Chapter 54
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“You are nothing but a shame to this country, a dead beat, a war monger who seeks blood.” Durov Vitan, the head of Durov’s enterprise spat. Chained to the ground, blood on his cracked lips, clothes tattered due to intense beating.

Malachi's fierce eyes met his. He rolled up his sleeves, fingers clenched and tooth gritted. He stepped forward, booth echoing across the cemented terrain. The low sound of the drop of water clashing against the ground met his ear.

“You don't scare me!” Durov barked. Malachi launched a fierce punch into his stomach. Durov spat blood, letting out a painful groan.

“Where is it?” Malachi asked, punching him across the face.

Durov smiled widely… and then laughed like a loose dog. “You can't get anything from me.” He managed to say.

Malachi gave a final punch across his face and he scrambled to the ground, breathing hard.

“You are right….” He turned his back, staring at the gun on the table across from him. “It's a waste of time being civil.” He slowly walked t
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  • Chapter 54

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