“Great,” Oliver answered with a smile before ending the call.The others blinked, not expecting Oliver to pull out that kind of tactic.Ray was the first to speak. “You… you bluffed?”Oliver turned his eyes back to them, his gaze sharp and cold as steel.“No. I meant it when I said he deserved to die,” Oliver said. “But I needed to know where you all stood. I need to know if you were still able to keep your morals despite all the missions we had gone through.”Samuel’s voice was hoarse when he asked, “And if we agreed to kill him?”“Then I’d be worried,” Oliver said quietly, his tone sincere. “We’re not killers for convenience. We’re not them. Not Dominic. Not Aidan. Not even all those people working on the top.”The silence was heavier now, but this time, it was filled with understanding.Oliver took the pistol from his waist again, now looking at the door.“Now that we’re done cleaning this place, we vanish,” Oliver commanded. “Let the vultures fight over the corpse of the Hawthorne

“And I can tell you the same thing,” James shot back, his fear earlier was now converting into bravery.“You’ve become a monster, and that is something I would refuse to understand.”The man paused for a moment. Then, he spoke.“No,” he answered, his tone dangerously low. “I’ve become what the world made me.”Neither of them was moving for a moment.A few seconds later, they placed their hands onto their waists, pulling their guns, and it was only a matter of time before someone would pull the trigger first.In the game of survival, the man won as he pointed the gun first at James, pulling the trigger and creating a sound louder than the rain.BANG!The bullet went straight into his chest, causing James to feel an intensifying pain.However, James couldn’t help but smirk. “This is bulletproof, you asshole—”But before he could finish his sentence, James suddenly coughed up blood. His eyes widened as he staggered backward, his other hand clutching at the hole in his bulletproof vest.

Ray froze. “Suffer? As if the gunshot isn’t enough to do it?”“Yes.” Samuel nodded. “Whoever did this had a vendetta against James. But I don’t know why.”He looked at Ray and asked, “Does James have other enemies… People that we might not know?”“No.” Ray shook his head. “If you’re talking about the enemies his group had when he was working in the field, no.”“James' identity was protected. And I’m sure James secured it himself as well, given how good his hacking skills were.”Ray’s gaze moved from Samuel to James. “But I’m not sure… Whether he found some enemies when he left Legion V be

“You can't kill him until you give it to me,” the old man said. “And when you do, I'll keep giving you what you want.”Nodding, the man bit his lower lip, especially when Charlotte started unzipping his jeans.“W-What—”“She has my consent,” the old man interjected before he could finish his words. “Well, I control everything in Colossia.”He added, his lips curving into a smirk, “It’s only a matter of time before I control the other countries… and the whole world.” “And this is my way of helping you. So, don’t fight back. You need that.”The man only nodded in response.Charlotte expertly pulled his pants, just enough for her to hold and suck his cock, which was begging to be sucked as soon as the blue-colored chemical ran onto his body.He groaned in pleasure.That was one of the side effects of the medicine on him. It was giving him intense lust, and he couldn’t reason unless he released everything.And knowing that Oliver doesn’t have any side effects, given that he had contact

“What’s the matter?” Oliver asked, his brows furrowing as he saw Nick, who was staring intently at the handkerchief. “Why? Did you notice something strange?”Nick pointed at the mark. “I’m just wondering why these two say that this is an umbrella.”“Because it is?” Oliver answered, tilting his head in confusion.“It’s not an umbrella,” Nick said, the confidence evident in his tone, as he moved the handkerchief. “Can’t you see? It’s a spade.”With a smile, Nick moved the handkerchief side by side, showing the mark to Ray and Samuel, as they were the nearest to him.“A spade… I don’t think it makes sense,” Ray answered, his face grimacing. “No matter how I look at it, the sides were edgy. A spade shape isn’t like that.”“I agree.” Samuel nodded, agreeing with his arms crossed. “I’ve been trying to justify your claim, but until now, I can’t think of a valid reason.”“Tch.” Nick rolled his eyes. “I also can’t explain why, but I see a spade, okay?”Upon hearing those words, Oliver frowned