Chapter 479
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2025-09-15 22:31:00

The moment Brutal Flame finished his words, the thirty men behind him raised their machetes, iron bars, and clubs, and stormed forward like a pack of rabid wolves. In an instant, the office descended into chaos—the crash of shattering glass, the splintering of wood, and the metallic clang of weapons striking furniture filled the air. Desks toppled over, chairs shattered, and stacks of documents scattered like snow in a storm.

Employees screamed as they scrambled out of harm’s way, some ducking under tables, others rushing for the exits, their faces pale with terror. The once-pristine office now looked like a battlefield.

Vane trembled, his fists clenched, though his voice quivered with both rage and helplessness. “You bl**dy hooligans! How dare you wreck my company!?” he roared, but his anger was almost drowned out by the deafening noise of destruction.

Brutal Flame cut through the chaos like a predator, his eyes burning with cruelty and a wicked grin plastered across his face. “I won
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