"You can hide quickly!" Who'swho, who was still in the air, curled his lips in displeasure. He used the "Moon Step" technique, took a few steps in the air, and easily descended to the ground from a height of more than ten meters.
Sonic also dropped to the ground, calmly standing next to Who's who . He glanced sideways at the main gate of the castle behind Lombardo and slowly said, "If that guy is blocking the door, then Frank Jeff is definitely inside."
Lombardo, still in shock, pressed his right hand to the bleeding wound on his shoulder, hid behind several members of Frank's gang and shouted in irritation: "Shoot! Kill them all!"
Some of the group members surrounding them immediately obeyed, raised their muskets and fired at Sonic and Who's who .
A volley of seven or eight bullets rang out, flying almost simultaneously towards the opponents.
"Stupid claws!" Sonic chuckled, raised his right hand, curled his fingers into the shape of a beast's claw, and swung it forward sharply. Five invisible sharp blades of wind swept through the air with a piercing whistle.
Bang, bang, bang... In the blink of an eye, a strong wind knocked all the bullets away like autumn leaves. Before Lombardo could react, several members of the group standing in front of him were torn apart. Their muskets were shattered, and their bodies were covered in terrible wounds, revealing their bones.
Hot blood sprayed into the air and then fell to the ground, staining the stone slabs beneath their feet. The faces of these people showed disbelief and pain before they collapsed to the ground.
Soon the pungent smell of gunpowder mixed with the smell of blood, creating an even more unpleasant atmosphere.
- What a rude guy! - Who's who , looking at the frightened Lombardo, took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, pulled one out, clamped it in his teeth and slowly lit the lighter.
Taking a drag, he blew out a stream of smoke and said coldly, "But I don't have time for such nonsense. If you don't get out of the way, you'll die here."
"Be more polite, you are so rude," Sonic and Who's who teased, then smiled and asked politely, "Excuse me, is Mr. Frank Jeff here?"
"Don't wait for me to say anything!" Lombardo gritted his teeth, suppressing the fear in his heart and quickly took out two flintlock pistols, pointing them at Sonic and Who's who.
"Recklessness!" Sonic rushed forward like the wind. Before Lombardo could fire, he passed him.
Splash - In an instant, Lombardo's eyes widened, his face contorted, and he spat out a stream of blood. Without warning, a horrific gash appeared on his chest, exposing his bones as if struck by an invisible, sharp blade. Blood sprayed into the air.
With a look of disbelief on his face, he fell backwards, hitting the ground with a loud thud. His eyes quickly went dark, and he became a lifeless body.
- Lord Lombardo! Mr. Lombardo is dead! How could this happen? His head was valued at 20 million beri! - Shouts of surprise and fear were heard all around. The morale of Frank's group members dropped significantly, and their resistance weakened.
Sonic glanced sharply at everyone and said in a low voice, "We have no time to waste. I suspect Frank Jeff is already trying to escape!"
"I know that without you!" Who's who ,holding a cigarette in his teeth, blew out a cloud of smoke and stepped forward, rushing through the main gate of the castle.
Sonic followed him as he entered the castle hall.
From the outside, Frank's group's stone castle looked crude, without any art, reminiscent of a knight's castle in the wilderness. But inside, everything was different. The decorations were luxurious and majestic.
The castle was designed in a European aristocratic style: a huge crystal chandelier with a gold frame, a red carpet on the floor, a long table and benches with gilded patterns. Even the dishes and cutlery were made of pure silver.
The furniture around and the wall lamps were decorated with either silver or gold plated patterns. Everything looked extremely luxurious, creating an atmosphere typical of people who had just become rich.
"These counterfeiters are really rich!" Sonic looked around with interest, clicking his tongue.
Who's who looked at everything with disdain. He was about to make a sarcastic remark when a muffled shot rang out from inside the castle, interrupting his words.
They looked at each other, quickly stepped forward and rushed to the side door on the right side of the hall. This door led into a dark corridor about ten meters long. The second door at the end of the corridor was wide open, orange light flickered on the walls, and the shadows of people wavered in its rays.
Sonic and Who's who rushed into the room without stopping.
Inside, they found a spacious bedroom, richly decorated. In the center stood a man in a floral shirt. In one hand he held a flintlock pistol, in the other a bloody dagger. In front of him lay another man with his throat cut. On the floor, covered with a large red carpet, lay two more bodies: one had been shot at the door, the other had been stabbed in the back and was lying on a chair.
- Oh, they're having internal squabbles here? - Sonic raised an eyebrow. - Cannibalism?
This scene puzzled them a little.
The man in the colorful shirt, seeing the unexpected guests, looked frightened at first, but after looking closely at their clothes, he quickly spoke:
- Gentlemen, I'm one of you! My name is Mack, I'm a CP5 agent embedded in Frank's group. My code is [Pasta], number 9527.
"Oh, Mr. Macaroni, I've heard of you," Sonic nodded, smiling. "By the way, can you tell me where the money printing machine is?"
"Mr. Frank Jeff escaped through a secret passage a few minutes ago. He took a lot of valuables with him, so he's moving slowly. You can still catch up with him!" Mack spoke excitedly, putting the gun back into his belt. Then he reached for the bookshelf, felt a book called "On Money", and pressed it.
There was a click and a huge bookshelf, two meters wide and four meters high, slowly slid into the wall, revealing a dark staircase leading down.