The Established Siblings of the Pack

When Kingsley’s expression seemed unmoved, Felix hurriedly continued, “I know all the evil things the Spearhead Group has done! I have evidence for how they evade taxes and kill the innocent!”

Tyler thought he almost had a heart attack upon hearing Felix.

“Mr. Smith, what are you talking about?! Is ruining the Spearhead Group beneficial to you in any way?!”

“Young Master Tyler, there is nothing more important than my life!” Felix’s face was extremely pale. “You are an arrogant man, and now you have finally hit a stumbling block! I don’t want to die, though!”

Kingsley looked coldly at Felix, who knelt on the ground. “Leave the talk about the Spearhead Group for another time. Let me ask you—who was the last person who bought explosives from you?”

“I-I don’t know that person either!” Felix’s face had turned completely white at this point. “He couldn’t possibly have used his real identity to do this kind of transaction. I am sure Mr. Houston isn’t really Mr. Houston too, right?” he blabbered.

Hearing that, Kingsley let out a small frown. He could tell that Felix was not lying.

The previous buyer only bought a box of explosives? Kingsley thought to himself. They couldn’t impossibly blow up the Nicholson Family Cemetery into ruins with just that. Am I heading in the wrong direction?

high price! Mr. Field… is the one who sold the explosives to the Spearhead Group! He must be trying to bypass us and buy a bigger amount of

immediately lit up

am on the right track after

followed the smoke enough to know where

had been listening to Felix’s one-sided rambling, turned to look at Felix with a confused expression on his face. “Mr. Smith, how can you give the buyer Mr. Field’s contact information? How are we supposed to make

30 thousand every time the company does a one-million business. The buyer directly offered 500 thousand for me to buy Mr. Field’s contact information. I couldn’t possibly not sell it! How often do you think we can sell 30 million in arms in a small place like Cleapolis? There was no way I would spit out the 500 thousand

a*shole!” Tyler’s face was ashen with anger as he yelled,

fight if you want to do that. Come.

who was still filled with righteous indignation,

“I won’t go. I won’t go with

what was going

bodyguards who didn’t commit anything were locked in the back of the truck, and

that he, the eldest young master of the Spearhead Group who once insulted and offended Kingsley and also killed

actually die if

Flop!