The Gun In My Hand's

Chapters 22. And You're Not Here

Lotus Grand Las Vegas, Las Vegas (Nevada), US - 12.27 am.

I entered the luxurious building which is the largest casino venue in Las Vegas. The facilities offered by this place make all connoisseurs lazy to go out. Starting from a variety of gaming machines, poker tables, hotel rooms, restaurants, bars, and others.

This is the third time I have visited this place. My purpose here is not to enjoy all the facilities of this place. I never even tried it once. My goal is a place that maybe not everyone in here knows.

I was in an elevator that would take me to my destination. It's been about five minutes I've been in here waiting until nobody wears it but me. Right on the 18th floor the last time someone used it, I was finally able to take out my silver card.

I attach a silver card to the scanner which at once is an elevator button that is unconsciously used by many people. The elevator is instantaneous in silent mode as it has been activated for private access.

Once the scanning is complete, a green light sensor appears that moves from the top to the bottom of the elevator. The sensor reads the user's elevator. Access to the underground area is accepted.

The elevator slowly moved back towards the underground area which is equivalent to three floors of this building. There are no luxury facilities like the one on the inside of the building. However, unbeknownst to many, this place is much more sophisticated and classy than up there.

When the elevator doors opened, I was immediately greeted by large, armed men.

"Show me your silver card."

I went back to doing a re-examination. Only the car keys they could confiscate, I did not bring anything.

"Clear. Please, Sir."

I was allowed to enter that place. The first thing that will be the center of attention when entering is a row of chairs and tables that are stretched from various angles.

Currently the people present were quite a lot, but there were still some empty seats. The seat cannot be occupied except the owner. For example, like me, who is the owner of a 14th silver card, which means the owner of the 14th seat and table number.

This table will always be mine as long as I still have access to here with silver card. When I attached the card to the table's name plate, a syllable of my name, 'ALDRICH.' appeared.' And you know, for one time access raises a name on this table can cost a lot of money.

I sat down to wait for this show to start. This event was attended by no more than fifty chair owners, most of whom were influential people in the underground.

This event is an auction held once a year. Not an ordinary auction. Anything that is auctioned will definitely steal a lot of attention.

Whether it's a step object, power, man, or a new invention. And the person who is going to auction that interesting thing is the owner of this casino. He created this crazy auction, which unfortunately I am also interested in following him.

He was a very influential person in the underground and at the same time became the center of attention of almost the entire world because of his success in developing the largest casino in the world. He was untouchable, even by the state.

What about Zach's power? Not impossible, but the opposite. Zach's protecting this bastard. I don't know what kind of relationship they've built so Zach even took me down a few times just to help this bastard kill his enemy.

For a moment I turned my mind around by ordering whisky at a waiter passing by. While waiting, I observed every seat that had been filled with owners who were all in co-operation. Each of them was determined to boast to each other.

"Good fun, sir."

My whisky has finally come. I poured the whisky from the bottle into the sloki glass and directly gulped it. After taking a sip, I remembered Elisha for a moment. I remember he loved wine. Even too often for a girl's size.

I caught him through a cctv drinking wine alone until he fell asleep. But I never once found him drunk.

My mind was turned back when the waiter put down a bottle of gin.

"I didn't order it."

"It's a gift from the owner of seat 18."

I looked for exactly where the chair was. Ah, I forgot that there's no way that bastard didn't come today. Of course, he would see what he could get today if he heard the theme of the auction this time around was 'Buy The Soul.'

His desk's name plate reads 'ALEKSEY.' Benedict Alexey. The father who had lost his successor for underestimating me too much. The old man raised a sneer at me.

I just remembered when I entered this building before seeing some of his subordinates who had come down to gamble. Let's see today, will our reunion go smoothly or end like last time?

Suddenly the sound of the clock clanking loudly like the sound of the Big Bang. At exactly one o'clock the auction will begin. A white light shone on a person standing on the stage pulpit. He's the owner of the auction.

Jonathan Wenzell.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the world's largest event today with the theme 'Buy the Soul.' Big thank you to those of you who are willing to accept this invitation."

He said so by continuing to develop a disgusting smile.

"As the year before, the auction this time was also not all seats filled. However, it will not reduce all your attention to what is in the curtain there. I'm not gonna say much because you're all gonna be looking forward to it."

Highlight the lights again moving towards the curtains that have been opened slowly. A man with a mask that covers the area around his eyes? There began to be sounds of grunts and whispers from the owners of the chairs. Questions are everywhere.

"I'm sure everything must be confused with the man sitting there. With the theme of 'Buy The Soul' does not mean I will auction the man. Buying a soul was a theme I thought about when I discovered what this man had. He's the guy I just recruited a year ago as one of the hit men."

Jonathan looked back at each owner of the chair and I felt him stop right at my desk.

"I'll take you to the shocking underground news three days ago in which three top mafia officials in Macau were killed at their residence with a tight security system. From the clue you already know that the executor is this man."

