Chapter 190 He Is Poisoned To Death


    Inside the biggest Diamond Private Room at The Imperial.


    A tall, thin man in a leather jacket had his arm wrapped around a woman as he partied with his friends.


    The man was Chien, who had snuck into the Asiatic shopping mall construction sitest night under


    orders from Mr. Zabinski. He had received one million as a reward for sabotaging the construction site.


    However, he did not leave the city the moment he got the job done as he was instructed. Instead, he


    had stayed behind to party with his friends and lover, Marilyn.


    Not only had he used a hundred thousand to book the most luxurious private room at The Imperial, he


    had also ordered a dozen Remy Martin, which cost 5888 a bottle. Then, he eximed in a smug tone,


    "Let''s get drunk tonight, boys!"


    Marilyn pressed herself against him, cooing, "Chieny, I don''t wanna drink brandy tonight. I want to drink


    wine!"


    Chien shouted arrogantly, "Tell the attendant to bring a bottle of 1982 Lafite for my girl!"


    He was unting his wealth!


    His woman cuddled closer to him in pleasure, her warm and soft pliant body pressed against his.


    His friends cheered and whooped loudly, one of them calling out, "Chien, you''ve really hit the jackpot


    this time if you''re willing to drink a wine that costs at least 80,000 a bottle! Don''t forget us the next time


    you have such a ludicrous job!"


    Immensely pleased with the adoration and admiration he was getting, Chien puffed up as he answered,


    "No problem!"


    Soon, a young waiter came in with the bottle of Lafite.


    Everybody cheered even louder at the appearance of the legendary Lafite.


    The waiter dutifully opened the bottle of wine and poured it for them. In a decidedly respectful gesture,


    he handed out the wine sses individually.


    As he handed a ss to Chien, he took advantage of the dim lighting in the room to flick some powder


    under his fingernail into the wine.


    Not suspecting a thing, Chien epted the wine ss and lifted it up in a toast.


    "Cheers!”


    "Cheers!”


    Everyone in the room gulped down the wine.


    A cold look shed through the waiter''s eyes when he saw Chien had finished the drugged wine.


    Pasting a small smile on his face, he excused himself.


    Everyone in the private room was having the time of their lives as they partied and drank.


    Suddenly, the door opened and a stocky man walked inside. He reached out to turn off the music


    before flicking on all the lights. The room was as bright as day instantly.


    After the man, Thomas, was done turning on the lights, Nathan came inside with his hands sped


    behind his back.


    Chien and his men were all stunned when they saw the two men who had just entered the room.


    "Who the f**k are you? Who let you in?"


    The brawniest of Chien''s friend, Skip, stalked toward the two men furiously. His finger reached out to


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    poke Nathan in the chest as he spoke.


    Before his finger could evennd on Nathan''s chest, thetter''s hand snapped out to grab his finger


    and twisted it.


    Crack!


    Skip''s finger was bent backward and broken!


    "Ah...! "


    He had barely started to scream in pain when a kick from the other man sent him flying back. He


    crashed on the ss table shattering it.


    As Skipnded before them, Chien and the rest of his friends could see a deep indent on his muscr


    chest. It was obvious all his ribs were broken.


    They then switched their horrified gazes to Nathan. Who would have guessed that he would be so


    powerful?


    Sweeping his eyes around the room, Nathan''s voice was calm as he asked, "Which one of you is


    Chien?"


    The color drained from Chien''s face when he heard his name. He was no fool; he knew the aggressive


    men standing before him were definitely here about the ident at the construction site.


    His eyes darted around as he looked for a way to escape and he tried to make his way to the window


    of the room.


    He had barely taken two steps when Nathan picked up a bottle and flung it at him.


    The bottle spun through the air hitting the back of Chien''s head before breaking into pieces. He


    copsed to the floor and did not move again.


    Nathan furrowed his brows as he saw this. He had held back when he threw that bottle, so he knew the


    force should not have been enough to kill the man.


    Thomas strode over and yanked the unmoving Chien to his feet, growling, "I''m Thomas Dunn, you


    pathetic piece of shit. Now tell me, who sent you to the Asiatic construction?"


    He trailed off as he noticed the white foam trailing from Chien''s lips. Blood was also leaking from all the


    orifices on his head. The man was dead.


    Shocked, he turned to look at Nathan, "Sir, he''s dead!"


    Marilyn screamed, which seemed to set the rest of them off as they all started to shout about the two


    men killing Chien.


    "Be quiet!"


    The low shout from Nathan shocked them into silence. He went over to the dead body, examining it


    closely for several seconds. Finally, he muttered, "He''s been poisoned. It looks like someone had got to


    him before we got here.”