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A Father And His Wolves novel Chapter 87

Foam of blood floated in the air, blowing on the bodies and faces of the remaining black-clad bodyguards. As if under a drizzle, the smell of the blood was everywhere.

This scene was enough to shock people!

Anyone else?

The lesson was chilling. Sean’s brutality crushed the greed of the black-clad bodyguards.

As Sean said, the three families had money.

So did I.

It was just, did you have what it took to get it?

Did you have the life to spend that money?

A person died like a light went out.

All eyes were on Sean, then on the Wolf’s Massacre in his hand. It was only then that they were surprised to discover that Sean’s the Wolf’s Massacre, seemed to be…

It seemed to be weird!

Just now he beheaded more than 20 black-clad bodyguards, and made one of them explode in situ. Sea’s clothes had been dyed red with blood. However, the Wolf’s Massacre was still clean and bloodless!

How was that even possible?

Where was the blood?

the Wolf’s Massacre, it seemed to be able to drink blood!

This was so weird!

It was unbelievably weird, and it was kind of spooky, especially in this atmosphere.

“He’s not human! He’s the devil! The broadsword in his hand can drink blood. It’s a weapon that drinks human blood!”

Suddenly, the dead silence was broken. Someone in the crowd let out a scream, and then a figure turned and ran away.

Then the second, the third, the fourth…

The rest of the bodyguards had a psychological breakdown, and they had no courage to fight Sean to the end.

Fight?

Fuck the fight!

Nearly a hundred of the rest lay down their weapons and scattered away like birds. How brave they had been when they ran up the hill, and how miserable they were now when they fled down the hill!

“Don’t, don’t go!”

Michael Taylor got anxious and stopped him, “Don’t leave! Hold him! Hold him!”

“I’ll pay you if you stall him!”

But no one paid any attention to him!

Sean took the Wolf’s Massacre and walked right up to Michael Taylor and others.

They were scared!

“Run!”

Connor Scott realized something bad was going to happen. He made a quick decision and turned to escape with these bodyguards. After all, there was only Michael Taylor’s son, Caleb Taylor, and Grayson Miller, Morton Miller’s son, in the Peace Cemetery. There was no Hudson in there.

So, there was no reason for him to stay and die!

“Scott! Fuck you…”

Michael Taylor and Morton Miller looked at each other, and they were furious. They already suspected Connor Scott, and now when they were in danger, Connor Scott ran away so fast.

A shadow flashed by!

Connor Scott was only a dozen meters away when Sean stopped him. The sharp and unmatched Wolf’s Massacre was on his neck. Sean sorted, “You want to run away? Did I give you my permission?”

Connor Scott’s leg gave way and he collapsed onto the grass.

Sean grabbed him by the back of his collar with one hand and lifted him back like a chicken. He strode over to Michael Taylor and Morton Miller, dropped him on the floor, and said quietly, “The three of you were in league with the Mason family in the Capital City. You put me in prison, you killed my mother, you took the Wright family’s property, you murdered my great-uncle’s family…”

“You deserve to die.”

“Today, since you’re all here, so, none of you are leaving!”

His voice billowed and his anger rose to heaven! Michael Taylor and Morton Miller were happy to see Connor Scott captured by Sean, but when they heard Sean’s words, their faces turned pale and they felt desperate.

Without saying a word, they fell to their knees in front of Sean.

“Mr. Mason.”

Michael Taylor was the first to beg for mercy, “The thing five years ago, we had no choice. It’s the Mason family of the Capital City! The Mason family contacted us and asked us to frame you…”

“Yes, it was the Mason family!”

Morton Miller chimed in, “Mr. Mason, you know that. After the sudden death of the Old Mr. Mason, the Old Mrs. Mason became the sole ruler. She hates you and your mother, and it’s only a matter of time before she gets to you.”

“We dare not disobey the orders of the Mason family!”

“And, as far as I know, the Mason family didn’t just come to the three of us, they came to someone else. Even if we did not promise to do it, someone else would do it…”

The implication was that they are innocent!

They were also very helpless!

They were forced by the Mason family of the Capital City!

They just wanted to live well!

If you and your mother didn’t die, they wouldn’t live well either!

Wasn’t it right to want to live?

They made it sound like it made sense. And as they talked, they begged for mercy. Michael Taylor and Morton Miller silently counted down the minutes, one second, two seconds... Five seconds, eight seconds...

30 seconds!

Reid just said on the phone that he would be there in five minutes, and now, at least three or four minutes passed.

As long as they could survive until Reid showed up, things would change.

Maybe they could turn the tables!

Whosoever understood the times was great man. This was especially true of bad guys like Michael Taylor and Morton Miller. There was no justice in their eyes, only profit!

If it was good for him, if he could stay alive, it was nothing to endure the humiliation!

It was not a big deal to get down on his knees.

The one who made it to the end is the real winner!

The winner took it all.

The process was not important!

“Really?”

Sean snorted, “I want results, not ifs!”

“If you didn’t do it, maybe someone else would, but you did!”

“And if you did, you will pay!”

Sean was not stupid. Of course he knew that Michael Taylor and Morton Miller were stalling. But he didn’t care, because he was waiting, too, for the Mason family’s man to show up.

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