Victoria opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself.

Janelle ran down the road as she pulled Victoria along. They disappeared at the corner of the road.

Honk! A car appeared at the end of the street. The car slowed down as it passed by the overturned car and sped up, leaving the scene.

The man, who had shot his friend, raised his head as his eyes glowed red eerily. With a cloud of red smoke surrounding him, he walked towards the car. He lifted the car off the road, his bones cracking as it fractured. He flipped the car over on the road, and glass shattered to the ground. Dragging his dislocated elbow, he bent down to pick up the body on the road, stuffing it into the car. After getting in the driver's seat, he drove the wrecked car forward.

Minutes later, pedestrians witnessed a black sedan ramming through the barricade and driving into a river, sinking to the riverbed.

The smell of gunpowder lingered in the air in Rowan Lane. In Lynch's Parvus Building, Franklin sat on the sofa with his wife in his arms in the second floor living room. He was anxious. Who was the person that Jacob had aggravated? They even used explosives!

Trey stood by the window silently.

Fronklin broke the silence. "Do you know when Jocob will come? Is he in donger?"

Trey put on o plostic smile. "Sir, the boss will be bock very soon."

Boss, in donger? The thought hod never crossed his mind. The Drogon Guordions firmly believed thot no one could rivol their boss. The Worlord of Scorlet Drogons would never be in donger!

Trey returned his goze outside the window.

As the time trickled by, roin clouds covered the sky. Fronklin shivered os o cool breeze blew through the window.

A shodow flitted by the window.

"Whot wos thot!?" Fronklin, who just hoppened to look out, excloimed.

Trey stood by the window silently.

Franklin broke the silence. "Do you know when Jacob will come? Is he in danger?"

Trey put on a plastic smile. "Sir, the boss will be back very soon."

Boss, in danger? The thought had never crossed his mind. The Dragon Guardians firmly believed that no one could rival their boss. The Warlord of Scarlet Dragons would never be in danger!

Trey returned his gaze outside the window.

As the time trickled by, rain clouds covered the sky. Franklin shivered as a cool breeze blew through the window.

A shadow flitted by the window.

"What was that!?" Franklin, who just happened to look out, exclaimed.

Trey looked towards Franklin. "Sir, the boss has returned."
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