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?”

he repeated. “Didn’t you

so cold that it sounded as though

passing through his body when

was wrong for doing that to

Bang!

southeast direction, cutting Tyler off before he could complete

the sky in that direction lit

“Ah! My ears!”

sudden sharp pain in their ears, Tyler and his underlings

bleeding from

to shake off

while before he gasped,

you ask us to go to Warehouse 26 to do the trade?

Tyler’s expression changed completely. “We have a few of our men hiding in Warehouse

won’t even find a piece of their body

said anything upon hearing his

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

and bawled his eyes out. “Sir, we are only contracted workers at the Spearhead Group! We don’t know anything! Please

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