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“I sure do hope so.” Reene let out a helpless smile. “I am just worried that Mr. Parker wouldn’t be able
to win against the ever-sneaky Wynn Family.”
Kingsley grinned at that. “Did you forget that I am available even if Mr. Parker can’t deal with them? I
pissed Henry off to the point he died. I am sure I can manage to do the same to Clarence!”
“Pfft!” Reene covered her mouth and giggled, “You naughty boy! By the way, Kingsley, why did you
suddenly come back? Alice sent me a message about how you seemed to be in a hurry.”
“Uh… One of my comrades’ houses caught on fire…”
Bewildered, Reene asked, “Why did they need you for a fire? It is no like you are a firefighter.”
“Um…” Kingsley scratched his head and explained hesitantly, “Someone set the fire on purpose, and
he asked me to come back here to avenge him.”
“Is that so?” Reene had a worried expression on her face. “Kingsley, you must not fight with them. I will
be heartbroken if you get hurt.”
“Don’t worry, Reene.” He chuckled. “I won’t get hurt.”
Speaking of this, Kingsley suddenly remembered the numerous scars on his body.
Reene will probably cry like Alice did if she were to see my scars…
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt this exact moment, he received a text message from Lancer. ‘Ares, I have gotten a reply on the post
about buying bombs on the black market. It was the Spearhead Group who replied. They said that they
can provide a certain amount of bombs.”
The Spearhead Group? Kingsley immediately frowned when he read the message. I have heard the
name somewhere.
Noticing the look on his face, Reene asked, “What’s wrong, Kingsley? Did something happen?”
“Reene, have you ever heard of the Spearhead Group?” he asked in return.
She thought about it for a moment before she started, “I have heard of them before. It is run by a
Chairman Jovovich. I think they are in the security industry.”
“Jovovich?”
As soon as she said that, Kingsley suddenly recalled meeting a woman named Nancy Stewart when he
and Serena attended the class reunion at the dōjō.
Nancy’s fiance was Tyler Jovovich, the young master of the Spearhead Group!
At that time, Nancy and Tyler had been ridiculing Serena, and it was not until Paige arrived that Tyler
stomped out of the place, absolutely livid!
Thinking of this, Kingsley asked again, “Reene, is the eldest young master of the Jovovich Family
called Tyler Jovovich?”
“That’s right! It is him!” She nodded. “He is quite famous in the children-of-the-nouveau riche circle!”
As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly reminded Kingsley, “Is Tyler Jovovich
the one who set fire to your comrade’s house? The Jovovichs are in the security industry. All their
underlings are bodyguards and hooligans. You must never get in his way!”
“Don’t worry, Reene.” The corners of his mouth curled upward. “I won’t do that. I only want to make a
deal with him.”
Kingsley was spilling words of comfort to Reene, but he was secretly thinking otherwise. The day the
deal happens might just be the day Young Master Jovovich dies.
After returning to his room from dinner, he gave Lancer a call. “Have you decided the time and place of
the transaction?”
“10.30PM tomorrow. Warehouse 8. The warehouse area of Jetstar Logistics in the east of the city.”
“Alright. Notify Hades to assist in the arrest.” Kingsley stated, “Immediately catch them as long as they
can bring out the goods! We will take our time to interrogate them after that!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Yes, sir!”
…
The following night in the warehouse area of Jetstar Logistics on the eastside of the city.
A maroon box truck with the word “Qustiatruk” came to a stop outside the entrance of Warehouse 15 at
9.30PM.
There were five to six vans following after it, and they came to park in one straight line.
Swoosh!
After the door of the first van slammed open, Tyler lowered his torso and jumped out of the vehicle.
Immediately afterwards, more than 20 burly men in black suits got out from the vans behind.
These men were strong and agile. Anyone could tell at first glance they were professionally-trained
bodyguards.
The last person who came down was a man in his forties. He was Felix, the manager in charge of
underground arms trading who worked for the Spearhead Group.
He smoothed out his clothes before he stepped forward and complained to Tyler, “Young Master, it is
too dangerous for you to come and trade in person! Why don’t you head back for now?”
“Can you please stop nagging, Mr. Smith?” Tyler impatiently waved him off. “Don’t you know that this is
a three million transaction? I can earn three million for the company just by showing up! Do you think I
would pass up such a good opportunity? “
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