Lindon closed his eyes, seemingly unafraid of life or death. However,


    Nash’s foot stopped just one centimeter away from his head. Mouth


    filled with blood, Lindon grimaced and said, “Kill me if you dare! Why


    don’t you kill me? If you kill me, all of you will join me in death!”


    Nash calmed his anger and said coldly, “Killing you outright would be


    too easy for you.”


    Unnerved by Nash’s gaze, Lindon asked with fear, “You… What do you


    want?”


    A cruel smile yed at the corners of Nash’s mouth as he replied, ”


    Don’t you enjoy watching someone’s organs being removed while


    they’re still alive? Well, what a coincidence, so do I…”


    Lindon had sessfully provoked Nash’s anger, the wrath of the


    Smiling Grim Reaper.


    Nash dragged Lindon out by his foot.


    Jaxon sped his hands together and chanted, “The Light guides.”


    He had already guessed what Nash intended to do to Lindon.


    If he did not know about Lindon’s crimes, he might have tried to


    persuade Nash otherwise. However, Lindon’s actions were so


    heinous that even someone like him, who had never had the urge to


    take a life, almost felt the urge to kill.


    Silence fell in the living room.


    Felicity, filled with worry, hurriedly caught up to Nash and said,


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    Lindon is our leverage against the Green Bamboo Association. You


    can’t kill him.”


    Nash calmly replied, “I didn’t say I was going to kill him.”


    “Then what are you going to do?”


    “Just collecting some interest!”


    Nash dragged Lindon, who was as good as dead, into the basement.


    Then, he took a first aid kit from the vi.


    The night grew deeper, but the people in the living room had no idea


    what Nash was up to.


    They only knew that around midnight, Nash went outside the estate


    to pick up three towering ck men. Each of them stood nearly two


    meters tall, with arms thicker than an average person’s thighs.


    The basement had excellent soundproofing, but faint screams of


    agony could still be heard. They tore through the night. These


    screams persisted until around three in the morning.


    After seeing off the three satisfied ck men, Nash returned


    basement. It was not until around five in the morning that Nash returned to the living room with a calm expression.


    Only Melody was left in the living room. “Where are they?” Nash ask


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    “Felicity made arrangements for them to rest in other vis.” There


    was a hint of fear in Melody’s gaze toward Nash. She knew Nash


    must have tortured Lindon to the brink of death.


    “Don’t go to bed toote.” Nash did not say much more and returned


    to his room.


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    He lit a cigarette andy down on the bed. He took out his phone and opened the chat with Hera, which was filled with Hera’s daily updates. Nash typed a reply: [Lory has been avenged.]


    At this hour, Hera was still asleep. After he was done with the


    cigarette, Nash wrapped himself in a nket and fell into a deep


    sleep.


    The next morning, around nine o’clock, Nash was awakened by a call


    from Ster.


    “Nash, your father has gone to Capiton. He asked us to stay behind and handle matters regarding the Green Bamboo Association. We


    must settle it this morning!”


    “Alright, I’ming down immediately.” Nash hastily put on his


    clothes and went downstairs.


    In the living room, everyone who should be there was present, for Philix. Francis looked at his junior, Nash, with a strange


    expression on his face.


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