Nash alone had utterly wiped out this branch of the Green Bamboo Association.


    “You… You killed Crow… Brothers, let us avenge Crow.”


    A tattooed young man from the Green Bamboo Association yelled at the group of people behind him.


    Nash stepped forward and grabbed his throat, making the youth’s face immediately turn purple.


    In a hoarse voice, Nash asked, “Where’s Hera?”


    The tattooed young man shut his mouth tightly, looking like he would rather die than submit.


    Nash exerted a little force in his hands, breaking the young man’s throat.


    None of the members of the Green Bamboo Association dared to look at Nash after that.


    Nash threw the tattooed young man onto the ground and then looked at the rest of them, his eyes


    scarlet with rage. “If anything happens to her, I’ll make sure you all join him next.”


    The Green Bamboo Association members trembled, none of them daring to question the fiend’s words.


    A young man who had been ying poker cards on the third floor stuttered, “T-The women are in the


    basement. T-They… they’re unharmed.”


    “Take me to them,” Nash ordered.


    The young man had gone so soft that he did not even have the strength to walk.


    It was only a whileter that he managed to drag his limp legs and lead Nash toward the bar.


    “Benson… What… what do we do now?” A porter from a freightpany swallowed hard.


    He thought there would be a tough battle tonight and did not expect the Green Bamboo Association


    members to be so frightened that they were almost pissing their pants.


    Salvatore’s jaw was wide agape at this moment.


    Was this guy not being a little too ruthless here?


    How did he manage to blow up someone’s head with just one punch?


    At the bar on the third floor, there was a thick chain hung on the heavy iron gate.


    The young man who had been leading the way trembled and said, “The key… the key was with


    Crow…”


    Nash reached his right hand out and grabbed the iron chain. He gathered his strength in him before


    yanking it violently. The chain and iron door both came off.


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    The young man’s pupils shrunk before they rolled back into his head and he passed out.


    Skadi was already dressed. At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa with Hera in her arms.


    Her dull eyes abruptly lit up when she saw Nash. “Nash, you… Why are you here?”


    Nash strode up to the sofa. He saw Hera’s swollen face and whispered softly, “Are you two alright?”


    Skadi shook her head quickly. “I’m fine, but you need to take a look at Hera.”


    He crouched down before the sofa and reached out to touch Hera’s neck.


    Her spine was misaligned, which had caused some of her nerves to bepressed.


    “Let’s get out of here first.”


    Nash lifted Hera in his arms and then left the room with Skadi.


    After getting out of the room, Skadi grabbed her and Hera’s phones from a desk drawer in the


    warehouse.


    She noticed that the streets outside were crowded with people when they left the building. It was just


    then that there was the


    sound of sirens.


    The members of the Green Bamboo Association and Salvatore’s men fled in all directions.


    At this time, a van drove up to Nash.


    “Nash, get in,” Xeno said.


    The Koenigsegg could only fit three people, so he borrowed a van from Salvatore.


    Nash opened the door and got into the van with Skadi.


    Xeno then immediately shifted to fifth gear and drove the van through the messy streets with his superb


    driving skills.


    A big group of officers rushed out with explosion-proof shields in hand.


    Inside a patrol car, a conversation was taking ce.


    “Chief Menals, there are two dead at the scene. One of them is Crow, and his head is gone,” said a


    young officer through the


    window.


    Fitz Menals, deputy head of the Jonford Inspection Office, calmly replied, “Crow has done a lot of evil.


    He’d even bully his own subordinates. It serves him right to die from infighting.”


    The young officer scratched his head. “It doesn’t look like something caused by infighting.”


    Fitz’s face darkened. “Then arrest everyone from the Green Bamboo Association and interrogate


    them.”


    Only then did the young officere back to his senses. He hurriedly replied, “Yes, Sir. I’ll finish the


    report.”