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.

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

kill Johnson and

can go to hell and ask them

Fordan’s neck in half as

again, his knife glinted in the air as he took their

a corner of the bed. They

came down to

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

Oh, well. Forget it!

like you didn’t see what had just happened. Got

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

alive and breathing just moments ago, were now

out of sight, the women grabbed their clothes and got dressed in a panic before

wanted to stay alive, they were not to say a word of

find Tristan Zeal, 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

the outskirts of the city. The place was even more lavish

like a haven away from the hustle and

cigarette, and inhaled deeply before flexing his muscles a

Naturally, he was still in pain. Anyone else would be sobbing from the pain

smoking his cigarette as he walked toward the villa

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