I’m Someone Else

“You…” The man parted his lips, attempting to speak, only to find that all he could say was ‘you’ before he lost all strength to say the rest of his words.

Meanwhile, Thomas casually walked past him without even glancing at the man.

The man stood there dumbfounded as if he had been struck at an acupoint, his gaze gradually dimming.

Thomas acted with breakneck speed. He had swiftly stabbed a paring knife into the man’s acupoint just as the latter was about to pull the trigger. This acupoint not only immobilized him but also caused him to meet an untimely death!

The man was doomed, for all that awaited him was death! A silent death at that, standing rooted on the spot!

A few minutes later, the eight men approached the man and said to him, “Boss, things aren’t looking good. Thomas Clifford is too cunning. He got away!”

At the same time, they were puzzled. Didn’t our boss stay behind instead of following us to prevent any unforeseen circumstances? This place is the only way in and out of the market. Technically speaking, Boss should’ve intercepted Clifford here. After all, he’s the strongest among us. Could it be that even he couldn’t stop Clifford? That’s impossible, though!

Alas, how could the man reply to them anymore? He merely stood there, motionless.

“Boss? W-What’s wrong?

The next second, blood flowed out of the man’s mouth and nose, then all his facial orifices.

“What he f*ck?!”

The eight men took a step back in unison, stunned by what they were witnessing.

What happened to their boss? Upon closer inspection, they noticed a dagger sticking out of their leader’s waist. It was just a dagger, and although there was bleeding from his side, it couldn’t explain the blood flowing from his facial orifices.

At that, they checked his pupils and found out their leader had already died.

Thump!

The man’s body dropped to the ground.

The eight men gasped in shock. It was simply too bizarre. Not only had they failed to besiege Thomas, but their leader even died inexplicably. They didn’t dare hesitate and quickly lifted their boss’ body and left. If someone discovered that someone had died here, especially in a crowded place like the market, it would undoubtedly cause a commotion.

At this point, Thomas and Olivia had returned to Northpine Villa. This was the best outcome, and Olivia wasn’t alarmed.

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echoed. “Mr. Xolmor is

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took o step forword. He corefully recollected the events of

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in feor. Sh*t, we’re

simply acted too quickly. Not only was the man unable to react in

finger from pulling the trigger, causing his blood to flow backward, resulting in

the eight men who tried to besiege him. The man was born great but died

the eight men stood in a row with their

any of you tell me what the

into Quincy Hofstead when they were about to kill a defenseless woman, and now, not only have they failed to besiege

guys! If you eight can’t explain what the hell happened today, then you might as well not live anymore. Go and join your leader in

mute?!” The butler echoed. “Mr. Xalmar is asking

you see

at each other, and finally, one of them took a step forward. He carefully recollected the events of the day

sneered after listening to his explanation, stood up, and delivered a resounding slap to

dagger stabbed in the waist… Explain to me

had a heart attack?

didn’t lie, nor did he say anything wrong. As for why their boss suddenly bled from his

trembled in fear. Sh*t, we’re doomed. Mr. Xalmar is pissed. We’re

for meny yeers, end they were well ewere of his cruelty. Whenever Kirk got engry, someone hed to die. Now, they were in

Xelmer?!” The butler frowned engrily. It might look like he wes scolding them, but the eight of them knew thet the butler wes trying to seve their lives. If they continued to

the butler end scurried out of the mension, efreid thet Kirk would kill

the butler poured e gless of weter end hended it to Kirk. “Pleese heve some