Chapter 602: Clayton's Death, Rothschild's Purge

As Chen Xing announced that the Rothschild family was the source of the photo leak, Clayton felt the pressure bend his spine almost instantly.

The Rothschild family is awesome?

Indeed awesome!

The head of the Jewish family.

The actual controller of the US Federal Reserve.

But no matter how awesome you are, you must understand that two fists cannot beat four hands.

For example, Germany in the S2 season was enough to challenge any country in the world, or even crush it.

But the West did not have the cultural heritage of the Dragon Kingdom after all, and did not know the allusion of "accumulating food and slowly becoming king". They only wanted to quickly achieve the full unification of Europe. However, the final result was that other European countries were afraid of Germany's expansion speed and formed a resistance camp, causing Germany, the invincible superpower empire, to perish on the spot.

"Borrowing a knife to kill!"

Clayton clenched his fists, extremely angry.

He is not stupid. Chen Xing secretly exposed the source of the photo leak to the "exposed party" at this time, just to let them transfer their hatred to the Rothschild family. Clayton is the patriarch of the Rothschild family. If he is really remembered, he will definitely be the first to suffer.

"I can't stay!"

"I can't stay in the Kingdom of Britain anymore!"

Clayton muttered to himself. He quickly closed the curtains in the office, fearing that a sniper had already aimed at him.

After a brief hesitation, he quickly picked up the landline on the desk and called the secretary: "Arrange a plane immediately. I want to go to Life Island. Be fast and don't delay."

The so-called "Life Island" is located in the Caribbean Sea, the Virgin Islands of the United States on the southeast coast of St. Thomas, with an area of ​​about 300,000 square meters.

Although it is an island affiliated to the United States, it is thousands of kilometers away from the east and west coasts of the United States. It is a private island with no one in charge.

The Rothschild family, to be precise, the headquarters of the All-Seeing Society is located here.

There are not only anti-aircraft guns on the island, but also 200 private armed forces. Anyone who breaks in private may be shot on the spot.

"I will arrange a plane immediately."

Secretary Caesar Nelson responded.

However, when he hung up the phone, Caesar Nelson did not arrange a plane immediately, but sent a text message to Davic.

Perhaps Clayton would not know that his young and romantic nature and his love for others also have disadvantages, that is, he cannot keep his own woman.

After all, how can you let a woman in her thirties stay alone?

Caesar Nelson also took advantage of the situation at that time and had an unforgettable time with Davic's mother.

It was because of this relationship that Caesar Nelson always regarded Davic as his own son. When Clayton selected the heir to the family, he also secretly helped.

When Davic learned that Clayton was going back to Life Island, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he began to arrange a "welcome ceremony".

...

At nightfall.

A private plane has been parked on the runway of the Rothschild Manor, which is Clayton's exclusive car.

Clayton looked at the behemoth that had accompanied him for thousands of days and nights, and always felt a little uneasy, but he didn't think much about it and boarded the plane resolutely.

After a while.

The plane took off directly.

Private planes don't have rows of seats, but they are as comfortable as hotels. Not only are there three-meter-wide beds, but there are also sofa viewing areas and even shower rooms.

It may be a torment for ordinary people to take a plane, but for the owner of a private plane, it is actually no different from resting in a hotel.

"Ruth, give me a back massage."

Clayton, like usual business trips, took a simple shower and rinsed, then walked out naked, lying on the bed for the stewardess to massage his back.

The stewardess who was called did not hesitate, skillfully took out the massage oil, and skillfully massaged Clayton's back.

Enjoying the massage of his back, Clayton's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.

Other flight attendants were already used to it, and they were quietly waiting in their seats.

Let alone Clayton wanted a massage, they would not refuse even if he wanted a "home run", after all, most of the private jet flight attendants knew what was going on.

Just like the female anchors on the live broadcast platform, the top brother gave them tens of thousands of yuan just to add WeChat?

No, no, no!

They are just choosing concubines!

…

Soon after Clayton left, the Rothschild Manor, shrouded in darkness, became particularly quiet. The weather, which should have been refreshing in the autumn breeze, was a little colder at this moment.

