As Kingsley thought about this, he abruptly stepped on the gas pedal and drove at full speed ahead.

He needed to go back to Cleapolis as soon as possible to find out who the culprit was, so that he could avenge the innocent people who had lost their lives.

It only took him about 40 minutes to reach Cleapolis.

Upon arrival, he immediately drove to the Nicholson Family Cemetery, where he parked his car in the empty lot in front of the entrance.

Instead of getting out of his car, he only sat in it while quietly taking in the view in front of him.

Even though the fire had been put out, the main hall, ceremonial column, and other new constructions had all been burned to crisp.

Still, there were numerous firetrucks and ambulances parked outside of the entrance.

They were trying to help the workers, who had been crushed under the rubble and had not yet been rescued.

Everyone in the crowd that surrounded the cemetery had a sympathetic expression on their faces as they prayed for another survivor to be found.

There was even a group of plainly dressed people who were wailing at the entrance as they mourned.

Kingsley knew that they were victims’ wives, children, parents and many more.

of them cried so much they fainted and

medical personnel brought them to the

scene was so gruesome that no one could hide

balled up tight as the killing intent in his eyes

person who set off the bomb in

for the poor victims’ sake, Kingsley promised he

make the guilty pay in blood for every

shuffled over and opened the door to the

“Mr. Nicholson…”

started to choke with sobs again

breath, Kingsley asked,

his sobs. “There are still six

knew what Leroy was going to say before

used

especially, were made of the highest quality

to save the six workers who

voice dropped low. “Don’t worry. I will make

that all the explosion points were extremely hidden. They have a regular pattern and

the scale of the building. Even the

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