Chapter 2352


    Derrick squatted down in front of Thomas. He reached out to grab thetter by the hair and turned his bloodied face around to meet his gaze. "Nathan is not going to forgive you for this, Thomas. Working with me is your only shot at redemption. Be my inside man close to him. Find an opportunity to administer the poison. I will give you the tools you need when the timees. Even an autopsy wouldn''t be able to reveal the true cause of death with what I have in store for him. Uponpletion, we''ll call it even by waiving your gambling debt. On top of that, I''ll throw in three billion as a reward. How about that?"


    After considering for a moment, Thomas smiled.


    Derrick reciprocated the smile when Thomas'' face suddenly contorted with rage as he spat a mouthful of blood onto Derrick''s face.


    "So that''s the n, isn''t it?" Thomas shouted. "To conspire with Joh against me. You had it all nned out to force my hand by ckmailing me. However, there is one thing that you''ve failed to ount for. Even if I die, I will not betray the General. Kill me and be done with it."


    Smack!


    Derrick pped Thomas across the face. Looking absolutely livid, he took a handkerchief out of his shirt pocket to dab the blood on his face.


    One of his bodyguards, Counsellor, spoke up. "Master, we have a stubborn, loyal type on our hands. Let''s just get rid of him. We''ve wasted enough time trying to change his mind."All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    Buster nodded in agreement. "That''s right, Master. I can stomp this guy dead in half a second, and we''ll be freed up to go after Nathan himself." Derrick shook his head. "No, we must have him on board."


    He waved his hand, and one of the men appeared to hand him a syringe filled with white fluid.


    Derrick sneered at Thomas. "You think you''re the first stubborn idiot I''ve had to deal with? You can fight all you want, but you will sumb to this in the end." He gave the syringe a little shake.


    Derrick gave a delightedugh at Thomas'' wary gaze at the syringe. "You must be wondering what''s inside this. It''s moremon than you might think. Remember the drug addicts you''ve met on the streets of Marsingfill?"


    Thomas grew pale at his words.


    Derrick cackled at Thomas'' fright. "Not so brave anymore, aren''t you? Whenever the craving kicks in, you''ll be on your knees begging me for a hit. By then, you''ll do anything to get your hands on this thing. You''ll even kill your own parents, let alone Nathan."


    Thomas''s eyes widened in horror.


    With a sudden movement, he dived toward a wall with the intention of smashing his head against it.


    Before he collided with the wall, Counsellor stopped him.


    In a sh, he ced his body between Thomas and the wall and grabbed Thomas by the neck before lifting him up in a chokehold.


    "Master did not allow you to die yet.


    Resign yourself to your fate."


    Derrick handed the syringe to Buster. "Hit him with this."


    Buster took the syringe and approached Thomas with a sly leer on his face. Raising the syringe high above his head like a dagger, he aimed for Thomas'' heart.


    Struggling with all his might against


    Counsellor''s firm hold, Thomas watched the approaching needle with horror. Unable to bear it any longer, he squeezed both eyes shut in eptance of his fate.


    At that critical moment, a red light burst forth.


    Smash!


    Without warning, the syringe in Buster''s hand shattered into smithereens.


    Buster and the rest of the men jumped back in fright.


    Who could it have been to break a syringe with a cigarette butt?


    "Who''s there?" he roared at the direction from which the projectile came. Derrick and the others followed his gaze into the darkness.


    Thomas cowered in equal parts of fear and relief at the arrival of his savior. "G-General..." he stuttered.