"How did you come so far, Uncle?"

There is a full ten kilometers distance between Malabar Hill and the mansion of the Lanaut family. It is a high-end residential area and is famous for its hanging gardens.

Amir, who has always been plain, said loudly:

"Didn't I say that you are not allowed to go out tonight?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Amir, your loyal Amiteba failed to follow your instructions."

"I don't blame Uncle Amiteba, but it's so late, what the hell are you doing there?"

"It was Miss Venia and Miss Maggie's instructions. Because they couldn't attend the birthday party of their classmates, they sent me there to apologize to their classmates face to face, and stay to provide services for their classmates." Ami Teba's tone seemed to be coaxing a child, and he didn't take going out alone as a serious matter at all.

"Uncle!" Amir was extremely worried about Uncle Amitaba who still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Yu Qingxue sent jackals to bite off Amir's throat. According to Amir's understanding of Yu Qingxue, she must have known her weakness. This old slave who has been taking care of Amir since she was a child is also one of Amir's weaknesses.

"Come back, uncle, I ordered you to go home, don't you listen to me? It's dangerous outside!"

"Miss, you still make too much fuss about the security of Mumbai. It is indeed irrational for women to go out alone, but I am a Sikh man, so it doesn't matter."

"No, uncle, listen to me, there are a group of assassins outside who may attack me at any time. For me, uncle, you are also one of my weaknesses. I can't let uncle outside alone, it's too dangerous!" Amir's voice that was originally full of anger has now turned into pleading, "Please come back, Uncle Amitaba, I don't want people around me to die, especially you, Uncle Amitaba!"

"Someone wants to kill Miss Emil?!" Amir was impatient for a moment, forgetting Uncle Amiteba's character, "Although I am almost 50 years old, I was once considered a seasoned mercenary. If anyone in Mumbai dares to harm the eldest lady, I will let their corpses sink in the Arabian Sea!"

Instead of her advice having worked, it had the opposite effect.

The kind Amiteba is a lion.

Volume [-]#Chapter [-] The principle of servants

Amitaba hung up the phone, and when Amir asked Amitaba not to go out at night with a serious face, Amitaba had already guessed about it.

After all, Amir has never been so abnormal in the past. Although the security situation in Mumbai city and the suburbs is completely different, as long as you don’t go to the suburbs, you can almost guarantee safety. When he was a child, Amir would often go out quietly.

"Miss, it's okay, I will never die until you are happy."

Amitaba is driving a Mercedes-Benz. Recently, based on Amir's subtle expression changes, Amitaba modified the Mercedes-Benz on his own initiative and welded bulletproof steel plates. Even the side glass left only a small gap. small gaps.

Even if it is a 360-degree all-round shooting without dead ends, it may not hurt the people in the car. On the co-driver of Amiteba, there is an AWM sniper rifle.

"I really miss you, miss..."

Amitaba couldn't help but recall the day many years ago when Amir walked up to him as a servant:

"Uncle Amiteba, I want to become stronger, can you teach me how to shoot?"

Originally, Amiteba refused. Whose daughter would learn to use a sniper rifle?

Later, he still couldn't resist Amir's begging. In his eyes, Amir would definitely give up soon. However, what he didn't expect was that Amir was always very serious and talented, and possessed a concentration far beyond that of children of the same age. .

In three days, Amir learned to snipe. Even on the battlefield, her sniper hit rate can definitely be regarded as a top existence.

"Miss, you have passed the test, with ten shots and a total of 98 rings."

"It's all taught well by my uncle." Amir smiled brightly.

"But on the battlefield, is the sniper rifle going to hit moving creatures?"

Emil nodded.

First, it hit the drone with irregular movement, and it could hit the target accurately almost every time, and then it was a moving target, which was also successful.

The only failure is when Amiteba takes Amir to the hunting grounds, when Amir's father, Jamshidji, is there, and the deer is grazing, and Amir makes a mistake.

"It's just a girl after all."

Jamshidji said.

But Amiteba saw that Amir adjusted all the parameters of the sniper rifle to almost perfect, and accurately calculated the wind speed, breathing, pitch angle, temperature, humidity and distance with complex formulas...

It was supposed to hit, but Amir deliberately raised the muzzle of the gun to make the bullet shoot crookedly.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Amiteba, but I'm still too weak."

"No, child, you are strong, but most people always mistake strength for weakness, and kindness for cowardice."

