Pontius heard someone entering the room and began bellowing at the person before he even saw who it was. He had assumed the only person who could’ve barged into his room right now had to be one of his men.

F*cking hell! Why the f*ck does he think he can work for me when he can’t even read the room? Are you f*cking blind?! How dare you disturb me at a time like this! Piss me off, and I’ll blow your head off!

Alas, Thomas wasn’t Pontius’ subordinate, so he wouldn’t do as Pontius said.

Crash!

He didn’t bother wasting his words on Pontius and instead grabbed the flowerpot by the door to throw it at Pontius.

Pontius, who was kneeling on the bed, was completely caught off guard. The pot hit him right in the head, and he began to bleed.

“Pontius!” Fordan Lockwood, the fourth member of Minacia Oito, immediately exclaimed in shock. What kind of men do you have working with you? Not only did he barge into his boss’ room, but even after getting chewed out for it, he had the guts to toss a pot at your head! Is he trying to get himself killed?

“What the f*ck?! I’m going to kill you!”

Enraged, Pontius turned to look for his clothes. He kept a gun in his pocket and wanted to kill the person who had the nerve to throw a pot at him. You’ve got a f*cking death wish!

However, before Pontius found his clothes, Thomas rushed over and clutched his throat. He pressed Pontius down on the bed and squeezed his hand. A loud crack rang out as Pontius’ neck snapped.

Alas, Pontius died without knowing who killed him. Even if he had the chance to enter one of the other members’ dreams and ask to be avenged, he had no name to give.

the time Fordan could react, Pontius was already dead. Fordan cast his murderous gaze at the assailant only to realize it was Thomas. Isn’t he the one Tristan thinks is the prime suspect for the killer? Tristan’s right.

kill Johnson

go to hell and ask

marched over and snapped Fordan’s neck

wrapped them around their heads. Once again, his knife glinted in the air as he took their

of the bed. They trembled as they hid under

of sympathy. When it came down to it, they

kill, he got who he wanted, and these two women had nothing to do with Dominic’s death, so he

Oh, well. Forget it!

you didn’t see what had just happened. Got it?” Thomas threatened before leaving the villa with the

were just going to please a couple of wealthy men and earn some money. Never in their wildest dreams would they think they get caught up

breathing just moments ago, were now

women grabbed their

wanted to stay alive, they were not to

the third member of Minacia Oito Irieson. Tristan was the strategist and was on the verge of figuring out that Thomas was behind the killings. Given a bit more time, he would most likely be able to confirm that Thomas was indeed

of the city. The place was even more lavish than

the place, those who came to the park would feel a sense of serenity. It was like a haven away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This Tristan Zeal sure knows how to enjoy

car, lit up a cigarette, and inhaled deeply

explosion, and now he had a couple of extra stab wounds. Naturally, he was still in pain. Anyone else would be sobbing from the pain right now, but he didn’t. He would never cry over something as inconsequential as physical pain. His

continued smoking his cigarette as he walked toward the villa

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