BLACK ORDER

"Get him down."

The GIA leader's voice remained steady. Even though one of his agents had just been taken out effortlessly, he showed no visible reaction.

The second agent moved without hesitation, attacking in silence.

But

"Apologies, sir, but you are in my way."

The butler shifted slightly, dodging the agent's punch with effortless precision.

In one smooth motion

He swept his foot low, catching the agent's leg and knocking him off balance.

The agent stumbled

And before he could react, the butler delivered a clean, elegant kick to the back of his head.

Thud.

A muffled groan then silence.

The agent collapsed, unconscious.

Stillness.

The entire parking lot fell silent.

This old butler had made it all look so natural as if it were just an accident.

The GIA leader felt sweat on his back.

Even he wasn't confident he could take down his own elite agents this quickly and cleanly.