The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 442

A chorus of mercenaries erupted in a thunderous roar, their voices reverberating through the vast expanse of the bustling casino, shaking the very foundations and lingering in the air long after.

Josef, Sharvin, Eden, Reign, Xander, and the others all exchanged frowns, their eyes swiftly fixating on the commanding presence of Mr. Payne.

This man looked like a rugged hero with a solid and imposing physique. His smile was warm and inviting, giving off an air of approachability. Despite his formidable presence, he had a gentle and kind demeanor that made him appear harmless to

both man and beast.

But to the four sword-wielding Generals, Fletcher, and all the mercenaries present, his presence ignited an intense enthusiasm of admiration in their eyes.

“Mr. Payne? Isn’t he Buckminster, the fish merchant?”

“Buckminster, the respected fish merchant, known for his charitable acts and support for impoverished students in Flensburg City. He was hailed as benevolent, but little did anyone know that his true identity held such surprises.”

“My word, this man sure knows how to keep his secrets hidden deep. Is he the cunning mastermind behind all of this?”

“On the surface, he presents himself as a noble benefactor, a philanthropist with a warm smile. But deep down, he harbors the heart of a demon. This man is truly fearsome, a perfect example of a smiling predator”

The bosses acquainted with Mr. Payne were taken aback, their faces filled with terror as they gazed upon Buckminster.

In particular, the affluent business people in Flensburg City were left speechless, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Buckminster, a prominent figure in Flensburg City, was known for his thriving businesses and philanthropic activities. He generously supported underprivileged students and provided shelters for orphans and people experiencing homelessness. earning him the reputation of a revered benefactor. His impact on the community was such that several schools erected statues in his honor, forever commemorating his remarkable contributions.

In a recent TV interview, the young students of Flensburg City idolized Buckminster, looking up to him as their role model. They expressed their aspirations to follow in his footsteps, dedicating themselves to philanthropy and positively impacting society as he did.

No one could have ever imagined that Buckminster would be the person he turned out to be.

“Yet another Robert!”

Reign’s expression turned grim as she laid eyes on Buckminster.

Seeing Buckminster, she couldn’t help but recall the likeness of Robert.

The difference was in how thoroughly he had disguised himself.

BANG!

bound tightly, was unceremoniously tossed to the ground, landing right at the feet

confronted Buckminster. shouting. “You dirty son of a gun, Buckminster! The Zabel family has been good to you. Why would you

because you folks happened to be

you’re gonna take our

“You bet!”

dirty scoundrel, I’m gonna make you

erupted like a raging storm, his forehead veins pulsating

the effect of the intoxicating fragrance that left him weak and defenseless, allowing Fletcher to claim victory over him.

his blazing fury; his Internal Strength surged like wildfire. The

celestial warrior, delivering a devastating blow to his back that sent him sprawling and coughing up blood. His Internal Strength shattered, leaving him gasping for

a slimy reptile, thinking it can make a fuss in front of our Mr. Payne. Well, you’re playing with fire!” Fletcher

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a cold tone

with fury as he confronted Buckminster. “You sneaky son of a gun, how did you smuggle in all these mercenaries without anyone catching on? And

all gone, and now every soul on this ship answers

filthy bastard!” Seward seethed with even greater fury, determined

narrowed with cold determination as he unleashed a

force that blood gushed from his seven

and said.

contemptuously as if discarding a worthless object. He sneered, “A seven-star General, huh? Just a worthless piece of trash! In my hands, you’re no better than a

shot a contemptuous look at Fletcher, his eyes brimming

General, no match for the

not been for the intoxicating fragrance that had been used on Seward, Fletcher would have been no match for him, easily crushed by a single

an arrogant upstart who thought too highly of himself.

continue his pretentious act, using it to instill fear in the

as he had expected, when Fletcher confronted Seward, the faces of Josef, Eden, Sharvin,

of the Zabel family, was a force to be reckoned with. His formidable strength and unmatched skills made him a true military genius,

in a pitiful state, like a

as day how mighty Fletcher

of trouble now,” Sharvin whispered in

would have allowed Eden to make a daring escape earlier and then strategized their way

territory, we find ourselves trapped, like cornered prey with

his gaze fixated on the surroundings, carefully assessing the situation.