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.

voice sound

Fabian that once he heard

Fabian stuttered

at Fabian calmly. With that one glance, the 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 you, Mr.

quiet

pin drop in

filled the eyes of everyone as they watched the scene that unfolded before

governor of Jipsdale, who was only second to Jeremy, the Western King of War,

not seen it with their own eyes, they would have

all, Fabian was the governor of

was seated at the pinnacle

Jipsdale was at his

of War, would consider

before a terrorist,

How was that possible?

like you still remember me!” Jonathan expressionlessly eyed Fabian, who remained on his knees before him. “I thought you might’ve forgotten me

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

fact that Jonathan was covered in blood, Fabian would not have instinctively mistaken him for a terrorist, thus failing to recognize

not a lot of people on this Earth who could strike fear into

afraid of the Eight Kings

was one person who he was fearful

what right would the latter possibly have to

his authority came

as Jonathan said the word, Fabian, the governor of Jipsdale, could instantly become the

“Is that so?”

it belongs to you. How about

“Mr. Goldstein!”

immediately became weak. His face pale as a sheet, he hurriedly continued to

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