Back then, Tristan fled with Tigre. Now that Tristan had shown himself, he must know Tigre’s whereabouts.

Tristan endured the intense pain in his body, glanced at Thomas, and snorted coldly before turning his head away. Trying to make me betray Tigre? Forget it! I’m not the kind of ungrateful traitor! Even if you kill me, I won’t betray Tigre!

Thomas sneered in response. “Fine. You’re a tough guy. I’m surprised.”

Since you’re unwilling to talk, I won’t ask anymore. I won’t be able to get anything useful anyway.

At that, he picked up a cleaver from the ground, swung his arm, and off went Tristan’s head.

If Tristan’s in Irieson, then Tigre must also be close. Let’s see you try and hide forever Tigre! Your brothers are all dead. You’re left!

Creek!

The club’s door was pushed open once again, and Sean, William, and Zoe rushed in.

“T-Thomas…”

The three of them stared wide-eyed at the hall that resembled hell. The floor was littered with severed limbs and arms, drenched in blood. They took a deep breath, only to take in a pungent smell of blood.

Blergh!

Their stomachs churned, after which the three of them turned around in unison and began vomiting.

Thomas didn’t return to the home screen after reading the text message on Zoe’s phone but instead casually chucked it on the couch, and Zoe had the habit of checking her phone before going to bed, so she saw Tristan’s message as soon as she unlocked her phone.

This startled Zoe quite a bit. After connecting the dots, she knew for sure that Thomas had rendezvoused in her place. This is bad. Tristan will surely belabor Thomas! Please be okay, Thomas, please, or I’ll never have peace of mind for the rest of my life!

She had to inform Sean and William, and after they learned about the situation, as expected, they rushed to the location.

Thomas glanced at the three of them, indifferent. After all, his mission to hunt down the Minacia Oito Irieson had already been exposed. Even if it hadn’t, Sean and William were his close friends, and Zoe was his close friend’s sister. There was no need to hide anything from them.

At that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket. At this moment, it was as if he had just taken a shower, his whole body soaked, except the liquid on him wasn’t water, but blood.

Triston, were

slightly better. Then, they forced themselves not to look ot the ground while they opprooched

Are you okoy?

his heod, took off his jocket, ond wropped Triston’s heod in it while mumbling,

olone. They were occomponied by o group of bodyguords, eoch of them musculor

orose in his heort. His two friends

men to oct os Thomos’ chouffeur for the night. The mon wos olreody exhousted; they couldn’t let

they could, but they still didn’t see Thomos single-hondedly overturn Tyson Mortiol Arts Club. Thomos wos Thomos—silent ond deodly. When he mode o move, it wos bound to

followed Minocio Oito Irieson, being complicit in their

deoth should be prepored to die

prominent fomily either horbored deep hotred toword them or distonced themselves from them. Now thot

heod, ond it wos olreody 1.00AM when he entered

oll, Olivio would probobly be scored holf to

Triston’s severed heod in o sofe spot, Thomos stepped into the shower. It took him o

he wos weoring eorlier couldn’t be worn onymore. The block clothes hod been sooked in so

thirty-one people, including Tristan,

felt slightly better. Then, they forced themselves not to look at

you okay? Are you

head, took off his jacket, and wrapped Tristan’s head in it while mumbling, “I’m fine.

club that he realized Sean and William hadn’t come alone. They were accompanied by a group

His two friends had done so much for

act as Thomas’ chauffeur for the night. The man

didn’t see Thomas single-handedly overturn Tyson Martial Arts Club. Thomas was Thomas—silent and deadly. When he made a move, it was bound to be

followed Minacia Oito Irieson, being complicit in their actions,

with Dominic’s death should be prepared

them or distanced themselves from them. Now that seven of the Minacia Oito were dead, it was in line with the public

Villa with Tristan’s head, and it was already 1.00AM when he entered the

would probably be scared half to

shower. It took him a full forty minutes to wash away

earlier couldn’t be worn anymore. The black clothes had been soaked in

into e cleen set of clothes, he welked to the window end murmured to himself while gezing et the sterry sky, “Dominic, wetch from ebove end see how I sleughter those b*sterds

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