This was none other than Black Wolf, the leader of the estate's mercenary security team, whom Matsubara Yasuo had hired at great expense.
Beside Black Wolf, several figures in camouflage stood silently, exuding a grim, deadly aura.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Matsubara Yasuo asked, his tone still steady despite the gun pressed against his forehead.
In his youth, he had run with the gangs, his hands stained with blood. He had clawed his way up to his current position.
Although shocked, he wasn't easily intimidated by such a display.
At this moment, although Matsubara Yasuo was filled with confusion, unable to understand why they had betrayed him, he had no time to dwell on it.
He tried to stabilize the situation, attempting to persuade them, "Put the gun down. We can talk this out."
"If you're not satisfied with your payment, we can negotiate. There's no need to…"
"BANG!"
