hua Country might have sent a master to assist Hua Jian Security, and we have to consider this if we are to avenge the old man."

"Does anyone have anything to say?"

"..."

A moment of silence ensued, many initially thought Celeon’s death was an accident, and that with the Mandela family’s resources, dealing with Hua Jian Security should be easy. But now they realized things were not so simple. The reality remained that Celeon was indeed killed under the protection of three hundred people. If they did not believe it, should they wait until they were assassinated themselves to believe?

"What about Le Yuan?"

Everyone present was core to the Mandela family and knew somewhat about Celeon’s dealings with "Le Yuan."

Levin nodded, "Le Yuan has already contacted me, they can provide assistance in this matter."

"But, the old man had said before his death that we should be careful with cooperation with Le Yuan, and try not to get too involved," someone said.

Levin looked at the person, "The issue now isn’t whether we should cooperate with Le Yuan, but that we have no choice but to cooperate!"

"Hua Jian has already made their move by killing the old man, you all don’t think they will stop there, right? What if Wu Li and the person from last night strike again?"

This remark silenced everyone, fear apparent in their eyes.

Celeon was killed under the protection of three hundred elite, these people present would be even easier to kill!

Levin: "The old man is dead, we must avenge him! But as we see, protecting ourselves is already difficult with just us, so cooperating with Le Yuan is our only option!"

"No, we have another choice."

Suddenly a voice came through, everyone turned towards the door, it was the Mandela family’s third key figure, the absent Shire.