Rosie uttered, “Do you think I’ll let Mr. Quin and his men dominate the place without planting a few spies by his side?”

“As expected of Rosie White. No average person can think as good as you. However, don’t bother with poisoning him. I want to take him down the proper way.”

Rosie scoffed.

She did not believe that Zeke was capable of taking down Mr. Quin.

She had limited knowledge of Zeke; she only knew that he had some capability in the medical field. Although he seemed like someone unique with some capabilities, he was not one who could achieve great things.

Rosie did not know that Zeke was the Great Marshal.

She continued, “Also, Draco has told me a secret. Mr. Quin is planning to help John sneak into the military base that Paul Hunt is in. He’s planning to activate the poison in John and kill him.”

Zeke furrowed his brows. “Why is Mr. Quin in a team with John? Could it be that Quin is also one of the boss’ men? This sounds plausible. Thank you, Rosie. This information is very important to me.”

Rosie reminded, “Remember. If you die at the arena, I’ll shred your corpse and feed it to the dogs.”

Click!

Rosie ended the call.

Zeke fell deep into his thoughts.

All this time, John had been an irritating presence to Zeke because he was the only one who could activate the poison in Paul.

This was an opportunity for him to get rid of a threat like John.

But who should I send to get rid of him?

Lone Wolf and Sole Wolf had important roles in the military. They were busy, and Zeke could not possibly waste their time.

The Ferrymen of the Dead were in limelight now, so it would be too eye-catching to send them there.

Hudson.

Hudson is the best candidate.

Hudson was an average man. No one knew his relationship with him, and no one would pay attention to him.

At that, Zeke immediately called Hudson and explained the situation to him.

Hudson answered without a second thought, “No problem. This is my first mission, so I guarantee that I’ll deal with it meticulously.”

“I’ll wait for your good news,” Zeke laughed.

Soon, he reached the underground boxing arena.

The arena were crowded, hazy with cigarette smoke, and noisy with the sounds from the loudspeakers.

Zeke’s attention was attracted by a table.

The crowd was surrounding the table as they made their bets.

Zeke walked over to take a peek, and he realized that everyone was betting on Mr. Quin winning. There was only one person who had bet on him with a hundred thousand.

Zeke smiled. It’s rare for someone to place their bet on me. Whoever it is will be a millionaire today.

He asked curiously, “I wonder who’s the one who placed their bet on me.”

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