The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 444

The crowd, including Xander, Sybil, Reign, and the rest, were struck with shock and disbelief upon hearing Buckminster’s words, their faces contorting with a mix of surprise and concern.

Reign, in particular, grew deathly pale, her complexion resembling a sheet of paper as she trembled with shock and disbelief

Her fingers clenched onto the edge of Xander’s coat, her grip firm and desperate. “Mr. Zoran, what’s my next move?”

Approaching Buckminster to engage in a game would undoubtedly lead to an inevitable demise.

Avoiding participation in the game wouldn’t guarantee her escape from the imminent danger either.

There appeared to be no way out but death, regardless of her choices.

Xander’s gaze darkened, reflecting his inner conflict. He whispered, ‘Our current hiding place is secure for now. We’ll bide our time and observe the situation”

They found refuge behind a remarkably concealed hiding spot, with a formidable black iron mesh in front of them, effectively blocking their line of sight.

The perspective from where they hid afforded them a complete and unobstructed view of the events unfolding outside.

Yet, their presence remained elusive from an external perspective, concealed from view and beyond detection.

“Is Reign, or rather, Ms. Labenz, in attendance?”

Buckminster’s sharp eyes swept over the scene, searching for any sign of Reign, but came up empty. His gaze snapped toward Fletcher, a glimmer of concern flickering. “Did anyone slip away before we had this place surrounded?” Fletcher shook his head. “No one escaped.”

In a sudden revelation, his voice softened to a whispered tone. “However, it has come to my knowledge that Haylan, who accompanies Reign, is an exceptional individual with considerable strength, shrouded in an air of mystery.”

“Maybe that fella done made off with Reign.”

“No chance!” Buckminster shook his head in disbelief.

With a team of experts strategically positioned to block every avenue of escape, there was no sign of Reign and Haylan slipppang away.

Furthermore, he had just received word that Haylan had already departed from the casino with Christine before their intervention

In the midst of it all, Reign had vanished without a trace. She could either have slipped away on her own or be lurking somewhere nearby.

Their men had staked their claim and scoured every inch, leaving no stone unturned, but still, there was no trace of Reign to be found.

cloaked within the heart of the casino,

spoke, “If Ms. Labenz wants to play a game of hide and seek, well then. we’ll

those words, he reached out his hand,

quickly and swiftly passed the revolver to Buckminster.

fingers wrapped tightly around the grip, Buckminster leveled the gun at a figure in the crowd below and with a quick

BANG!

fatal shot to the forehead, collapsing onto

blood.

through the air, instantly capturing the attention of the startled onlookers. Buckminster’s eyes narrowed like a deadly weapon, but his face remained adorned with

refuse to reveal yourself, I shall take a

Labenz, we’ve got plenty of time. We can take our sweet

crept across his face as his voice boomed like thunder, resonating with an ear-splitting intensity, delivering his message with chilling accuracy into the

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of blood struck the onlookers with a jolt of terror,

countdown. Once every three minutes, we shall

an hourglass from an unseen source and promptly inverted it, placing it

see.

sand runs out, it’ll be three minutes. Ms. Labenz, if you’re hoping for someone else to take your place in death, keep hiding. Fletcher

the hourglass, the air thick with nervous tension as every

in a hidden corner, their countenance shifting abruptly. With a sudden surge of resolve, they sprang to their feet, ready to take action.

quickly grabbed Reign,

mask of smiles, was a man of unfathomable cunning. If Reign were to step out,

consequences.

to witness others sacrificing themselves

she had an icy exterior, Reign harbored a kind heart and loathed the idea of causing harm to others. Witnessing innocent lives lost on her

remain patient, emphasizing that if Fletcher and Buckminster were to claim more lives. As a result, it would be

endure the sight of sacrificing more lives for her

Whose life holds greater value, yours or theirs?” Xander’s voice carried a deep, somber

her eyes red as

they asking her to witness

find it herself to carry out such a cruel

your hesitation, but have you truly pondered the potential regrets? Is there anything left unfinished in your life?”

you have no regrets, I can let you face your fate. But if things are left unfinished, I suggest you swallow your pride, hide like a timid

expression alternating between shadows of

indecision.

life. Her father was yet to