Chapter Thirty-Nine II

Vincent's jaw was severed in his face. All of his staff had their mouths skea-ducted and their hands were on their backs because his wrists were also skeolic.

She looked at her wristwatch. He did not yet know the full details of what happened because his associate's mouth was stinging and he had no intention of removing it.

It was a few hours ago but they still haven't lost Nicholas. And that was one of Vincent's most disgusting. All of his staff were in a serious prepersions but they just couldn't get rid of themselves.

Vincent is very disappointed with what he sees.

Vincent took a deep breath with his arm. He looked at each of his men and scratched the back of his head.

"Obviously, I never fucking expect Kingston to defeat all of you just like that. But there's nothing I can do because it's happened..." He paused and turned his eyes toward his men.

They averted their gaze from Vincent. Their boss is not used to joking like he is telling them now, so their heartbeat is gradually