The sniper rifle used by Amir in training in the past is the AWM that is now placed on the co-pilot. Amitaba is not her rich father and cannot leave her any relics, but if she accidentally misses, Amitaba thinks that Amir When the lady sees this AWM, she must have the courage to say "no" to the man she doesn't like.

The Malabar Hills were getting closer and closer, and the luxurious residential areas were luxurious.

Viniya and Maggie asked Amitaba to apologize in person, and asked Amitaba to kowtow to their classmates in person, serving their classmates like the lowest servants. They knew that Amitaba would do this Yes, Amiteba is also very clear about the thoughts of Venia and Maggie.

—Look, how obedient our servants are!

People who raise dogs always share their dog training experience with each other, and the most obedient dog among them can also win honor in the face of the owner.

Apologizing in person is just a pretense.

They need to satisfy their own vanity, and at the same time hope to hurt their sister who loves them.

"Obviously similar blood flows, but why do they have completely different personalities?"

Amir is a saint who helps the world, but her two younger sisters are vain and hypocritical. When they call "Uncle Amiteba" affectionately, they are always mixed with contempt from above, as if they are looking at different species.

finally reached.

British-style buildings, luxurious private swimming pools, and neatly built hedge mazes are reflected in the muddy pupils of the old housekeeper. Many people in I country like to call the extravagance that does not belong to them "rising", and Amiteba is often ashamed of it.

"Hello, I am a servant sent by the Lanault family. Maggie Lanault and Viniya Lanault, who were supposed to be present today, were unable to attend the appointment. Therefore, I will personally come to the door to apologize. This is my family. A little thought from the two ladies."

The dark-skinned guard glanced at Amitaba, accepted five 2000 rubles in a calm manner, and made way for Amitaba.

"Thank you."

"go in"

The guard puffed out his chest, as if the owner of this luxurious English-style villa was his private property.

Inside the thorn-style fence, there is a tidy courtyard and a bright lobby. There is a bonsai near the spacious garage, and a Lamborghini is parked inside. The tires are developed by Zenises in Dubai. People in the slums may not be able to create one in their entire lives. The value of tiny Lamborghini tires.

While lamenting the wealth of this family, Amitaba turned his head, thinking that if this place suddenly becomes a battlefield, where would the enemy hide and attack?

As a former mercenary, at least at this time, Amitaba did not feel the danger. Maybe the lady was just worrying too much. Amitaba never thought that he was the weakness of Miss Amir. His combat experience Rich, once walked out alive in the Sahara desert.

Now in Mumbai, how can it be possible to fall into the sand?

"Are you the servant of Venia and Maggie's family?"

Just as he was thinking, a girl with a Cockney accent and a lady-like appearance in an evening gown broke into Amiteba's field of vision.

"Are you a Punjabi?"

"Viniya and Maggie didn't come to my birthday dinner. As a servant, you humiliated me as a Punjabi. Is it intentional or intentional?"

asked the proud girl.

"No, it's easy to tell where someone is from when you listen to them. In Punjabi dialect, when you say 'fuck', the accent falls on the word 'he'. In Gujarati dialect, the accent falls on the word 'ma'. In Mumbai dialect Then you will mistakenly say 'he' as 'special', from your spoken English just now, I can tell that you are from Punjab, and I am the same, I am also a Punjabi."

As soon as Amitba finished speaking, he was slapped severely.

"Your Majesty!"

"Son, I am a Sikh, and there is no caste system in my values, so I will not kneel at will, and I will not kneel down to make another respectable lady in my family sad."

"You are a dog raised by Vinia and Maggie!"

"I am in an employment relationship with the Lanault family, not a dog. Even if I can kneel on my knees, it is not for them."

Amiteba stuffed the gift box tied with a ribbon into the girl's hand:

"I want to tell you that there is no shame in being born in Punjab, it is shameful to have contempt for one's homeland."

The little girl in evening dress glared at Amiteba.

"Okay, kid, I should go. I wish you a happy birthday. According to the original plan, I was supposed to stay and serve you until the birthday dinner is over, but my principles don't allow me to stay."

If there were enemies, this birthday dinner would turn into a death anniversary dinner.

Through the gate behind the girl, Amiteba saw many children sitting in the hall. His principles do not allow innocent people to be hurt for their own reasons.

Volume [-]# Chapter [-] India Gate Shooting Incident

India Gate was the site of a terrorist attack in August 2003 when a bomb exploded in a taxi parked nearby.

In November 2008, there was a series of terrorist attacks in Mumbai, killing at least 11 people and injuring 164 people. Many terrorists used grenades and AK-308 to shoot at ordinary people, and natural gas pipes also exploded. .

