Chapter 1153 Please Let Me Go
Nathan looked at Akin, who was going through all five stages of grief. Soon, he finally settled,
looking devastated and hopeless.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and smiled. "Looks like you''re no longer the warlord of
Africa. You have the United Nations after you now. They''re going to send you to court for all you''ve
done. Are you finally ready to surrender, or are you going to keep on charging blindly into battle?"
Everyone''s gazes were fixed on Akin.
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His entire headquarters was done for. The best title he now had was an exiled ruler, and the worst
was as an international criminal.
Would he finally surrender, or would he continue with his crazed, merciless actions?
Akin looked at Nathan Cross with an indiscernible expression. His gaze was full of fear and regret
but also hate, unwillingness and anger.
This peaceful-looking man had somehow managed to rip the throne away from right under Akin,
turning him into a criminal.
The power and riches he once had were all gone.
He had killed so many people over the years, so many, that he had even be known as the
warlord of Africa. If he actually went to court, he wouldn''t be able to escape trial, nor the punishment
that woulde after.
He couldn''t ept defeat like this.
He would kill Nathan, then hold the Lindberg family hostage to get a huge sum from the ransom. He
would then have enough money to buy more weapons once he returned to Africa. Things weren''t
over yet!
He would die trying.
The fear and terror in his eyes disappeared only to be reced by a glint of murderous intent and
hatred.
He looked at Nathan with a sinister grin. "Good one. You managed to ruin my headquarters in
Africa, I see. I''ll kill you before I ever surrender! All, all of you, kill them! Kill them all!"
Ali and the other subordinates immediately ced a hand on the pistol hanging at their waists.
Suddenly, Nathan took out his lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth.
The very moment he lit his cigarette, all the Lindberg mansion windows shattered as bullets rained
through.
Everyone was shocked by the sight.
Akin and his subordinates looked on in terror when they finally caught sight of the hundreds of
soldiers stationed outside the Lindberg mansion.
There were countless submachine guns aimed right at Akin and his men.
They stiffened in terror, and their hands stopped reaching fortheir guns. They didn''t want to leave
this ce looking like ader.
The re of red lights on Akin and the others'' chests meant that there were plenty of snipers who
had already set their sights on them.
A man dressed like a Major General soon walked in with his own team of men.
This man was the general of the Brimmopolis Capital Garrison, Will Long.
Will and his team bowed to Nathan the moment they walked in. "Greetings, General!"
Nathan nodded slightly in response.
They then directed their attention to Akin and the others who had raised their arms in fear.
With a smile, Nathan said, "Akin, you may have been daring enough to bring out the guns in the
nation. But will you be as daring when the submachine guns and snipers kill you ten, maybe a
hundred
times over?"
Akin got on his knees with a loud thump.
In a desperate, trembling voice, he begged, "God of War, I''ve made a mistake. I''m so sorry! Please,
let me go this once!"
Continuous thumps then sounded; Akin''s subordinates had all copsed on their knees. They were
all begging for forgiveness.
Nathan scoffed coldly. "You want me to let you go? Did you have any intention of letting us go just
now?"
After that, hemanded Will Long, "Take all of them back and send them to court. I want them all
executed!"
Loudly, Will replied, "Yes, sir!”
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