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 so

once he heard it, his entire body

Fabian stuttered

so terrified that his legs immediately became like jelly, and with a

quiet at

hear a pin drop in this deafening

as they

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

had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have

all, Fabian was

at the pinnacle of

entire Jipsdale was at his

War, would consider him as

before a terrorist, who was covered

How was that possible?

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

the man’s words, a shiver instantly ran down his spine. Frantically, he explained, “How could I? Even if I die and turn into ashes, I will never forget you, Mr.

that Jonathan was covered in blood, Fabian would not have instinctively mistaken him for

a lot of people on this Earth who could strike fear into

not even afraid of the Eight Kings

one person

Asura personally assigning Fabian to this post, what right would the latter possibly have to

authority

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

“Is that so?”

hearing Fabian’s explanation, Jonathan casually lit a cigarette, glanced at the middle-aged man nonchalantly, and inquired, “Why do I feel 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 ownership of Jipsdale from here on out? Or I could tell Jeremy to remove his army from Jipsdale, then Jipsdale can announce its independence

“Mr. Goldstein!”

face pale as

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