“Alberto, what do you want? What do you want?!”
Alberto was walking towards Konnor step by step. Konnor was so panicked that he lost his balance. He staggered and fell to the ground, his butt constantly rubbing backwards. He looked so funny.
“What are you all waiting for? Stop him!” Konnor cried out in alarm as he madly commanded his men.
However, none of his men had the guts to stop Alberto.
They were still extremely frightened. Everyone looked at Alberto with horror and reverence.
They recalled what had just happened, their hearts still fluttering with fear.
Damn it! Alberto wasn’t even afraid of bullets. He had knocked down a dozen ruthless killers in a minute, so what else could they do? They still want to live!
Alberto looked around coldly.
When Konnor’s men met Alberto’s gaze, they all lowered their heads. They were almost frozen because of fear.
“Everyone, kneel down! Those who refuse, die!” Alberto said in a low voice.
His tone was calm, but it showed an irresistible majesty. His words were like thunder exploding inside everyone present.
Konnor’s men did not hesitate before throwing away their weapons. They knelt down obediently. The scene was quite spectacular.
Alberto was simply a God to them!
“Beckett, clear the field,” Alberto said.
Beckett was excited. Even though he had been working underground for twenty years, he had never had such an experience! Alberto made people kneel down and submit before him in just a few words! How domineering! How mighty!
Beckett now felt that submitting to Mr. Maynard back then was the best choice he had ever made!
With a wave of his hand, all of his bodyguards in suits rushed forward to disarm and control Konnor’s men.
Seeing this, Konnor’s face turned even paler. He knew that his time as King Konnor had come to an end.
He was no match for Alberto.
Alberto defeated his best army alone…
“Mr. Maynard! Please spare my life! I will kowtow (show great respect) to you!”
Konnor knelt down and begged for mercy, not caring about his dignity at all.
The fiercest person would become fragile facing a matter of life and death.
Alberto ruthlessly stepped on Konnor’s face. He pressed Konnor’s head to the ground with his foot. Konnor’s nose started bleeding, and his face was swollen. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
“Where is it?” Alberto asked impassively.
“Come on! Rat, take it out and give it to Mr. Maynard!” Konnor hurriedly instructed, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.
Rat’s short figure hurriedly rushed into a small room.
“Mr. Maynard, it wasn’t my idea to steal your jewelry! It was Dylan!” Konnor kept begging for mercy.
“Please give me a chance! I can work for you, like Beckett. I’ll do as you command in the future!” Konnor pleaded like a lunatic.
“Too late,” Alberto said calmly.
Konnor’s face was ashen and his eyes were filled with fear. His entire body was limp. He lay on the ground, like a dead dog.
“I’ve practiced martial arts all my life, but I don’t like killing people,” Alberto said expressionlessly.
“However, I will never let go of anyone who wants my life.”
After saying that, Alberto turned around and looked at Beckett.
Beckett nodded. He understood what Alberto meant. Beckett rushed up to grab Konnor, who was like a puddle of mud.
“Konnor, Mr. Maynard has given you a chance. You were too arrogant to catch it, and you actually wanted to kill Mr. Maynard,” Beckett put on a mocking smile, “I’ll give you a ride. After all, you were King Konnor of Emerwich District.”
Beckett brought along two bodyguards and dragged Konnor to the edge of the Auton River…
Rat walked out of the small room and over to Alberto. He offered an exquisite crystal box to Alberto with trembling fear.
“Mr. Maynard, this is yours. It’s intact. We didn’t even touch it,” Rat said in horror.
Alberto didn’t say anything as he opened the crystal box. Inside, the jewelry revealed a dazzling gemstone brilliance.
It was a shining pendant. The chain was almost transparent. In the middle was an exquisite arc-shaped dark purple diamond. It was carved with exquisite patterns, reflecting a flashing light. It was indescribably alluring and beautiful, as if it were a natural work of art.
This was the work he and Dayanara had designed together, World King.
A smile appeared on the corners of Alberto’s lips. He slowly closed the box.
“Mr. Maynard! Please let me go. I was only listening to Konnor. I had no other choices!” Rat said, begging for mercy.
Alberto said, “Help me with one thing. Not only will I let you off, I will also reward you.”
“Mr. Maynard, anything! I’ll help you with anything!” Seeing the hope of survival, Rat’s eyes lit up.
“It’s simple,” Alberto said. “Go catch Dylan. I want evidence—how he talked you into it, and how he helped you steal World King.”
“When the time comes, you will have to come forward and identify him in court.”
“No problem! Mr. Maynard! I’ll get on with it immediately!” Rat instantly agreed. It was no difficult task for him.
“Mr. Maynard, you can rest assured. I will make sure that Dylan spit out everything! This was his idea from the beginning,” Rat said firmly, “I have a recording of my conversation with him. It can count as evidence!”
Alberto nodded slightly. “Good. After this matter is settled, there will be a place for you in Emerwich District.”
“Thank you, Mr. Maynard!” Rat bowed in excitement.
Not only did he survive, he was even appreciated by Mr. Maynard. Rat was lost for words.
Obviously, even Mr. Carney of Southwich District had his back on Mr. Maynard. Now that Konnor had died, wouldn’t Mr. Maynard have the final say in the underground world of Emerwich District in the future?
Alberto smiled. Dylan played tricks behind his back. He couldn’t just let Dylan off so easily…
“One more thing.” Alberto thought of something and swept his gaze across the crowd.
“Nobody can say a word about what happened tonight,” Alberto said calmly, “Whoever spills the beans, I will make him mute forever.”
Alberto’s calm voice echoed in the factory. But to everyone present, his words were like thunder. They trembled with fear.
They all learnt in heart what Mr. Maynard had said.
“Mr. Maynard, Konnor is already gone.”
Beckett brought two bodyguards in suits back to the factory.
“Konnor is dead. I’ll leave the rest of Emerwich District to you,” Alberto said calmly.
“Yes, Mr. Maynard!” Beckett said seriously, “In three days, I will deal with everything in Emerwich District and take over all the powers left behind by Konnor. I will help you take care of this place…”