Chapter 110

Kayson chuckled. “Be here in half an hour, or you might not get to see your son for the last time before he dies.” 

Kayson crushed the phone by stepping on it and looked at Hector. “What are you going to do?” Hector felt chills down his spine just from Kayson’s gaze. 

“Have you seen hell?” Kayson chortled and went up, crippling Hector’s four limbs amidst the latter’s anguished cries. He then pulled out three needles and pushed them into three different pressure points. 

Hector’s tormented, blood-curdling shrieks resonated in the mansion. 

Over half an hour later, Patrick got to the mansion. Upon entering, he was greeted by Hector, who was soaked in blood and had died with bulging eyes. Patrick’s resentment soared like tidal waves. 

“Kayson Yarde! You’re going to die horribly!” Patrick’s eyes were crimson as he was overwhelmed by anguish. 

too? Have you thought of how much pain the families of those five workers are in?”

workers be compared

I want him paralyzed and

white hair appeared at the door as soon

at him with a

a lofty air as he sighed. “Young man, you shouldn’t

you?” Kayson shook his head. “Show me what you

how nonchalant Kayson was. He was a fearless young man who would soon suffer from his

moved so swiftly that

frosty as his right hand flew out in a punch. Its force

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