Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 728

Tiger smiled coldly. "Why do something if you don't want anyone else to know? Once you do something, your actions will be revealed sooner or later. President White, do you want to see the consequences that befell Declan?"

President White went pale because he knew that he was truly done for this time.

Tiger whipped out his phone and even had people bring out a huge screen before projecting the video on the phone onto the screen.

The crowd immediately recognized the setting as they exclaimed, "Isn't this the White Residence courtyard?"

The others in the White Family respectfully stood at the side.

There was a man covered in blood kneeling in the middle of the space-it was Declan.

Behind him stood the Heads of the other nine Greatest Families. These heads walked forward, one after the other, and took turns to pierce knives into Declan's body.

They had avoided the vital parts, but it was still painful enough for him as his expression had warped in pain.

After the nine Heads had done their job, it was the White Family's turn.

end, Declan bore dozens of wounds before falling dead in the pool

everyone in the crowd could feel chills running down their spine as

the Head

White Family, the opinion of the Ten Greatest Families on this matter was made crystal clear. They were determined to get rid of

Declan was dead, what would happen to

don't know anything about this. I... I was only trying to get revenge for my son who was beaten up by Matthew. I didn't know better and had incurred Mr. Larson's wrath. I... I'm the one at fault. I should be

saying this, Gordon slapped himself on the face

a kowtow, bowing his head on the floor until it was bleeding. Once again, he begged in a trembling voice, "Mr. Larson, please have mercy. It was my incorrigible son's fault; that b*stard kept looking for trouble. I-I

down on their knees

knew that if they didn't

on the couch. There was no need

very well. There would not be a single life spared

three days, all that awaits you is death. Now, three days have already passed. Isn't it too

of their senses as they hastily responded, "Mr. Larson, please

We're willing to pay you no matter

you'd spare our lives, we... we

"Please, I beg you..."