In an uninhabited valley with rugged rocks, Horace stood on a boulder, looking anxiously to the east.
Fifteen minutes ago, he finally contacted Master Fergus.
For the sake of his years of loyalty, Master Fergus promised to help him escape capture.
He will obtain a new identity and move away from Tucker City to a small city in the northwest border. The Dixon family has a branch there. He will become the new president of this company. After staying there for ten years, he can Return to Tucker City.
With the energy of the Dixon family, he knew very well that Fergus could easily do this.
"Although it is a small border town, it is a company owned by the Dixon family after all. There should still be many young and beautiful girls in the company, right?" Horace had already begun to look forward to the next life.
A spot of light appeared on the horizon, and a speeding car with a dark light appeared on the horizon, and then it was in front of you in the blink of an eye.
There were no signs on the flying car, hovering five meters in front of Horace like a ghost.
Horace looked happy and jumped from the boulder to the ground.
The door of the speed car opened, and a young man wearing black tights and sunglasses walked out. He looked at Horace with a solemn expression and said, "Horace?"
"Yes, I am Horace." Horace nodded with a smile, feeling a little confused as to why Fergus wasn't contacted by an acquaintance.
The young man in black clicked on the bracelet, confirmed Horace's identity again, then glanced left and right, and smiled coldly: "You chose a good place."
"This place is very secret and difficult to be discovered. I discovered it during the previous location selection." Horace was a little proud, but still urged: "We'd better leave as soon as possible. I heard that Charlie and Bart have been arrested. The night is long and the dream is long." .”
"Where is your speedster parked?" the young man asked.
"It's just behind the rock." Horace waved, and a flying car flew out from behind the boulder.
"Very good, then we can get on the road." The young man nodded, turned and walked towards his speed car.
"Should I change my bracelet now? Will I be tracked?" Horace followed the young man and raised his hand to reveal his bracelet.
The young man walking in front suddenly stopped. When he turned around, his hand had already pinched Horace's throat. Seeing Horace's face turn into the color of liver in an instant, he shook his head and said, "No need, the young master said, if If they can’t find you, it will be more troublesome.”
Horace stared with shock and pain as he looked at the young man who grabbed his throat with one hand and lifted him up. He said in a hoarse voice: "He...he wants to silence..."
"If you don't silence yourself, they will soon find out that you committed suicide out of fear of crime here because you cannot face the penalty of life imprisonment. This is very reasonable." The young man shook his head and increased his strength with his hands, preparing to finish him off completely.
Horace looked desperate. He already knew at this moment that Fergus planned to let this incident end here. The dead cannot speak and can bear all the blame.
A white light appeared in front of his eyes, without any resistance or struggle. The opponent was an eighth-level strongman and completely suppressed him.
At this moment, a flash of white light fell from the sky.
Ding!
A slender black sword pierced into the stone.
The man in black's hand holding Horace's hand was cut off with a sword.
Blood spread all over Horace's face. The young man let out a cry of pain, but ignored the pain. A short three-edged thorn appeared in his left hand and rushed towards Horace who fell to the ground.
A figure descended from the sky and kicked the man in black on the waist, sending him flying and breaking dozens of stone pillars and strange rocks.
The three-finger thorn did not penetrate Horace's heart, but it still left a bloody wound on his thigh.
Horace clutched his throat and fell to the ground, ignoring the pain in his legs. He looked at the black-clothed deacon who suddenly appeared in front of him with surprise and said in a hoarse voice: "Help me, I will tell you everything! I will confess everything!" Fergus wants to kill me and silence me. I have laundered tens of billions of money for the Dixon family over the past few hundred years, and they want to kill me and silence me!"
The man in black is wearing a luxurious black gown and a black gold mask on his face, looking noble and mysterious.
His sharp eyes turned to the young man in black who was pressed by the boulder, and he raised his hand to him.
"boom!"
The young man in black exploded without warning, and the huge explosion wave turned the rocks within ten meters into dust.
"Death warrior?" Mag frowned, this hand was much more vicious than hiding poison in his teeth.
The aftermath of the explosion was eliminated by Mag with a wave of his hand.
Horace watched the rubble falling from the sky with lingering fear, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
He never expected that Fergus would send a killer to kill him, and he would be so ruthless.
"Thank you for saving me. Please take me out of here. As long as you can ensure my safety, I will tell you everything I know!" Horace bowed to Magna.
Judging from the strength shown by the mysterious man in black before, he is at least a level 10 powerhouse, but I don't know which force he belongs to.
What Horace didn't know was that a room called "The Judgment of Horace" appeared on the WeChat live broadcast interface, and the creator was the Judge.
The live broadcast started with the killer in black grabbing Horace's throat, and then the deacon in black fell from the sky, cut off the killer's arm, and kicked the killer away.
With the entire Internet searching for Horace, this new live broadcast room was discovered and instantly pushed to the home page.
"Holy shit! Horace, who was not found by the Investigation Bureau, was actually found by the anchor!"
"The trial of Horace? Is it a live trial and a lynching?"
"The picture is so cruel! Is this the legendary chaebol dead man? How terrifying!"
"I actually brought the Dixon family along. Let's watch and cherish it. I feel like the anchor's account is about to be exhausted."
"Please cut me a knife, and I will give you rockets!"
Netizens were shocked by the bloody scene of the dead man blowing himself up, and were also excited by the live broadcast content of the host.
"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Mag stared at Horace.
"You know, I want to survive, and these are the only secrets left." Horace grinned, revealing the true nature of the old fox.
"It's a pity that I'm not interested in these." Mag shook his head, leaned over and slowly pulled out the black sword from the stone, and said in a solemn and cold voice: "Horace, you are being judged here today for your crimes. In the past, Over the past three hundred years, you, together with Charlie and Bart, sexually assaulted 362 women, including 62 underage girls. Eighteen victims committed suicide due to unbearable humiliation, and hundreds of victims were depressed. How can you Plea?"
(End of chapter)
