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.

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

need two trucks back here.

between their brows. They were just talking about ending the other group if Nathalie

the group scoffed as

man cocked his rifle while the guy next to him

they’d been blaming for not shooting Mint

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

kill her yet," someone suggested playfully.

to see how many dicks

disgusting piece of

suggestion. Killing her was easy, especially now that she was tranquilized. But wasn’t it "better" to ruin her before

at everyone before their acting leader leaned forward to discuss the plan. Everyone listened, and the man just glanced at the

just let them

be able to plan or fight back if they die quickly. So, don’t make the mistake of keeping any of them alive to

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

the acting leader knocked on the truck’s cab to give them a signal. Their vehicle discreetly slowed down, but still managed to keep pace

all of them readied their rifles and bodies for a shootout. Their eyes glanced at each other, their

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truck where the members of the Order were, they looked at each other in silence. After all, they had just

that this drug would be able to wake her up. If not now, then later. But not the next day. After all, once

to be exact, everyone’s fate in this

one of the men arched a brow. "Is it just