I’m Someone Else

Chapter 127

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.

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

kill Johnson

can go to hell

over and snapped Fordan’s

their jackets and wrapped them around their heads. Once again, his knife glinted in

a corner of the bed. They

came down to it, they were pitiful ones who were forced into

and these two women had nothing to do with Dominic’s death, so he didn’t think it was right

Oh, well. Forget it!

to stay alive, act like you didn’t see what had just happened. Got it?” Thomas threatened

been far too terrifying for them. They thought they 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 in

been alive and breathing just moments ago,

was completely out of sight, the women grabbed their clothes and got dressed in a

full well what Thomas meant—if they wanted to stay alive, they were not

Irieson. Tristan was the strategist and was on the verge of figuring out that Thomas was

stayed in a private park on the outskirts of the city. The

like a haven away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This Tristan Zeal sure knows

and inhaled deeply before

injuries he sustained from the car 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 tears only welled up

he walked toward the villa within

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