Chapter 1649
In a dpidated house situated in a vige of Brimmopolis, the Dark Lord and several of his
subordinates were in the middle of an intense discussion with a local man with a moustache on his
face.
The man was Godric Orion. He was sent there by Boris to convey his message to the Dark Lord.
Godric took a sip of the cup of coffee and frowned at the taste - he was not ustomed to the type
of coffee the foreigners preferred.
After putting down the cup of coffee, Godric stared at the Dark Lord and said, “Captain Dark Lord,
you guys have let Mr. Tucker down. I''m sorry to say that your performance is really disappointing
and far from professional. After making such a huge stir, you guys didn''t even manage to kill any of
Nathan''s men.”
A trace of fury flickered in the Dark Lord''s eyes. In a somewhat stilted manner, he spoke in the local
language, “Tell your boss that I''m sorry for being careless this time. Next time, I''ll finish Nathan off
myself.”
Godric shook his head and said curtly, “There won''t be a next time. Now that the matter has
escted into a big deal, and Nathan is still alive, there are various parties who are going to carry
out investigations on it. So, Mr. Tucker is of the opinion that you should leave the country as soon
as you can.
In a frosty voice, the Dark Lord remarked, “It seems to me that your boss is afraid of getting
implicated by the mess because of me.”
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“Leaving the country is the best option for you and your men. It''s a win-win situation for both
parties,” Godric responded.
The Dark Lord replied icily, “Tell your boss that we will leave when the right timees - when I
sessfully ughter Nathan myself to avenge the death of my younger brother as well as my
buddies.”
“Mr. Tucker wanted you guys to leave the country immediately!” Godric snapped.
“I''m afraid I can''t do that,” the Dark Lord countered.
Horrified and frustrated, Godric warned, “Captain Dark Lord, I don''t think you should try triggering
the wrath of Mr. Tucker. Mind you, wiping you guys out is a cinch for someone as powerful as him.”
Looking unfazed by his threat, the Dark Lord retorted in a collected voice, “Oh? Why don''t he just
silence us by killing us directly? He''ll be spared a lot of trouble if he does that though.”
Godric banged a fist on the table and leapt to his feet. Pointing an usatory finger at the Dark
Lord, he seethed, “You—”
The subordinates standing next to the Dark Lord were glowering at Godric. In response to the
commotion, the rest of the mercenaries barged into the house all at once and fixed their baleful
nces at Godric and his assistant.
Seeing that, the Dark Lord barked at them furiously, “Who ordered you guys toe inside? Back
off!”
The troop of mercenaries quickly retreated from the house in response.
Meanwhile, the Dark Lord shed a faint smile at Godric and said, “Please don''t get uptight
because I''m not trying to set myself against Mr. Tucker either. After all, Mr. Tucker and I share the
same enemy. I came all the way here from my country to avenge the death of my younger brother
as well as some of my subordinates. How can I leave when my enemy is still alive and kicking?”
Godricmented coldly, “Look, things have started ying out in a way that you simply don''t have
many choices. The police, the army, the Secret Service as well as Nathan''s men were trying to get
to the bottom of this matter. The entire city is filled with their people trying to track you down. Once
you guys are nabbed by them, Mr. Tucker will surely get implicated. Can you see how your action is
going to affect Mr. Tucker adversely?”
Just then, the Dark Lord stuck out a finger at him and said, “One day. Go back and tell Mr. Tucker
that I just need one more day to kill Nathan. After doing that, he may arrange for us to leave the
country.”
After a moment of silence, Godric replied, “I''ll pass your message to Mr. Tucker, but I can''t be sure
whether he will approve it or not.”
Right after saying that, Godric and his assistant left the decrepit building inrge strides.
A ck sedan immediately pulled up in front of them.
While Godric was sliding into the back seat of the sedan, he instructed his assistant, “Caspian, the
mercenaries are a bunch of rebellious guy. Sooner orter, they are going to cause trouble to Mr.
Tucker.”
Wearing an impassive expression, Caspian asked, “Mr. Orion, what do I have to do?”
“I want you to keep an eye on the Dark Lord and his men. Regardless of whether they sessfully
kill Nathan or not, kill them as soon as the twenty-four hour time limit is up.” “Understood,” Caspian
acknowledged.