“Urgh…” The gangster groaned in agony.

Millie stood there, stunned, as she observed Marcus’ transformation into an utterly ruthless man.

Having discarded his coat, Marcus now sported a blue shirt with rolled-up sleeves, showcasing his powerful arms.

“Argh!” the gangster bellowed.

Marcus pressed his foot against the man’s head, maintaining the pressure for a few seconds.

A chill ran down Millie’s spine. The way Marcus treated the gangster made it seem as if he saw him not as a person, but as a ferocious beast—something unsettling.

demeanor sent shivers through

gritted his teeth, struggling through

and abroad, that Brock is now exiled overseas. It’s

“Understood, sir.” Derek nodded.

substantial debts. However, because he had

his exile, the dynamics had changed. The casino bosses would undoubtedly

of these casino bosses. They could resort

blood from the gangster’s mouth spattered

a nearby subordinate produced a silk handkerchief, squatting down to wipe the stain

their return to the hotel, they prepared

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