Tyler’s body became stiff as he looked at Kingsley. “You… Why did you call the special forces and riot squad? Who the hell are you?”

Kingsley only gave him a cold look and mocked, “This is the ‘mob’ that came to bring me money. What are you so afraid of?”

“I…”

At that point, Tyler was near tears.

‘Mob’.

This was the word he used to ridicule Kingsley just minutes ago.

Now that Kingsley was using the word to taunt him, he couldn’t help feeling like Kingsley had just, with all his strength, slapped him across the face.

What was even more ironic was that Kingsley said that these people were here to give him money.

Tyler looked at the machine guns the special forces were holding and the cannons on the armored vehicles, and his face turned so sour he looked like he was about to suffocate on the spot.

“B-Bro, let’s stop with the jokes now… You have all these guys, yet you still buy explosives from me? Aren’t you deliberately digging a hole for me to jump into?”

eyes flashed with murderous intent as he repeated. “Didn’t

was so cold that it sounded as though it

help the tremors passing through his body when

Nicholson, I know that I was wrong for

Bang!

sounded from the southeast direction, cutting Tyler

an instant, the sky in that direction lit up like it was on

“Ah! My ears!”

their ears, Tyler and his underlings immediately covered

bleeding from

off the sharp buzzing noise in his

took him a while before he gasped, pale-faced, “W-What just happened? What

the trade? My men must have went over and detonated a bomb out of anger when then

a few of our men hiding

let out a humorless smile. ” You won’t even find

said anything upon hearing his

the thought of their colleagues who they had spent time with being bombed to dust in the blink of an eye made all

eyes out. “Sir, we are only contracted workers at the

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