Billionaire Mafia� Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Chapter 138

THAWCK!!!

Sebastian shut his eyes as the tal pipe landed behind Zeno’s neck.

"What the fuck do you think you’re doing?" Sebastian whispered to Bison, his voice was nacing, a dark promise of doom.

Bison didn’t answer because, in the next second, Zeno started coughing profusely, drawing everyone’s attention to himself.

Sebastian’s hand around Bison’s neck tightened as he watched Zeno struggle against the chains, blood dropped to the floor from his nose and from the area where he’d been hit.

"Let him go, and we can have a nice chat, Bison. Nicholas, catch," Sebastian threw the pen to Nicholas, quickly returning his hand to Bison’s neck.

Bison coughed, chuckling through staring neck, "Oh, Sebastian, you think holding

this way gives you any leverage? Kill him, Blue," Bison ordered.

"Not today," Sebastian threw Bison to the floor and drew a gun from behind his waist, shooting the guy who was almost aiming the gun at Zeno down.

In a matter of seconds, all hell let loose, Bison was in shock as he started to see most of his n falling to the ground as foreign gunshots started spinning around the room.

"Release fire! We’re being attacked," Bison shouted from the floor.

Sebastian’s n sohow managed to enter through the open roof as the building wasn’t entirely completed.

Sebastian already expected them, so he focused on reaching Zeno, freeing him.

Nicholas saw Bison trying to shoot Sebastian and without thinking twice, he shot Bison’s knee, smiling in satisfaction when he heard Bison’s scream of pain and agony.

"You bastard!" Buson snapped his head to Nicholas and glared at him, gritting his teeth in pain.

"No! Don’t!" Bison shouted.

Nicholas spun around to see who Bison was talking to and realized that Bison was stopping one of his n from shooting him.

"Boss? He almost killed you - argh!" The man shouted as Nicholas put a bullet right into the man’s left eye

He quickly turned to Bison and smirked, "Thanks for saving , but I’m not good at returning favors, old man," Nicholas said, walking closer to Bison, whose knee was bleeding out on the floor.

Bison smiled calmly, opposite of how the whole place was.

"I saved you for myself, Son. I brought you into this world, I’ll take you out myself," He chuckled darkly.

To Nicholas’ surprise, Bison sprung up from the floor and kicked the gun out of his hands, following it up with a heavy slap to Nicholas’ face.

Nicholas staggered back from the force and surprise, wincing.

"You think a graze on my knee would stop ? You’re mistaken," Bison attacked Nicholas again, and the father and son ensued on combat with no familial restraint; each was aiming for the kill at whatever cost that ca with it.

Sebastian managed to dodge most of the shots fired at him and the physical attacks from Bison’s n.

He could see that his n were overshadowing Bison’s n, he was montarily thankful to his father for sending in his n with him.

He reached where Zeno was still hanging upside down and realized that he had fallen unconscious again; pain seized his chest because he knew that Zeno was suffering, and he knew Zeno was still going to suffer more, that was why he kept wishing that Bison’s case was the only serious thing he had to face.

He touched Zeno’s face, frowning when he saw how pale he looked.

He searched around and saw one of Bison’s n coming toward him; he pretended not to see the guy who was speaking up on him with a knife.

Just when the guy was about to piece the knife into Sebastian’s side, Sebastian stepped aside, held the guy’s arm, and twisted it till he heard a pop!

"Argh!!!" The guy scread and fell to the floor with his dislocated shoulder.

Sebastian imdiately bent over, picked up the knife that lay beside the guy, and dragged him up by his collar, ignoring his loud cries, "Now, unlock him," He ordered the guy with a sinister voice.

The guy grunted, "I can’t - Argh!!!" He shouted painfully, his eyes widening in sheer panic and horror as he looked down at his side and saw the knife he previously wanted to stab Sebastian with now deeply embedded inside his stomach; he was still trying to accommodate the excruciating pain when he saw Sebastian’s hand twist the knife inside him.

A loud shrill scream pierced the already noisy atmosphere, drawing a few eyes toward them. By now, Sebastian’s n were taking the upper hand as they kept trooping in from the ceiling, subduing Bison’s n.

"Now, for the last ti, release him, the next place will be your eyes, I promise you," Sebastian threatened.