Caesar Nelson, who was in his study, looked at his watch, closed his eyes and said, "It's time for this cleansing operation."

As the voice fell, a few knocks broke the silence of the night.

"What's going on?"

"Is this a gunshot?"

"There is a situation!"

Many members of the Rothschild family who had fallen asleep suddenly woke up. In Western countries, gunshots are the devil's sound engraved in their DNA. If they sleep a little deeper, they may die.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

Several more gunshots rang out.

For a moment, a large number of Rothschild family members were terrified and wanted to call for help, but they were surprised to find that their mobile phones had no signal.

"Longxing Group's mobile phones have no signal, someone used a jammer!"

Someone immediately realized that this might be a family purge, or a purge against the Rothschild family, and they hurriedly searched for weapons in the room.

You must know that the biggest selling point of mobile phones produced by Longxing Group is that it will never have a signal due to areas or buildings, unless someone uses a signal jammer.

In the house next to the residential area of ​​the manor, I saw a blond man with blue eyes and a gun. As soon as he stuck his head out, a bullet accurately hit his forehead.

"ah!!!"

The man's death caused his wife and children to scream in terror.

But the next second.

A figure walked quickly.

He opened the door and saw the frightened mother and son raising their hands and firing two shots. The sound suddenly stopped at this moment, and there were two more blood holes on their foreheads that continued to ooze blood.

The gunshots continued one after another until the second half of the night.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The gunfire subsided.

A man covered in blood and wearing a tuxedo walked to Caesar Nelson's study and reported the situation to him: "The purge of Creighton's supporters has been completed. What should we do next?"

"Block news."

Caesar Nelson said in a deep voice.

There are Rothschild family members all over the world, including a large number of people who support Creighton. This is destined to be a long-term purge.

But what worries Caesar Nelson the most is that he is not sure whether Davitch can make Clayton crash. If it fails, the entire plan will fall short.

"Understood."

The man walked out of the study.

Looking at the blood dripping in the study, Caesar Nelson frowned secretly. He never thought that one day he could help seize power, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who called him Edavich's mother? Besides, he had no son.

In just half an hour, all the corpses at the Rothschild Manor were packed up, hauled in trucks to the incinerator, and destroyed collectively.

At dawn, London is still London, and Rothschild Manor is still the same, as if what happened last night never happened.

However!

There is no airtight wall under the sky.

After Prince William returned to the palace, someone reported to him that he heard gunshots at the Rothschild Manor last night.

"Are you sure it was a gunshot?"

Prince William lowered his voice.

He didn't even take any action. Could it be that someone couldn't hold it any longer?

Yes!

He is also preparing to liquidate the Rothschild family!

Because of the leak of the handle photos, he felt the need to conduct a purge as a blow to Clayton.

However, before he took action, someone took the first step, which surprised Prince William.

"I'm sure it was gunfire, and there's a recording."

The man took out his cell phone and played a recording. After listening carefully, Prince William confirmed that it was a gunshot.

And it wasn't just one gunshot, but multiple gunshots in succession, which showed that something must have gone wrong with the Rothschild family last night.

"Let's dig deeper and find out what happened last night."

"I'll go now."

"Go ahead."

Looking at the departing figure, Prince William frowned secretly, thinking about something, and then walked to his office.

…

And on the other side.

7000 meters above the Atlantic Ocean.

A private plane was slowly lowering its altitude. Clayton rested all night. After enjoying breakfast, he called the flight attendant and asked: "How long will it take to reach Life Island?"

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"We are now in the Bermuda area and are expected to arrive at Life Island in two hours."

the flight attendant responded.

"Two hours." Clayton thought for a while, looked at the steward up and down, and then he said: "Go take a shower."

"good."

The steward naturally understood what it meant.

However, it was clear that Clayton would not end there, and signaled to the two flight attendants on the side: "You guys will go too."

"OK."

"We'll go right away."

In this private jet, Clayton is the absolute king. No matter what the request is, they can only satisfy it.

