The Bodyguard's
Last Command

After Carlo said so, suddenly several guards with much straighter postures than he had finished earlier came to him. They were carrying long-barreled weapons that were directly aimed at the head of the Red Wolf Clan. They, numbering about six, surrounded Carlo in a position ready to shoot. “What the fuck is this?” cibir Carlo looked at them one by one.

“Mr Roderyk wants you alive. If it wasn't for him telling you that, your life would have been beyond help since then, Intruder!” said one of the six bodyguards with stout stature, similar to a member of the military. They then disarm all the weapons Carlo carries, then throw them into the elevator.

Carlo only gave a cynical smile. “Show where your ‘kakek’ is located,”plek Carlo in a mocking tone. He used the word ‘kakek’ to refer to Roderyk Lenkov.

“You will regret your arrogance, Intruder!” The man who had spoken to Carlo, again made a sound. She pushed the back of Miabella's husband using the muzzle of a rifle. Carlo didn't fight either. He stepped forward calmly, following the direction of the man earlier.

A moment later, Carlo arrived in front of a room with an iron door. One of the six guards came forward. He pressed the button on the side of the door. Apparently, the room they were heading to was not a secret place that could only be accessed by a certain person, because there was no special code to be able to open the door.

After the iron door had shifted, there appeared a room that was not too wide. Inside there, there is a wooden table with a chair that is also made of wood. Right on the table, there was a light hanging low enough. Behind the wooden table, had sat the figure of Roderyk Lenkov with his gaze that looked very haughty. “So you are the son of Nikolai Volkov? My old friend.” Roderyk's heavy voice broke the silence there.

“Do you want me to call ‘paman’?” Carlo smiled a cynical smile at the corner of his lips adorned with a thin mustache.

“If you are useful to me, then it does not matter at all,” said Roderyk who was sitting while lifting both legs straight up the table, like a big boss.

“Beneficial in what ways? Don't you want to finish off all the descendants of Volkov? You even ruined the Red Wolf Clan's good name. Then, why aren't you killing me right now?” Carlo raised his eyebrows. He was still standing gallantly before Roderyk, who had yet to change his sitting position.

Roderyk did not answer immediately. The middle-aged man then pulled down his leg. After that, he got out of the chair. Roderyk walked in front of Carlo. “I'll definitely kill you, Young Man. You came here willingly, which means you're ready to lose your life. However, there is one thing I want before finishing you with my own hands.” Roderyk rested part of his body on the edge of the table.

“I know what you want, Mr. Tua” Carlo said.

“Oh yes?” Highlight Roderyk's old eyes as if challenging Carlo.

“Civilized!” furious Carlo.

Roderyk did not immediately respond to Carlo's remarks. Vlad Ignashevich's adoptive father laughed. He looks very arrogant. “You've found the footage I've been looking for. You've seen the contents too. So, I think it would be very fair if you handed the thing to me,” Roderyk said after stopping his laughter earlier.

“What would you do if I refused?” challenge Carlo still looks calm.

However, Roderyk looked much calmer. He even seemed to have the upper hand, when he showed footage of Miabella in the holding room. The daughter continued Adriano was sitting pensively on the edge of the bed.

Instantly, Carlo's calm countenance dissipated and changed into a huge rage. “Two fucking bangka!” snarl. The leader of the Red Wolf Clan intended to attack Roderyk. However, the guards behind Carlo quickly prevented him.

While Roderyk chuckles getting louder. He looked very satisfied, when he saw his enemy was filled with anger. That meant that the extremely handsome young man before him had already lost a few steps from him. “You must understand my strangeness in the world of Russian politics. I have a big name in my homeland" Roderyk said later.

“That big name you got in a very disgusting way!” cibir Carlo while trying to hold back the anger that has been very passionate, mingled with the roar of hunting breath.

Hearing that, Roderyk was instantly speechless. He stared intently at the son of his late friend. “Have you never heard of the term principle brought to death, Young Man?” furious Roderyk.

“I am a true statesman. I love the country that was once known as the Soviet Union. Decades ago, the Soviet Union was the largest superpower in the world. It's all thanks to the communist ideology I hold and trust. However, a new leader came who intended to change the ideology. Of course I don't want to just walk away. I must defend my principles with all my might!” Roderyk looks fiery.

“That's why I invited Nikolai to stage a coup. Unfortunately, he refused. To me he's the same as the traitors who ruffled the Soviet Union to pieces. Many regions broke away and established their own states. History finally records that the Soviet Union had lost. Soviet Union crushed by reform!” roderyk was so emotional.

“I'm very angry with Nikolai. He did not show that he was a friend who would always support me. For me he was no longer useful, so I planned the destruction of Nikolai for many years,” continued Roderyk who made Carlo clench his hands.

“But, on the other hand Nikolai holds strong evidence of my treasonous intentions. If a legitimate government knew that, it would be very dangerous for me. The worst thing is that I will definitely be sentenced to death, or the lightest in the form of a life sentence,” Roderyk explained with a different intonation.

