I’m Someone Else

But isn’t Thomas the enemy of our family? So, why would Dad want to give him a gift on his special day? Reuben couldn’t understand what his father was actually getting at as he expressed his dissatisfaction, grumbling, “Dad, don’t tell me you actually want to seek peace with Thomas! Have you forgotten that he was the one who had severely injured Gunnar?!”

“What the hell do you know?!” Abel glared at his son and added, “I will give him a coffin on the day he holds the Clifford Family’s founding ceremony!”

“I see! So, that’s what it is! Excellent idea, Dad!” Reuben smiled, finally apprehending what his father meant at last. There’s no doubt it will spoil Thomas’ good mood if he sees the coffin on his special day!

“I will have it arranged right away, then!” Reuben got up and left to instruct someone to get the things ready.

“Thomas, one year is too long for me! I’m sorry, but I fear I can’t wait any longer, for I wish for your death, here and now!” A bloodthirsty gleam flashed across Abel’s eyes as he spoke. He had initially planned to kill Thomas to avenge the insult he had hurled at the Flynns in the Ancient Martial Arts Family Ranking Competition, which would take place a year later. Nonetheless, the more he thought about it, the more he lost his confidence. Thomas is only 25 years old, yet he already possesses such terrifying strength. I couldn’t even kill him with a single punch the other day. If I allow him to nurture his strength, he will certainly be a thorn in my side, especially after he boldly stated that he would massacre the Flynn Family a year later at the Travis Residence that day. That is precisely why I can’t help but feel unprecedented pressure to eliminate him once and for all. There is no way an ordinary 25-year-old young man can possess such a regal aura. Given such circumstances, I shall act first and kill him while he has yet to grow into his power!

After a few minutes, Reuben walked in and reported with a grin on his face, “Dad, I have passed the order to Jax. He will have someone deliver the coffin to Thomas on the day he holds the ceremony. Also, the four important guests have arrived.”

“Well, don’t just stand there! Hurry up and bring them in!” Then, Abel swiftly rose to his feet and looked in the front door’s direction.

Reuben turned around and rushed out. A minute later, he entered with four men whose faces were full of scars. It was so ghastly that not even one part of these men’s faces was in good condition. Their appearances were so menacing that it would make a child weep in terror if they saw their faces. Furthermore, the four of them exuded a murderous aura. Coupled with their grisly looks, they actually sent a chill down one’s spine.

“Gentlemen, I have heard a great deal about you. Please take a seat!” Abel greeted them with a professional smile.

four sat on the couch while Reuben

the four asked, “Old Mr. Flynn, what is your purpose

stack of documents that he had long prepared for this meeting

guy named Thomas Clifford?” Since they were well aware of the Flynn Family’s strength, they firmly believed that no one in Capitalis dared to pick on the bunch of crazies. Not to mention, the Flynn Family had the hidden sect as their backer. It could be said that the

These four are highly influential in their field. They are famous for making a living by helping their clients hunt down and kill their enemies. Although they

upon hearing his confirmation. Since Abel was the one who reached out to them, they honestly weren’t interested in probing further as to why the Flynns

Mr. Flynn. We agree to take this mission, but what are

you need to kill

looked at each other. “Three days

pay attention to Thomas’ connections. Kyrie, Quincy, John, and Samuel; each of them is a bad*ss! If they ever find out that I have sent someone to assassinate Thomas, they

Old Mr. Flynn. We have always

Abel slapped his thigh, feeling satisfied with the answer. Then, he took out a pin-protected bank card and slid it in front of the four men. The card held 1 billion Droylers and not a penny less. Frankly,

they were dealing with Abel, they didn’t bother beating around the bush and charged him 1.6 billion. Even so, this amount was simply a drop in the ocean for the Flynn Family. The

their faces while executing their mission. Among them, the ancient martial arts skill of the weakest member was Yellow Tier Eight, whereas the strongest had

commit all manner of crimes like assassination, poisoning, and instigating car crashes just so they could get the job