Casper contemplated the situation. Disregarding the few people they had on hand, Casper could not guarantee that no others were hiding elsewhere as a backup. If Casper were to make any rash moves, he was not confident that he could handle the reprisal.

Besides, his allies were all unconscious and immobile. Casper feared for their safety, in any case.

Casper resolved to deal with the men who were in the back of the truck first. He would then proceed systematically to the two in the front.

Having made up his mind, Casper wrenched himself free and leaped up, throwing himself instantly onto the closest man. Casper had put his entire weight into the attack and pummeled the man unrelentingly. He held the firm belief that debased people, such as these organ traffickers, did not deserve mercy.

The man, caught off-guard, immediately crumpled to the ground in a lifeless heap.

The other three men in the back of the truck were left dumbfounded by Casper’s sudden assault. They had not imagined that one of their victims would still be conscious and eager to fight.

However, they quickly recovered their wits, seasoned by their constant exposure to danger and threats of death. “Get him!” The organ traffickers charged at Casper furiously.

Casper aimed a flying kick at one while simultaneously hurling his fists at another. As Casper’s calculated punch landed on his arm, the man heard the awful sound of bone shattering.

The man who Casper had kicked flew backward. However, he merely rubbed his belly and dashed forward once more.

Casper was outnumbered but did not look defeated. A casual observer would have assumed that it was all in a day’s work for him.

In fact, it was the three men who were struggling to deflect the blunt force of Casper’s blows. In desperation, one of the thugs whipped out a dagger and brandished it. Casper, however, had seen the cold gleam of the dagger’s blade out of the corner of his eye. With one smooth kick, Casper sent the dagger clattering into a corner on the ground.

Almost instantly, the thug in front of Casper fished out a pistol and pointed it directly at him.

Casper cursed inwardly. However, he flashed a bright smile at the thug and said pleasantly, “Let’s talk. There’s no need for such weapons.”

part of the

he countered, “We hadn’t intended to use the pistol. It was only because you suddenly woke up and

inferior quality,” Casper retorted, shrugging. “I didn’t want to wake up, either.

up again. It won’t do for

need money, why don’t you ask my boss for it? He’s worth billions. He even owns Horington food street!

one of their victims had a net worth of billions, the organ traffickers froze. The man holding the pistol wavered slightly, then said darkly, “Who would that be? If we find out that you’re lying, we’ll kill

his hands in a gesture of mock surrender, then said earnestly, “Why would I lie to you about

immensely wealthy. He bought over Horington food street because he saw its potential. He was determined to increase its worth by five to six times. Our boss planned to harness the legends surround this place to boost its publicity. We

returned his glare with a wry smile, saying, “If I knew that this was your doing, I wouldn’t have accepted this task. I got myself into enormous debt because of gambling

rejoined, “You’re rather capable for a bodyguard. Who did you say your

Casper offered, gesturing in the other direction. The gazes

pocket and took out a key, jabbing it into the forearm of the man who was holding the pistol. The sharp end of the key

the pistol had fallen onto the

“You’d better not move

glanced at each other, then slowly raised both arms

on Casper’s left, however, made as if to move forward. Without

be so rebellious? I told you not to

silence. That single shot had been

front of him. “You must have some sort of authority amongst

won’t stop until we arrive back at our

further negotiations. He immediately fired a second shot, this time at the man’s

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