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Chapter 167

Before the man could complete his sentence, the driver was already holding him at gunpoint.

It turned out that the cab driver was Jack, Thomas Dunn’s right-hand man.

Holding the revolver to Jon Xander’s forehead, Jack sneered, “I heard you wanted to seek revenge on Mr. Cross and Thomas after you escape, yeah?”

Jon Xander was shocked beyond words as he stared at Jack.

At the same time, Nathan Cross, Thomas Dunn and Colin Dunne had also driven out of the abandoned building.

When Nathan Cross’s car passed by the cab, he stopped.

The man wound down this car window and looked at Jon Xander, who had despair written all over his face. Nathan Cross said unfeelingly, “As you requested, I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. Remember to be kind in your next life.”

That was all Nathan Cross said, before he rolled up his window and instructed Colin Dunne, who was at the wheel, “Let’s go.”

Nathan Cross’s fleet of vehicles picked up pace as they drove further away.

loud gunshot was heard from the

rear-view mirror, Jack dragging out Jon Xander’s body from the cab and putting it

Dunne asked deferentially, “Young Master, it seems like the Zabinski family was behind all this. Should we

unconcerned manner, “Let’s observe a while more. If this is not enough for the Zabinski family to learn their lesson and they try

in bed in the VIP ward of the Alberesque hospital,

Zabinski and Harriett Quigley were by their

reputation. Your grandpa has instructed him to finish off Nathan Cross and Thomas Dunn, but not only did he fail his mission, but he also got himself killed instead!” Finley Zabinski was burning with wrath as he spoke

family has men everywhere in the South.

not sound as booming and orotund as

that I’m going

when he heard what his son said. Harriett Quigley tried to persuade her son, “Jerry my dear, why lower ourselves

Zabinski added, “Exactly! Just leave it to your grandpa. Our aim is just to see Nathan Cross and Thomas Dunn dead

Jerry Zabinski said in a hoarse voice, “What good is revenge if we can’t feel the satisfaction of it? I’m going to torture Nathan Cross with my own hands,

decide. I’ll tell grandpa to halt taking action and let that son of a b*tch Nathan Cross live for a while more. You can deal with him

months passed by in a blink of

been secretly worrying that the Zabinski family would stir up