Didn't he know the consequences?
The only thought left in the middle-aged secretary's mind was this evaluation.
Even while confronted with the disguised Losa 11, Send 3 was still gasping for breath at this moment.
"When Losa 11 came out, I thought I was going to face that terrifying guy, Losa 1."
Send 3 tried to control his breathing.
He hoped to calm himself down.
The icy, deranged gaze of Losa 11 always filled his mind.
It was like ice and fire.
But more like an explosion!
Blowing the enemy to pieces.
And blowing himself to pieces as well.
Send 3 murmured under his breath.
At this moment, the middle-aged secretary, who had always been composed, was playing an important role.
He used his handheld computer to inform the family of everything that happened here, and at the same time, he began to mobilize the family's covert forces in Zone F to come and protect Send 3.
"Just need to delay for time, once the family's support arrives, we'll be safe!"
Send 3 nodded his head.
However, this 'Send Family' third in line to the inheritance didn't really breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the 'Send Family's' safehouse.
From the outside, it looked like an unremarkable six-story building.
But inside was a 'safehouse' that extended a thousand meters underground.
Not only was it well-stocked with supplies, but its defenses were astonishing.
Once inside, even if facing the full fire from a medium-sized warship, it could withstand it three times.
Moreover, the permanently stationed hundred-man squad was well-equipped, and had three armored vehicles at their disposal.
Of course, for the 'Send Family' with its strength, this was nothing, to truly arrange a defense would be effortless, to increase the defense power by a hundredfold would be easy, but it wouldn't be stealthy.
The 'safehouse' must first and foremost be concealed.
But Send 3 couldn't care about that now.
His arrival had already exposed the location, thanks to the hovering car.
And now, as the hovering car stopped, Send 3 hopped out and hurried towards the inside.
Edel quickly followed him.
The entrance was a door controlled by a computer, and as Send 3 placed his palm upon it, a mechanical voice immediately sounded.
"Authentication successful!"
"Welcome, Young Master Send 3!"
After the mechanical voice, the iron door opened.
Send 3 walked in eagerly.
Behind him, the iron door slowly closed.
With the metallic clash sound, Send 3 quickened his pace.
Only within the actual 'safehouse' could he let down his guard.
Therefore, he didn't want to stay put for a moment.
But as he walked, his steps halted.
A familiar, faint scent wafted into his nose.
Send 3's face changed, and he turned to run.
But, it was too late!
The man who had waited for a long time burst out from the shadows, his figure flitted past Send 3 and his secretary.
Send 3 fell to the ground.
His chest was punctured with a large hole.
The beating heart had already vanished.
Yet, Send 3 didn't die right away, first, he looked down at his split-open chest, then at the man who had struck him, and finally, his gaze turned towards the woman who was coming slowly from afar.
He recognized this woman.
Donna, who should have been dead!
In a flash, Send 3 thought of many things.
Struggling, he attempted to speak, but Donna interrupted him with a shot.
With a bullet in his forehead, Send 3 died completely.
At this moment, Send 3's phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID marked 'Losa 11', Donna's mouth curled into a smile.
Then, she cleared her throat twice before answering the call.
Without waiting for Losa 11 to speak, she said in a sweet voice filled with overt adoration—
"Young master, it's all taken care of!"