From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401: A Rush To Save (Part 2)

A loud whack echoed through the air as Darno’s hand knocked an incoming strike away, followed by a clean, brutal punch that sent the Black Hound member flying across the asphalt. The man hit the ground hard, skidding several meters before coming to a stop.

"And that’s them dealt with," Darno muttered, letting out a deep sigh as he straightened his posture. His fists were still clenched tight, and frustration pulsed through his chest , not just because of the fight, but because of what they had done to his car.

He glanced at the mangled metal behind him, his jaw tightening. The scratches, the dents, the smashed headlight , it all reminded him of his mistake. He had let them get away, and this, beating down their lackeys, was the only thing he could do now to make up for it.

"Whoa! That guy was amazing!"

Darno turned his head. There were several onlookers now , people who had gotten out of their cars after the crash, filming with their phones, whispering excitedly. They had watched him fight off the Black Hounds alone and were treating it like a scene out of a movie.

"Thank you, thank you!" Darno said, forcing a grin and waving at the crowd. "I’m from the Special Protection Services of the Billion Bloodline Group! If anyone’s looking for elite private security, please contact us!"

He gave a quick bow for good measure.

After the incident last time, the company had made him go through PR training , how to keep calm under pressure, how to turn an accident into good publicity. And now, somehow, those lessons were actually coming in handy.

With the men unconscious, Darno crouched beside one of them, searching through his pockets. Soon enough, he found a keyring , the keys to one of the SUVs.

"Perfect," he muttered, standing and heading toward one of the parked vehicles. He climbed inside, started the engine, and the car roared to life.

Most people would’ve gone straight to the hospital after a crash like that. But Darno knew his body better than anyone else. Aside from the cut on his head and a few bruises, nothing was serious. He wasn’t about to waste time.

With a hard spin of the wheel, he made a U-turn and started driving back toward the Billion Bloodline building. There was nothing more he could do now except report everything that had happened.

Back at headquarters, the atmosphere was tense.

Members of the Fortis Group , now officially part of the Billion Bloodline , were being treated in the building’s medical bay. Some were bandaged up, others were requesting leave to head to larger hospitals. Everyone was shaken. Reports were being written up and security footage reviewed. The police had already been contacted, and statements were being prepared.

But one person, far from the scene, was being briefed privately about everything that had happened.

"We were attacked?" Max asked, his voice calm but sharp. He had just received a call from Nesa and was listening intently.

"Yes," Nesa replied. "We’re still figuring out who they were or why they came here. From the security footage, they looked like mobsters. A group of armed men stormed the reception and caused significant damage. But..." She hesitated for a moment, her tone darkening. "There’s something more pressing."

"More pressing?" Max repeated, his eyes narrowing.

Nesa paused before finally speaking again. "The new intern, Sheri... she was taken by them."

The words hit like a knife to the chest. Max’s eyes widened, and both his fists tightened until his knuckles turned white.

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