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CHAPTER 133. NEARLY KILLED

‘Now there is no sound of gunfire and my ears are more peaceful even though the air here is still piercing. Is all the war over? So I can open my eyes.” Bella convinced herself to open her eyes immediately. “Ok I open count to three. One two three.” Bella opened her eyes slowly.

“Ha? Since when is this barrier in front of me? Anthony, is he still alive?” that was the first sentence that Bella threw while staring at the tower again with squeaking eyes.

“You should thank me first before calling his name!” dante's protest did not like Bella's words even though she was still patient with the woman.

“Where are you anyway? How is this glass here? Looks like this glass wasn't here. Who installed it, did you do it?” bella asked confusedly.

“I told you to thank me.” said the mash sound heard from the speaker behind it. Bella pursed her lips in anger.

“Hem....thank you, but you missed too why didn't you put this barrier glass up from earlier? I almost died of a heart attack because of the bullets.” protested Bella who commented on the shield. “You know how terrible this game is? It's not worth calling a game because you're risking someone else's life! You're playing people's lives.”

“I don't have time to talk to you now!” dante said with an angry tone.

“He? Then who do I have to talk to? Are you going to leave me alone?”

“You stay there first, I'll come there to see you later. Now I have to finish the job first.” said Dante again and rushed to walk away without caring about the woman again. He walked towards the lookout tower.

“Work?” Bella asks but Dante is no longer there.

“Is he crazy? The entrance, he just came. Really like indian police!” bella said still in a high voice and still heard by Dante.

“Mr Dante!” Bella shouted to him. “Mr Dante, where are you going?”

“Shut! I still have a lot of business, you shut up.” Dante turned off his walkie talkie.

“Dante! Is this done?” Nick asked as he looked at his friend who was no longer busy talking to his walkie talki noisily

“You think it's finished yet?” ask Dante while looking at Nick. His face looks cold.

“Let's go, where do I know. Do you have a problem with him?” Nick shrugged his shoulders then glanced at Anthony while frowning. Nick really doesn't understand Dante's attitude.

“How can you think of attacking the lookout tower?” Dante asked Anthony without commenting on his friend's question. The look in his eyes remained the same, cold and firm.

“I've tried to hide until I can get to the foot of the hill. But unfortunately there was nowhere for me to hide or at least avoid a bullet attack. To go up there I couldn't possibly, I've thought about it and I must have been shot to death if I forced myself. The only way is for me to take cover and return to the lookout tower. I climbed up and destroyed it.” Now Anthony's gaze stared intently at Dante.

“You almost killed me!” nick said as he rubbed the corner of his bloody lips.

“You almost killed me too, Mr.” Anthony looked at Nick with a smile.

“Dante! Did you really plan to kill him?” Nick turned to ask Dante while showing his annoyance at his best friend.

“What do you think Nick? Does he have shooting talent?”

“See this!” Nick showed me his sleeve, “If I hadn't dodged the bullet had already penetrated my skin, luckily I was used to it and my instincts were just right. The bullet just scratched my arm!” nick said he showed a bullet scar that just passed beside his arm, there was a proud face that could be seen by Dante because Nick felt he managed to save himself.

“You are redundant Mr.” Anthony is still trying to go low.

“What? You want him to work for us?” Nick asked again. “Are you serious about this?”

“She's been working for me, otherwise she might be here now.”

“Heehhhh. A...” Nick said.

“Do you think?” dante asked, glancing at Nick. Dante did not want to wait for Nick to finish his sentence, he immediately cut it first and for a moment Nick could not talk. He's still thinking about Dante's question. Nick also has an instinct that the waiter may be a spy.

“You can go back to where you live! Tomorrow morning at eight see me after breakfast.” said Dante while glancing at Anthony. In his mind he was already thinking about something else what he would do to his servant.

“So everything is done? You're done testing me?” Anthony blinked his eyes still unable to believe. The look on his face also seriously looked at Dante's face.

“Hem....go!” Dante responds flatly. No one noticed a strange grin appearing on his face.

“Alright Sir. Then excuse me first, tomorrow I'll see you at eight in the morning.”

Anthony immediately turned his back to get off without waiting for a response from Dante.

“You don't need to pick up Bella, you can go straight to where you live! Or you can go to the hospital, if you get hurt.” Dante said.

“Good. Thank you Mr.” Anthony looked at the wound on his knee and in his arm and then he smiled and left the two people who were still in the hall.

‘He didn't kill me. Is it true that he only tested me? Mr. Dante seems to be very attentive to me, I have to start carefully from now on.’ Anthony still can't believe that Dante let go. But at this moment he had already walked out of the arena and removed his bulletproof vest and rushed towards the servant dormitory.

“Anthony! I think you'd better treat your wounds!” shouted Henry.

“Thank you Mr Henry!” Anthony smiled at the butler and stopped in front of the gate of the residence for the servants. “Is there anything you want to tell me Mr Henry?”

“I told you to go to the hospital.” Henry replied with attention to Anthony's wounds.

“AH! Don't worry about my injuries. I'll treat him soon, Mr.”

“Do you want me to drive you to the hospital?” henry asked with a gaze still focused on the wounds on Anthony's body. There were wounds on his arm and leg that were hit by gunfire.

“No need! I can take care of it myself after this, I'll use the motorcycle go there. No need to worry about me.” said Anthony again.

“Alright if that's what you want. Make sure your wounds are not infected and injured even worse.” Henry said staring at Anthony sharply.

“I understand” Anthony smiled and stepped into the dormitory to his room. “Fuuhhhh....what exactly is Dante expecting from me? Why would he want to make me his army?” Anthony began to think.

“Do I have to consult about this to my boss? I can't be rash in acting as long as I'm still here.” Anthony took something in his closet, took it out and lit a candle so that the fire could be used as a sterilizer.