Becoming A Tech Tycoon Begins With Regression novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200: Weren’t Pistols Supposed To Go Bang?

"The game is simple," Victor said with a wide smile, "step one, how about we drop the avatar and show your real face?"

He was enjoying this, so very much. Especially given the fact that the collector had doubted his plan.

He was going to prove that, unlike his son, he was not a man to be underestimated. He was going to make the collector swallow his words.

"Well?" He pressed the gun’s barrel close to Lillian’s forehead as he looked at the avatar, "should we end the game this early?"

The avatar still continued looking at him before sighing and hopping off the cube. It slowly walked forward, stopping just before it was too close to the camera and said,

"Fine, let’s play your game then," OmniTech’s avatar said, "but I need to be assured that no harm will come to her."

"Don’t worry, Mr CEO," Victor said with a chuckle, "I am a man of my words."

The avatar still looked unconvinced, so Victor added,

"It’s not like you have much of a choice anyway."

OmniTech’s avatar frowned at his words, but didn’t argue, instead the screen just started glitching, its form fading with the glitch and slowly the screen changed, revealing the person behind the avatar.

Victor’s eyes immediately widened as he looked at the person revealed, even though his eyes saw it, his brain was having a hard time making sense of the situation.

"Hello, Victor Langley," the person revealed said with a smile on their face.

"H-how?" Victor stuttered out before turning towards the bound Lillian only to have his eyes widened even more.

"Hi," the person in the chair waved, her hands now unbound as she tossed a gun in her mouth.

"You seem surprised," the person on the other end of the call, Lillian Hayes, said with a smile.

"T-this is impossible," Victor said, "I saw my men bring you in, there’s no way."

"Your benefactor didn’t tell you?" Lillian asked, disappointment evident in her eyes, "you see, we at OmniTech Corp have a lot more than we let the world see, and what you just witnessed was one of those things."

"You really thought it’d be that easy?" Silk, sitting in the chair asked with a smile, "you’re even dumber than your son was."

That successfully worked to trigger Victor as he pointed the gun back at Silk, "you seem to have forgotten that I still have one of your people, Lillian."

He had dropped the honorifics and all that was present in his eyes was rage...which also meant that his rationality was nowhere to be seen and the slightest provocation would cause him to pull the trigger.

But Lillian’s response shocked him,

"Then go ahead, Mr Langely," she said, "shoot her."

Victor looked at the screen before looking back at Silk, who looked completely unbothered, before he chuckled.

Without warning, he pulled the trigger.

PSST!

That wasn’t right.... weren’t guns usually supposed to go Bang?

Victor looked at the gun’s barrel only to realize that instead of a bullet, a stream of water was flowing from the barrel.

Silk only tilted her head to the side to avoid the water, though a few drops did fall on her shoulders.

"I told you that’d be funny," suddenly, a laugh was heard behind Victor, causing him to turn around.

Where his guards were supposed to be, was now a kid with white hair, the one laughing, a skinny man with glasses, one that looked sleep derived, and a man in a ridiculous black coat.

"I guess it needs recharge," Zero said as he placed a hand on his neck and removing the tech attachmed there and looking at it.

Victor still couldn’t comprehend what was happening, one moment the advantage was completely his and the next, his guards and captive had turned into different people?

"W-what the hell is happening?" He finally let out, pulling attention towards him again.

"Oh right," Lillian said, "why don’t you take a seat and we’ll explain what happened."

Before he could say or do anything else, he was suddenly forced into the chair that he had previously tied Lillian...or rather, Silk in.

"You see," She began, "foiling your plan was pretty easy."

***

[A few minutes before the kidnap]

Lillian walked out of the elevator and towards the vending machine where a suspicious man approached.

Though his words were that of a fan, he subtly passed a paper towards her in a way that made it seem the least bit suspicious.

Trust me.

Understanding what he wanted, Tag gently handed Lillian to him and the moment she was in his arms, she pushed her head further into his chest, a small satisfied smile appearing on her face.

"What do we do with them?" Tag asked as he looked at the three men sprawled on the elevator floor, completely passed out.

Ethan turned around, heading towards the penthouse’s door and without the least bit of hesitation, he said,

"Kill them."

They had no important information he needed so they were basically useless. He could erase their memories and let them go, but that would just give the collector a clue on what happened to Dmitri and in turn Nathaniel.

He could also plant them as moles but he knew that they had direct connection to the man so they were also useless in that regards... that only left one option for them....death.

Tag shivered at his words, of course it has been long established that their boss had no regards whether someone lived or died, except a few special people, but the complete lack of emotion in which he gave the order made him shiver.

"He’s scary," Zero said, watching Ethan walk into the penthouse before turning to the men in the elevator, "oh, sandwich."

The sandwich lay close to one of the knocked out men, still properly wrapped up at the unbitten parts.

"That’s dirty," Tag muttered as he watched Zero pick the sandwich up and cut off the part that was unwrapped, stuffing it into the bags of one of the men.

"No it’s not," he shook his head as they both stepped out of the elevator, "it’s perfectly clean."

"If you get sick," Tag started while the elevator door closed, "I’m telling Nico it’s because you ate a sandwich from the floor."

"If you do that," Zero said taking a bite of the sandwich, "I’ll tell Spectra you like her."

"You woul—"

The elevator door closed with a ding, cutting off Tag’s words.

Ethan, meanwhile, gently placed Lillian on the couch, moved a stray strand of hair away from her face before chuckling at how messy her bed hair looked.

He then stood back up, walked to the clear glass and pulled out his phone, placing it on his ear. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Everything’s in place," Nico reported.

"Good," He answered with a smile, "let’s finally remove this rouge piece, shall we."