Amiteba clearly remembers what happened on November 2008, 11. At that time, he was Jamshidji's bodyguard, and he was behind Lord Jamshidji and Mrs. Pushpa. This sweet and loving couple The husband and wife are still in love, and Mrs. Pushpa is holding the little hand of Emil, who is only five years old.

It's a pity that the weather is unpredictable.

The indiscriminate attack of the terrorists hit Mrs. Pushpa in the heart, and soon she fell into a pool of blood. Jamshidji cried out in grief, but when faced with the black muzzle of the gun, he immediately turned and died. Run, forgetting about his five-year-old daughter Emil.

He does love his daughter very much, but he loves himself more. Most men know that when a woman dies, she can be found again, when a child dies, she can be recreated, and when she dies, she will be gone.

This is Amir's father, Jamshidji who was once the richest man in Asia.

"Amitabha, save my daughter!"

Mrs. Pushpa clutched her heart, murmured with slack eyes:

Facing the terrorists who were eager to look at them, Amitaba used the crowd as a cover, took out a pistol and killed the two terrorists at a very fast speed, and fled the scene with Amir. Amir's mother stayed behind forever. The site near the India Gate was reduced to one figure among the 164 deaths on Wikipedia.

"Gate of India..."

Now when Amiteba drives here again, all the memories seem to return to the past. Amir's mother is very beautiful, and her facial features are exactly like the heroine Vivien Leigh in "Gone with the Wind", but the bullet will not Detour because people are beautiful or kind.

Just as he was about to return to the mansion with 27 floors, Amitaba suddenly noticed a flash of light in front of him.

The location seems to have been stabbed from near the India Gate.

"Sure enough, someone wants to assassinate you, Miss Amir."

Amitaba slammed the steering wheel, and the body covered with bulletproof steel plates turned immediately, making a beautiful 180-degree drift, and then the sound of the bullet hitting the steel plate came to Amitaba's ears, the impact of the bullet The force shocked the entire body.

"Come on, as long as you kill you, Miss Amir will be safe!"

Amitaba estimated the enemy's position based on the direction of the bullet just now, and at the same time looked around in all directions with his peripheral vision. After years of experience on the battlefield, he can always accurately find out the ambush locations that the enemy thinks are almost perfect.

Already in his 50s, he usually does not neglect to exercise. He got off the car with the AWM sniper rifle of the co-driver in his hand, and hid behind the Mercedes-Benz car as a cover.

--boom!

Without any warning, he fired a pistol behind himself twice without turning his head. Two masked men standing less than 100 meters behind him with automatic rifles fell to the ground.

Since 2008, the long-lost peace in India Gate was broken, and shooting incidents took place again.

"Near the Gate of India, the number of enemies is unknown. Ask for support, and don't call the police. I will kill all these villains who dared to assassinate Miss Amir here."

Amitabh called the rest of the bodyguards in the villa. In less than 3 minutes, a private mercenary force dedicated to the Ranaut family had already set off. The Ranaut family’s mansion was less than one hour away from the India Gate. kilometer.

Now, this victory only needs to be held to win.

The AWM sniper rifle has aimed at the specific location of the enemy. Amitaba did not choose to open the mirror, which would expose a lot of information about himself. However, once the enemy shows up, even a black spot one kilometer away, Amitaba can quickly capture it. .

Another shot.

The assassin standing on the top of the India Gate fell to the ground from a height of 26 meters, and his head was broken.

……

……

"I didn't expect the old housekeeper of Amir's family to be so strong."

In a five-star hotel five kilometers away, several maids were sitting on the bed, and their laptops recorded everything that happened just now.

"If we were to fight against this old man, we would not be able to retreat completely. Fortunately, we obeyed our wife's instructions, otherwise it would be too terrifying..."

A girl who looked a bit submissive pushed up her glasses.

"Trojan horse, don't be humble. We recognize your sniper skills. Even our master said that your sniper skills surpassed Amir's."

"I'm not humble, I'm really not as strong as that old grandpa..."

Before that, Yu Qingxue only knew that Amir's family was the Lanaud family, the richest man in Asia in the past, but she didn't know that there was such a master in the Lanaud family.

"Hei Dao, how does it compare with the famous Tokyo Godmother in the past? I remember that the Tokyo Godmother Fumiko Tsukiyuki was able to single-handedly use a dual-wielding submachine gun to bring down a violent gang."

"Tokyo Godmother's killing method is too cruel, and she is good at killing someone by surprise. In fact, her combat ability is not very strong."

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