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. 

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

five lowly workers be compared to my son!?” growled Patrick.

I want him paralyzed and kept alive

and white hair appeared at the door as soon as Patrick spoke. He was the Allens’ best

glanced at him with a blank

air as he sighed. “Young man,

head. “Show me

seeing how nonchalant Kayson was. He was a fearless young man who would soon suffer from his ignorance and naivety!

moved so swiftly that he bearly left a shadow as he dashed to swing a palm strike down at

flew out in a punch. Its force smashed Master Jo’s chest, leaving a deep

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