Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1796: Hitting the road once more

Minutes earlier, the men (in the truck filled with Nathalie’s people) were only talking about their dismay over the other guy’s interruption. If it were them, they would have killed Mint without a second hesitation. Their dismay slowly turned into hate for the Shadow Order.

They didn’t like the idea of the Shadow Order.

Nathalie already had them, and their organization had grown significantly over the years. They were feared. However, Nathalie still wanted the Shadow Order’s power. Why bother when they already took control of the island and could have ended the Order at first?

Considering how easily they dealt with the Order, it only showed Nathalie no longer needed it.

"I’ll kill them all if I get the chance," one of the men hissed. "Just one word, and I’ll gut them all."

"I’d rather burn them alive, so they can watch each other burn."

"Haha. It’ll be funny to see who screams best," another mused, laughing with each other as if they weren’t talking about taking a life in a gruesome manner.

"Or if anything, just toss them in the lake and feed them to the piranhas."

The men added more suggestions on how to torment the members of the Shadow Order if they were given the order. Nathalie only needed to say a word.

"If you guys have time to do that, why not just show the boss that we don’t need this Order shit?" another one shrugged indifferently. "Once she realizes she doesn’t need these arrogant motherfuckers anymore, she’ll surely give the word."

But just as that was uttered, one man among them raised a hand.

"Got a word from HQ," he said, holding a beeper before lifting his eyes to them.

intrigue. The man who had received the order leaned forward,

trucks back here. Take down the third

between their brows. They were just talking about ending the other group if Nathalie said the word, and she

man in the group scoffed as

the guy

one of the men (the one they’d been blaming for not shooting

until the person who received the order uttered, "She’ll die

her yet," someone suggested playfully. "How about... having a taste of

to see how many dicks she can take

a disgusting piece

got was a laugh, only for another man to agree with the perverted suggestion. Killing her was easy, especially now that she was tranquilized. But wasn’t it "better" to ruin

who had tranquilized Mint just looked at everyone before their acting leader leaned forward to discuss the plan. Everyone listened, and the

just let them have a shower." — a shower

much better," he continued. "They won’t be able to plan or fight back if they die quickly. So, don’t make the mistake of keeping any of them alive to torture back in the Mansion.

in agreement, thinking this was the best option they had. Even if they wanted to torment

cab to give them a signal. Their vehicle discreetly slowed down, but still managed to keep pace with the other. They took

rifles and bodies for a shootout. Their eyes glanced at each other, their breathing slow

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where the members of the Order were, they looked at each other

for was that this drug would be able to wake her up. If not

fate in this place tonight would

quietly sat in silence, one of the men arched a brow. "Is it just me? Or are they slowing down? Or