It suddenly appeared on the big screen behind the masked man who appeared on the news page about the deaths of the three people.

"With this theme I will auction off the expertise possessed by this man. You must also ask, why should I auction it, when one day you may also be able to use his services without going through this auction."

For a moment he glanced at the masked man.

"The answer is never. This man from the beginning was not attached to me, even he always refused my instructions. And this was the first time he had actually received instructions, precisely the last instruction. He offered his services through the theme that appeared this time. He will receive instructions from the Winner to buy the lives of the three people you want with a lifetime validity. You can give me those instructions when I want you. Pretty easy, isn't it?"

The whispers of the owners of the seats were heard again. They are beginning to be interested.

"Because today is a special day for him. He will choose who the winner of what you can offer him. It doesn't matter if what you're offering is something big or small, as long as it's interesting to him."

Jonathan paused his sentence before going back on, "As usual, the only rule we all agree on is that every seat owner is obliged to attend the auction if he still wants to get out of this place alive."

No one in this room was afraid of the bluff because everyone knew the consequences of getting into this auction.

"All right, let's start. Maybe I will open the smallest price starting from USD 2.3 million. Isn't this a meaningless number for three names?"

The auction started off so stunningly, everyone had already started to mention a price that exceeded the previous price. I heard last year's auction took about two hours. Will today be the same?

Discussions everywhere are inevitable. Not only did they mention the price, but they also mentioned a long preface to ridiculing each other's enemies in this one room. An hour passed, but until now I have not wanted to raise my hand.

During this hour I kept looking at the figure of the masked man sitting quietly observing the surroundings. The man smiled without even speaking. I felt him right looking at me. I can't be wrong. He's been doing it since this auction started.

Two hours later the auction is still going on. During that time as well, without realizing how many glasses of whisky sloki I drank. Of course I'm not drunk yet.

I felt from across there, Aleksey looked at me with a grin that never faded. I knew he would wait for the end where I had to mention the price surpassing everyone's captors.

"Wow, it is unexpected that the auction broke through to reach USD 300 million. But again, it won't end here. I realized two chairs that until now have not been included in this auction. Mr. Aleksey and Mr. Aldrich, so far the auction is still filled with a certain amount of money. Maybe the guy will be interested if you offer something else. Just a suggestion."

Jonathan's words were meant for both of us. Aleksey didn't even care about what Jonathan had just said. He just kept mocking me with his grin. Before long, he finally raised his hand.

"Later Mr. Aleksey came in. Let's listen to the offer."

"USD 350 million."

"Yeah! This back surprised me. Numbers that exceeded the auction price last year. Thank you for your participation, Mr. Aleksey. Now the last one is Mr. Aldrich. Maybe before turning to the final bidder, maybe we can find out the three names that Mr. Aleksey wants because here it is certain that the one who will win the auction is between these two people."

Aleksey looked at me and began to bring out the names I had actually expected.

"I auction for life ... James Armstrong ... Elizabeth Armstrong .. and ... The owner of Seat 14 under the name Aldrich."

Everyone inside here started laughing as hard as they could. Eventually their boredom gradually disappeared due to this entertainment. Everyone here would be even more entertained if I were executed immediately if Aleksey won the auction.

"Wow, this is completely unexpected. Alright, Mr. Aldrich, it looks like I just heard someone wants to eliminate you. I'm not sure you'll be okay if you don't win it. Name your offer."

I took my last whisky. One bottle is finished. I slowly returned Aleksey's gaze before saying, "Anything, right? I guess so far it's only been money. What if two private islands ... in Hawaii."

"alright. We'll listen to what decision the man up there will make."

I will finally hear the voice of the mysterious man.

"Personal islands sound very tempting. I can't imagine an offer like this. We all know, one island there has a fantastic price but .. doesn't it look so easy for the three lives I have to execute. I'll think further if you name the three names you want."

The heavy sound ... Sure enough, sounds familiar, who? I dispel those thoughts when everyone starts to look curious.

I smiled and replied, "First name ... Alekseys. Second ... Aleksey and Aleksey's third."

Everyone laughed and clapped. Across the street I saw Aleksey narrowing her eyes, a sign of dislike for what I said. We'll see who will be the winner.

"Hahahaha .. Oh my goodness, Mr. Aldrich, you always surprise us. If you succeed, then this is your first victory. I still remember five years ago you were just like this for two guns. But I'm sure this time there won't be a series that will let you share."

Of course I don't want to. I still remember how to get my Barret. Damn, Zach who was present did not want to give up, but he knew I wanted him so much.

At that time we finally had to settle for each of us getting one Barret. Same type, but Zach has a lot cooler. Therefore, I'd rather use it for the missions that Zach always gives.

"How's it?" Jonathan asked the masked man.

"Emc ... Is it not here that I am obliged to set the rules?"

