Chapter 1831

Wilbur, who was disguised as Trevor, stood there at that moment. He showed no signs of moving away.

"F*ck! Fine, go ahead and die!"

Jeckle moved back inside and drove toward Wilbur at full speed. Jeckle killed a lot of people as an assassin, so he did not mind killing another. They were in the middle of nowhere anyway. No one would know if he killed someone.

Vroom!

Jeckle floored the accelerator and went straight at Wilbur. Just as he was about to crash into him, Wilbur leaped on top of the car. Then, Wilbur gripped his right fist and punched through the roof gabbing Jeckle by the neck.

"Damn it!"

then rolled out of his car. A powerful spiritual energy burst from his body

several meters behind him. He was perplexed when

Damon. Since he doesn't plan to help

you're on about. Mister Damon has always cared about me and

wait for me here, right?

I heard everything about your conversation with Damon. Damon knows you have a bug on you, but he

bug. He held it, glanced at it, and he was instantly shocked, asking, "How... How

should have been dead five years ago, Jeckle. Damon saved your life. It's your blessing that he allowed you to live. It's a shame that you have no remorse and keep making the

"No, that's impossible!"

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