After giving the instructions, Clayton picked up the phone and called Caesar Nelson.

"Dududu——"

After a moment of waiting, the call was connected.

"What are the instructions from the clan leader?"

Caesar Nelson's tone was as usual, without revealing any flaws.

Clayton always felt uneasy and asked, "Was there anything unusual last night?"

"Everything is the same as before."

Caesar Nelson responded.

After getting the answer, Clayton asked a few more questions at will. Caesar Nelson answered them as usual. Out of trust in Caesar Nelson, Clayton then hung up the phone and found nothing unusual.

Caesar Nelson, who was far away in Britain, looked at the call record, thoughtfully. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

at the same time.

Island of life.

Underneath the peaceful, cloudless island, there are corpses strewn everywhere, many of them cold corpses wearing camouflage military uniforms.

Another wave of teams wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying firearms were skillfully transporting the corpses away and stacking them in an empty room underground.

In the control room of the island, a white man with a beard strode into the room. He looked at the black man who was watching the surveillance in the distance and reported: "The mission went smoothly. Life Island is under our complete control."

"Prepare the anti-aircraft guns, he is coming." The black man did not look back, but gave a cold order.

"receive."

The white man nodded slightly and retreated.

Perhaps they had never thought that the brothers who had been drinking, eating meat and playing with women together a few days ago actually wanted to kill each other last night.

The black commander did not expect that even though they had beheaded most of the people, a fierce gunfight still broke out, resulting in less than 70 soldiers left in the island garrison.

"I have no choice, and my life is inferior to others."

The black commander muttered to himself, watching the anti-aircraft guns on the monitor turn around and start.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and when the Creighton plane appeared over Life Island, the ground garrison troops hurriedly communicated with the radio.

"The target has appeared!"

"The target has appeared!"

"Please instruct!"

"Shoot it down!"

"Repeat it, shoot it down directly!"

"Understood!"

"Aiming!"

"It is descending in altitude!"

"Locked!"

"Into the shooting range!"

"Fire!"

When the word "fire" was spoken, there was a burst of "thump thump" sounds, and shells formed a dense capture net and shot towards the plane in the sky.

"Boom--"

The left wing of the plane was hit.

The sudden violent turbulence made Clayton panic instantly, and also made the flight attendant beside him scream. The former did not care about putting on clothes and hurriedly shouted: "What happened?"

Without waiting for others to answer, several explosions tore the plane apart.

In the last fragment of his life, Clayton saw anti-aircraft shells that were bigger than his head and the flames that engulfed him.

"Caesar Nelson, you betrayed me..."

The last moment seemed to slow down countless times. Clayton instantly figured out who attacked the plane, but at this moment he was powerless to resist and let his consciousness disappear.

Just a round of anti-aircraft shells intercepted, and the plane from Britain crashed in the waters of Life Island.

The wreckage touched the sea surface and ignited a sky-high explosion.

Maybe many people think that water is soft, but in fact they have been deceived by movies and TV dramas.

If you are at a height of three meters, it can be soft, but if you are at a height of thirty meters, it is no different from the concrete floor.

Even professional divers dare not dive into the water with their backs, they can only cut the surface of the water a little bit, because if they dive into the water with their backs, they will definitely cause irreversible internal injuries.

The troops on the island watched the flames go out, and the black commander fumbled for his phone, then called Caesar Nelson.

"It's done, there's no chance of survival."

"Well done."

Caesar Nelson first praised, then reminded: "Thank you for your hard work, I hope you can keep this secret in your stomach forever."

"We will."

The black commander promised.

"I believe you will." When Caesar Nelson said this, his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

Just half an hour after the call was hung up, before everyone in the island garrison and the island base could react, an intercontinental missile with a speed of up to Mach 23 exploded on Life Island like thunder from the sky.

After one, another ground-penetrating missile, this former small island was instantly razed to the ground, and even a huge pit was blown out.

Caesar Nelson, who was far away in the Rothschild Manor, shook his red wine glass and said calmly: "Only the dead can keep secrets forever, Nathan, this is my last lesson for you."