"Of course."

"Then, I will determine the winners are those who are the strongest. I heard that Mr. Aleksey is the head of the largest mafia syndicate in Russia, and ... Mr. Aldrich, I'm very surprised that you were once a hit man and the military record you have made you famous as the best snipper ever."

The praise is too much.

"But .. of course this is not balanced to see the condition of Mr. Aleksey. I will give Mr. Aleksey the authority to choose one of the people who can represent him in this fight."

After a long explanation, the masked man glanced back at me. He smiled back. I don't know why I don't like that face so much, it makes me want to eliminate it instantly.

Everyone was getting more and more interested in the pellean this time. They were getting excited to see this fight.

"Give up the cage."

After the masked man said that, I suddenly felt the floor on which we stood moving to each side. The technology of this place has never been doubted.

Simultaneously, a cage appeared right in the middle of this place. Not an ordinary cage, but a giant cage. Shit, this is so great. I love the adrenaline I feel.

Shortly after, me and my opponent entered the fighting arena. Everyone who watched us in the cage had started cheering.

The masked man's voice spoke, "As a reward for your willingness to accept this challenge, I will give each one a weapon that might help."

I approached a man carrying a tray covered in red cloth and when I opened it it was a knife. And when I turned my back, it turned out that my opponent was given a revolver.

I saw the masked figure smiling at me. Really, this is not balanced.

The sound of the clock clinking loudly again sounded indicating this fight began. Alright, this time I will be careful because he has more profitable weapons.

Dooor!!!

Damn, the sneak doesn't even know manners in fighting. How could he shoot a single bullet when I just took off my suit and shirt?

Unfortunately, he missed.

Shortly after, he fired the next bullet. It kept happening and I smoothly dodged, until I estimated the remaining bullets he had were only three.

I don't even need a lot of power to dodge those bullets. He grinned, he intentionally did it all. Did he underestimate me?

"Ah, what a pity, it looks like my bullets are going to run out. But take it easy, the rest will not miss." His taunts make me a little angry.

Suddenly the masked man's voice came back, "Hey I don't like this kind of fight. I want you to be more ambitious in winning it. Mr Aldrich move! You don't want to disappoint your audience."

I'm grinding my neck. All right, I'll give you an interesting spectacle. Instantly I ran fast with the track following this side of the cage.

One shot was heard, but I managed to avoid it by subduing my body and rolling back to stand before the man. He immediately fired a bullet into my arm. I flinched, but still had enough energy to stab the man in the stomach.

The knife was still stuck in his stomach when I made a distance so the man wouldn't shoot me again. Damn, one bullet was back lodged in my arm almost in the same place from before. The guy still has one bullet left and I don't think he's gonna waste it.

I made my distance even further from her by continuing to hold onto my arm. Shit, it's gonna be hard to get two bullets out of here. Blood drops were clearly visible along the road I was on. While the man groaned releasing a knife from his stomach.

The boisterous sound of people shouting and applause still resounded. Of course I'm not dying because of this. However, unlucky I have to estimate my remaining strength to fight the man who now has two weapons. Revolver and my knife.

He laughed out loud as if victory would be won.

"Is it just this way, hmm?"

This is because I rarely train with a knife, I only always rely on my long-range fighting skills. Had I been given a revolver, I wouldn't have had to take these two bullets.

The man immediately threw the bloody knife in the middle of the cage.

"Gift for you who will soon die." He smiled very satisfied.

Enough, the blood in my body is boiling. My brain has to work thinking about possibilities that I can still exploit. Relax .... calm ... calm ...

All right, I just had to run to the middle to grab the knife so I could stab him in the heart. I'm sure he won't be able to move more freely than before. Whereas I can still rely on my right arm for the final fight.

A glimpse of Elisha's face appeared in my mind. I imagined his gloomy face waiting for when I would return to him. Maybe he'll keep muttering, 'You're not here, Leon' until so many times. I shook my head and focused myself on finishing this as soon as possible.

The man returned to his gun, but I'm sure he wouldn't shoot recklessly considering this was his last bullet.

How many seconds?

50?

No. gabe. Too long, I can finish it maybe in less than 30 seconds?

Instantly I ran fast irregularly until I reached the knife. I predicted the man wouldn't follow my direction because he knew he was going to shoot me right on top of the knife. However, without her expecting it, I did not take the knife, but kicked it towards her.

The confusion I used to reach the man with still running fast irregularly. Until he didn't realize I was in front of him and took the knife to stab him right in the heart area.

Not only there, I also gave a punch under the chin and immediately kicked his leg until he fell. Not wanting to waste any time, I immediately grabbed the revolver in his hand and managed to fire the last bullet in his forehead.

The sounds around me are silent. The scene was extremely fast, making it even difficult for everyone to see who had been shot.

I turned my body towards those who were silent outside the cage there. There is only one voice I can hear ...

Applause from the masked man.

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