I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 543

The elders were enjoying the British atmosphere in London, unaware that their home base was about to be wiped out.

What embarrassed Ron even more was that Su Fan personally informed her of the fire at the rear.

[I have witnessed Mayfair's loyalty in traveling thousands of miles to aid Britain, but apart from that, I cannot find any other outstanding qualities.]

Recalling Su Fan's slightly helpless comment at the time, Ron felt his face burning.

So embarrassing.

Compared to other old-money families, the top brass in Mayfair have extremely low sensitivity to business and politics, and are completely unaware that they have become fish on the chopping block.

No wonder, apart from Ms. Lawns, most of the other elders are immersed in developing their supernatural powers, with their food, drink and daily necessities being taken care of by special people. Expecting these otherworldly people to run the business well is wishful thinking.

Fortunately, this trip to Britain unexpectedly subdued the branch family, allowing them to use their resources to launch a counterattack and still have a chance to make amends.

Ron sighed, then briefly explained the current situation to the people in front of him.

It was emphasized that this upheaval was not a spur-of-the-moment business competition, but a comprehensive and premeditated encirclement and suppression.

After hearing this, the people on the other side seemed to wake up from a dream, and then they became excited.

"How dare they have designs on Lord Su Fan? Where do they get the nerve?"

"There are fools in New Orleans who dare to follow suit. It seems that too much time has passed, and they have forgotten the fear that Mayfair once instilled in them."

"There is no time to lose. We should arrange a special plane to go back now and quell the unrest."

The elders' intense emotions did not resonate with Ron, who waited until their voices subsided before raising his hand to signal for quiet.

"There's no need to rush back yet. Our first priority is to regain control of New Orleans, or at least re-establish the severed information network."

"why?"

An elder below couldn't help but raise a question.

"Those with ill intentions have already started the war. Is there anything more important than to meet them head-on at the first opportunity?"

"Of course."

Ron nodded slightly, then turned to look at Emilia sitting beside him.

"Didn't you want to know what we've been doing under Su Fan's command? Today you'll see for yourself."

Emilia was quite curious but couldn't figure it out for a moment, while the elders opposite Ron all changed their expressions.

"Master, you mean..."

"Just as you think."

Ron's voice suddenly became very soft. She went to the French windows and looked out at the gray barrier that blocked off the street.

He planned to personally eliminate the treacherous villains who were secretly lurking.

Those whose eyes are blinded by desire cannot escape the fate of death.

Emilia was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

Unlike the United States, which has a vast territory where any news would immediately spread throughout the country, Britain, as one of the two major powers in Europe, has its every move watched by its allies.

Even though Su Fan is far stronger than other superhumans, he cannot carry out large-scale massacres. This would easily touch a sensitive chord in the hearts of the people, and a wave of condemnation and opposition would completely overwhelm him.

Emilia could understand Su Fan's anger to some extent.

These weak and foolish people think they can act according to their own ideas just because they have gained a little power. They have no sense of awe and their heads are full of their own petty scheming.

They are despicable, ignorant, ugly, and selfish; they truly deserve to die. But isn't using such drastic measures a bit too radical?

……

"Radical? I don't think so."

As Su Fan finished speaking, a figure leaped high into the air not far away, trying to escape, but was cleaved in two by an invisible and sharp wind blade in mid-air, and the falling corpse was then struck by a blinding bolt of lightning.

Before it even hit the ground, it had already turned into fragments and disappeared in the wind.

Upon seeing this, the cheeks of the three people in front of Su Fan twitched without exception.

They were extraordinary investigators belonging to an official London organization. They came to investigate after receiving reports of signs of an extraordinary battle at a restaurant in the neighborhood, but were also trapped in this barrier.

The group originally intended to use the sensory abilities of the members of the team to find the creator of the barrier and communicate with him. However, before they had taken more than a few steps, they saw a figure descend from the sky and kill the superhumans trapped there without mercy.

The sharp blade severed the lifeline, lightning extinguished the last glimmer of hope, and then flames incinerated the corpse.

The whole process was swift and efficient, taking no more than five seconds at most.

The orange flames rose and died within a radius of several hundred meters, each time representing the fall of a life.

Such a horrific massacre filled the three with fear and anger, but they finally mustered the courage to face the "executioner" in the air.

When the other person landed and the haze covering their face dissipated, they finally recognized who was standing opposite them.

Those are the mysterious heroes who thwarted the evil cult's plot and slew terrifying aliens.

The team collected all the photographic equipment on site and roughly reconstructed the other party's appearance from those fragmented images.

Although I only saw it once, the figure standing against the wind, ethereal and otherworldly, is unforgettable.

But who could have imagined that this person would commit such a brutal massacre just half a month later?

"So disappointing..."

The only female member of the three subconsciously voiced her thoughts, but immediately realized her mistake and covered her mouth.

The other two were sweating profusely and quickly and discreetly checked whether the killing god opposite them showed any displeasure.

Unexpectedly, Su Fan on the other side curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Why? Because I don't fit the image of a city hero in your minds?"

But that's just the image of me in your minds. Don't you find it absurd to have unrealistic expectations of strangers, and then feel disappointed and angry when those expectations are dashed?

Do you know why they came here? Do you know what they intend to do, or what they have already done?

The three members of the team were taken aback.

They had anticipated many possible reactions from the other party—displeasure, indifference, sneer—but they never expected that the other party would communicate with them in a manner similar to casual conversation.

However, this dazed state did not last long, because even as the two sides were talking, people continued to be killed.

Life is lost almost every second.

The cold reality laid out before the three of them caused them to slow their breathing considerably.

“Some people knew I was injured, but they weren’t sure if the news was true, so they offered generous rewards to my friends and family to test my reaction.”

"They rushed over excitedly after hearing the news, wanting to take the heads of the people around me in exchange for the bounty."

"Like moths drawn to a flame."

(End of this chapter)