Chapter 0262

“Boss, he’s here!”

At the entrance guarded by the gatekeeper, Menka escorted Patrick and kicked him inside. He then walked up to Vulture and sneered. “He was bidding farewell to those Wyverna merchants.”

Pointing at Alexander, he shouted, “I’ve brought the person to you, boy. Now pay up!”

“Alexander?!” Wearing a hood that obscured his vision, Patrick could not see Alexander at all. His hands were tied behind him, and his voice trembled, “I’m sorry for troubling you, my boy. I should’ve brought more bodyguards. Amber and Susanne must be worried. I. I didn’t want things to turn out this way…”

The middle-aged man in his fifties cried a torrent of tears.

“Dad, it’s okay.” The moment Alexander saw Patrick, a huge weight lifted off his heart. Alexander smoothed Patrick’s back, swiftly checking his physical condition.

He was well.

Though Patrick was a bit weak, he had no serious injuries. His heartbeat was slightly fast, breathing

somewhat hurriedly, but everything else was normal.

“Your father-in-law is fine, now it’s time to pay up.” Sitting on a wooden chair, Vulture-with the seductive woman still in his arms-smirked at Alexander. “I want to see a hundred fifty million now. Otherwise, you and

your father-in-law will both lose your heads, chopped off right away!”

Alexander laughed.

Vulture with a cold smile. “Vulture, a clandestine organization with five hundred members, equipped with weapons

a bit in

the hostages you’ve taken are Wyverna merchants? Besides supplying weapons, what

Umbracia

in your

he glared at

Umbracia. She’s working with

you do? You and Patrick

raised his hand and shouted, “Open fire! Riddle

including three subordinates, raised their firearms simultaneously, aiming squarely at Alexander and

but now…” Alexander sneered and swiftly twisted. He

+15 BONOS

Huh?

by their conversation. Upon hearing Alexander’s words, he lunged

like a

the shattering of rocks,

sound was like the tearing of

straw, was torn apart by the tremendous force. A visible burst of powerful airflow erupted from his palms. It was like a shockwave from an exploding bomb, spreading out

by this airflow before they could react, as if colliding with a speeding train.

visceral fragments. They

struggle, instantly dead.

“You… You…”

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