“One more time, Nikolai showed that she is not a good friend. Your father refused to give me the evidence. No matter how hard I look, but I always fail. Until I found Viktor Drozdov the bastard. Through his hand, I slaughtered Nikolai. I helped Viktor to take control of the Red Wolf Palace. I kept that loser going for years, so that even the Russians couldn't beat him. During that time span, I told Viktor to search and destroy the evidence that contained my involvement in the case of treason,” continued Roderyk. “Now I have to thank you, because you found it,” Roderyk grinned.

“The evidence is not free. There is a price you have to pay to make up for it, Old Man,”, said Carlo who returned Roderyk's stern gaze.

Roderyk laughed again. “You won't get anything, English boy. Do not play games with me, because we are not transacting,” he said shortly after stopping a terrible laugh.

“Then, you will also get nothing from me,” Carlo replied calmly.

Like a bull that was disturbed by his comfort, Carlo desperately broke away from the clutches of the guards. He's headed towards Roderyk. However, the bodyguards held back their movements.

However, Carlo's strength was far above those of the guards. With great anger, Carlo managed to escape from the clutches of the big men behind him. Carlo moved as fast as lightning twisted his body, then gored one man to the right using his head. The nod was right about the man's nose until it broke.

Unwilling to collapse his partner, five other men attempt to attack Carlo. However, he had already aimed his kick at the core area of one of the guards. When the man grimaced in pain, that was when Carlo seized his weapon. He fired a long-barreled rifle at the other bodyguards who were already preparing to attack.

The six stomachs of the guards were already in a hollow condition. There was only one bodyguard who seemed to be the youngest. The man looked so scared to face Carlo, that the head of the Red Wolf Clan deliberately let the man escape.

Carlo and Roderyk are in the room. “Wah, look. Your men have been successfully discharged,” taunted Carlo smiling with satisfaction.

“You're a fool to think my bodyguards are up. In a moment, they will come here and chop you up until you are not left,” Roderyk replied. A haughty roar was still clearly drawn on his face.

“Oh, yes? Before that happens, I will chop you first.” In a split second, Carlo pointed his gun muzzle at Roderyk, then spewed out a few bullets.

Honey, Roderyk has moved to avoid it first. The old man took cover behind a desk while trying to find his gun stored in one of the drawers.

However, Carlo also did not remain silent. Before Roderyk found what he was looking for, Carlo first turned the table earlier so that the body figure of the father's killer was not hindered by anything. “Wah, why didn't your son come?” tease Carlo again.

Before Roderyk could answer, alarms sounded alarms, echoing in every corner of the room.

“Oh, that's apparently what kept them from following you here. Something's going on up there.” Carlo. Unexpectedly, Miabella's husband took off and threw away the long-barreled rifle he had held earlier. “Let's use our bare hands. You don't carry a gun, so I can't use a weapon either.”

Roderyk who initially crouched down, now immediately stood up while taking a swing. Another case with Carlo who just stood still while sharing a meaningful smile.

Roderyk then shouted loudly while running towards Carlo. One hand that has been clenched, he lay right to the look of the beautiful son of Nikolai Volkov.

While Carlo had anticipated it from the beginning. He simply shifted his body to the side, so Roderyk only hit the wind. Seeing Roderyk's vulnerable position and having many gaps, without a doubt Carlo immediately grabbed the old man's hand, then twisted it. Not only that, he also kicked Roderyk heart fur firmly using the right knee.

Roderyk immediately coughed, then bowed. However, this did not stop Carlo. He grew stronger twisting the old man's hand until the sound of bones shifting sounded.

“Ah, asshole!” Roderyk squealed in pain. He took a few steps back a moment after Carlo let go of his hand. “You made my elbow sprained. Damnit!” furious Roderyk.

“It's still less.” Finished saying so, Carlo thrust a punch into Roderyk's face and chest, until the man staggered and fell. With a calm pace, Carlo then approached Roderyk who was trying to get up.

At first glance Carlo's tail caught Roderyk's left hand grabbing something similar to an old mobile phone. “Oh, who will you complain to, Old Man?”

“I am not a weak man,” growled Roderyk while spitting right into Carlo's handsome face.

However, Carlo first dodged so that the spit only hit the air next to him. “You shouldn't make me angry,” he said as he clucked slowly. “Now tell me, how can I get to the basement?” ask Carlo.

“You think I'll tell you?” Roderyk chuckled complacently.

However, the man's laughter did not last long. Unexpectedly, Carlo trampled on Roderyk's right hand whose bones had already shifted until it broke in some parts.

“You are truly damned, Karl Volkov!” roderyk snarled, along with himself who managed to contact someone, who was none other than Vlad. Through the antique-shaped mobile phone, Roderyk gave orders to his adopted son while shouting loudly. “Female finish off that one right now, Vlad!”

Not yet Roderyk continued his sentence, Carlo. first hit the old man's face with his fist. He hit Roderyk's face and chest many times until the man was lifeless.

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