"Yes, yes, I-I will free him, please, please," The guy begged.

"Move!" Sebastian pressed his dislocated shoulder, making the guy cry out in pain.

The guy nodded and pointed his good hand toward a corner, "T-the control is right there, I promise," He stuttered.

"Then go," Sebastian replied.

As they walked away, Sebastian looked back at Zeno and gritted his teeth; he had to get him out of there as a matter of urgency; it was getting to the ti of the main action, and he wouldn’t want Zeno to be caught in the crossfire.

As they reached the corner, Sebastian’s hand tightened on the guy’s injured shoulder, "If you try sothing tricky, you’ll die," He whispered in a deathly manner.

"I know, I know - ugh!" The guy grunted.

The guy led Sebastian to a wall with different control panels, "This is the lever that will gently reduce him to the floor, and this is the button that will unclasp the chains from his legs," He pointed at the panel.

Sebastian pushed the knife deeper, causing the guy to spurt out blood, "Do it, then," He instructed.

"Ugh!" The guy groaned, he was losing his vision.

The guy’s hand was shaking as he raised it to the panel.

Sebastian pushed him closer when he saw the guy was struggling to reach it. He wished the place wasn’t in a hidden corner so he could watch Zeno and make sure he was alright.

"I... I’m done, please, let g-"

Sebastian didn’t let him finish; he slid the knife out from the guy’s stomach and sliced his throat effortlessly, letting the body easily fall out of his hands.

He walked over to the dead body and hurried over to Zeno. However, his blood turned cold when he couldn’t find Zeno anywhere.

He looked around and realized that his n had killed most of Bison’s n and were now holding the very few that were still alive hostage under their loaded guns.

"Boss," Cody held up Nicholas and helped him walk over to Sebastian.

"Where the fuck is Zeno?!" He yelled in anger.

The bodyguards lowered their heads in sha, "We’re sorry, boss, no one e saw when Bison took him," Jeremiah apologized, waking up behind Cidy to help Nicholas by placing Nicholas’

hand over his own shoulder.

Sebastian glared at Nicholas, "Bison? Bison took him? Nicholas, don’t tell

you didn’t kill that bastard when you had the chance?" He was approaching Nicholas’ with slow but deliberate steps.

Nicholas coughed, "I tried, Sebastian, he had his n hold

down... I tried..." He replied.

"What are you all waiting for?! Go search for Zeno, now!" He roared angrily.

"Yes, boss!" The bodyguards chorused and imdiately scattered throughout the building.

"The rest of you, take these bastards down," He commanded.

Sebastian walked away from Nicholas and went over to one of Bison’s n, who was being led down the stairs, and roughly dragged him toward himself.

"Open that shutty elevator," He commanded.

The guy nodded and walked over to that sa panel where Zeno’s chain lever had been lowered, his body shaking in fear as he saw one of them now lying dead in the pool of his own blood.

He pressed a button, and the sound of tal frictional against each other was heard; soon, the elevator slid open.

"Sir...it’d only open for thirty seconds," the guy cowardly inford.

"Argh!" The guy scread when he suddenly felt sothing sharp slice deep into the side of his neck; he saw himself falling on top of his friend, his own blood now mixing with the dark, drying one that had been on the floor; he knew he was going to die.

His jugular vein had been sliced like that of a Christmas chicken, and he knew he had less than three minutes before he died from hypovolemic shock.

Sebastian was long gone, he was already in the elevator with Nicholas, Jeremiah, and Cody.

He heard the speaker connecting again before he heard Bison’s voice inside the elevator.

"It’s been quite exhilarating, I must say, Sebastian. You’re quite tougher than I thought. Now, let’s cut to the chase, my reinforcent will be here in a few minutes if you want to leave this place with your cute little boyfriend, I suggest you be a good boy and hand

the pen, I promise, I’ll let you walk out of here alive, if not, I’ll lock you on here, make sure you can’t find

until my n arrive, then, I’ll have to take the oan by force, if not, do as I say, and I’ll let you all leave. Deal?" Bison’s voice asked breathlessly, he sounded as if he was in pain, courtesy of Nicholas.

Sebastian balled his fists, "Deal." He agreed.

"Good. I’ll be waiting downstairs," The speaker disconnected.

"Fucking bastard," Sebastian cursed.