Chapter 721:

With a calm, deliberate motion, Verruckt rolled up his sleeves. The cufflinks on his shirt gleamed in the dim light, drawing attention to his long, powerful fingers as he prepared for what was coming next.

“If you had any sense, you’d have walked away by now. Instead, you’re making a grave mistake by trying to stand in my way,” he said, his voice cold and composed.

Surrounded and outnumbered, Verruckt gave no indication that he was fazed. His aura radiated an oppressive, intimidating presence, sending a clear message: this was a man who feared nothing.

The men in the suits narrowed their eyes with a menacing squint, their guns trained steadily on Verruckt.

“Sorry, but orders are orders. We can’t exactly turn down a fat paycheck, can we? And Mr. Shaw, someone’s put quite the bounty on your head.”

Verruckt raised his gaze, his crimson eyes locking onto them with an unnerving calm.

Daniel out, and maybe you’ll live to see another

with the theatrics! You think you’re fit to meet our boss?

the group surged

was truly unhinged, throwing himself headfirst into a fight against dozens as though death were merely

situation

a photo of the

bloodbath. If there’s surveillance around here, you might just get yourself a front-row seat to

said, already opening his laptop

the warehouse’s security feed. In night vision mode, he saw the mafia swarming like a black cloud of

his silver-white hair flashing through the air like a ghostly

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