Chapter 363 Death Penalty

“Uncle Fabian!”

The moment the Spike Dragon Guards encircled the entire hotel lobby, Shawn spotted Fabian in the crowd instantly.

“Shawn?”

Upon hearing Shawn’s voice, a middle-aged man in a black military outfit walked out from behind the Spike Dragon Guards at once. His hair was somewhat white, and he did not seem to be very old, but he had a naturally intimidating aura.

He was none other than the governor of Jipsdale, Fabian Jones.

 

His existence was only second to Jeremy Yates, the Western King of War who guarded Jipsdale.

“Uncle Fabian, save me!” yelled Shawn in a panic. Right then, at one glance, Fabian noticed his nephew’s right leg had been penetrated by a bullet.

 

His face instantly turned grim. “Who did this?”

“It was him!” shouted Shawn immediately as he pointed at Jonathan. “Uncle Fabian, kill him! I want him dead!”

“Shut up!”

Fabian could not help but glare at Shawn at once when he heard the latter utter such bold words in front of so many people.

Even if Shawn wanted Jonathan dead, he absolutely must not declare his desire in front of these many people.

With a solemn face, Fabian directed his gaze in the direction that Shawn was pointing. His eyes landed on Jonathan. “So it was you who told Shawn to call me and instruct me to come and see you within ten minutes?”

“That’s right,” answered Jonathan flatly.

However, the moment he spoke, Fabian’s expression instantly changed.

does this voice sound so

once he

Goldstein?” Fabian stuttered in his

latter was so terrified that his legs immediately became like jelly, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of Jonathan. “I, Fabian Jones, governor of Jipsdale, am honored to meet

quiet at

pin drop in this deafening

eyes of everyone as they watched the scene

who was only second to Jeremy, the Western King of

eyes,

was the

was seated at the pinnacle of

entire Jipsdale was

Jeremy, the Western King of War, would consider him

terrorist, who was covered in blood,

How was that possible?

his knees before him. “I thought you might’ve forgotten me since you’ve been in Jipsdale

ran down his spine. Frantically, he explained, “How could I? Even if I

in blood, Fabian would not have instinctively mistaken him for a terrorist, thus failing to recognize the

lot of people on this Earth who could

not even afraid of the Eight

was one person who he

right would the latter possibly have to be stationed in Jipsdale with such

his authority

word, Fabian, the governor of Jipsdale,

“Is that so?”

that Jipsdale doesn’t look like it belongs to Asura’s Office? Instead, it looks like it belongs to you. How about I talk to Asura’s Office about giving you

“Mr. Goldstein!”

face pale as a sheet, he hurriedly continued to plead, “Mr. Goldstein, please hear

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