Chapter 1212


    Over the years, the killers under him had various aftereffects. Some of them became paralyzed; some of


    them had an epileptic fit like Sandra, and some of the others’ brains had slowly deteriorated to a primal


    state. Others even had red rashes erupting all over their bodies before they died without any warning.


    Since no one knew what their aftereffects were, things spiraled out of control.


    Fear and panic spread like wildfire in Phantom Wolf. Ever since the disappearance of their boss,


    Quinton, Phantom Wolf had no choice but to disband; its remaining members were scattered


    everywhere. There was also arge number of unused stimnts that were divided among the members


    of Phantom Wolf.


    The sports world loved these stimnts—not only was it undetectable during urine tests, but it also


    enhanced the body’s ability to its highest potential. Since their useless boss had run away, Phantom Wolf


    members sold off several million boxes of the stimnts at a discounted price for their retirement fund.


    No one knew what their next fate would be, so this group of heartless assassins finally got what they


    deserved.


    When Quinton ran away to Cethos, he also secretly brought along a batch of medicine and hid it in his


    secret hideout. He wanted to show them to Linus to see if the medicine could relieve his symptoms.


    However, the sales of the stimnt were doing so well that all the sportsmen from different countries


    were demanding for it; there were even some buyers in Cethos. Quinton also wanted to buy a mink coat


    for himself—since he didn’t have much money on him and Michael wouldn’t buy it for him, he…


    “How dare you sell the stimnts in Bayside City! Are you out of your mind?!” Michael was furious as


    he questioned and banged Quinton’s door, but there was no reply from the inside.


    Michael never expected Quinton tomit crimes right under his nose. By the time he arrived at


    Quinton’s secret hideout, the stimnts had beenpletely sold out. Since he couldn’t find any traces


    of the fake drugs, he couldn’t figure out if Quinton had any other aplices too. There must be another


    aplice. Otherwise, he couldn’t have sold the medicine to Sandra!


    However, Quinton wouldn’t confess the whereabouts of his aplice, nor would he exin where the


    rest of the stolen money had gone to.


    A box of stimnts cost several hundred thousand at the very least; since he had sold seven or eight


    boxes, he should have a few million by now. Did he spend all that on a mink coat? He doesn’t even have


    a bank card; where else can all that money go?


    Celine huffed and said, “Don’t hit Quinton! Quinton said that he was cold and he wanted to wear a mink


    coat! You didn’t even buy him one!”


    Michael was so angry that his face had turned red. Is it my fault for not buying him a mink coat?


    Since he couldn’t hit Quinton anymore, Michael fell into deep thought as he tried to calm himself down.


    Suddenly, he lifted his head and saw Sophia giving him a pointed look as she stood on top of the stairs.


    Her big round eyes looked at him warily with a tinge of guilt.


    Realization dawned upon Michael—there was a crooked middleman! He used several million from the


    stolen money in exchange for a mink coat—the rest was swallowed by the middleman!


    Carmen used to bring Judge to her kindergarten and ‘sold its body’ for five bucks. In just a single day,


    she had earned more than a hundred and only shared a small amount with Judge, giving him a piece of


    ham sausage as payment. It’s in their genes!


    Sophia was afraid to speak, so she quietly disappeared and left the depressed Michael alone in the living


    room.


    Quinton was already bankrupt; the man who once had millions was now penniless. He also knew that he


    hade to the end of the road, so he returned to Cethos and joined Michael. Although Quinton had the


    goods in his hands, he had no way of selling them. Coincidentally, Sophia had learned of Sandra’s


    movements through her own connections and decided to team up with Quinton to sell the drugs. After


    deducting various middleman costs, the two people shared the profit from the goods.


    In reality, Sophia had deducted at least 90 percent from Quinton’s share and only gave him money


    enough for a mink coat. Quinton hadn’t seen the actual amount of money as Sophia just sent him a mink


    coat that she had allegedly bought with the money. That was payback for him being a jerk back then! He


    was heading to Africa anyway, so the coat was to be reused.


    Since Sophia had sold the medicine herself, she would know if something were to happen to Sandra. In


    the past, Quinton only took the stimnts once a month to slowly transform his body. That amount was


    more than sufficient, but Sandra used one every day; even without Sophia doing anything, Sandra was


    already doomed.


    Though Michael was furious with Sophia, he still had to clean after her mess. Much to his surprise, he


    didn’t have to do so—her tracks were clean as she didn’t use any local channels to sell the drug. Instead,


    she issued it from Bayside City and sent it around Europe and Africa before arriving in Bayside City once


    again. After going through so many different hands, she finally exported it back to the country. Quinton,


    too, was incredibly tight-lipped even after arge amount of money had been swindled from him.


    Truthfully, Michael knew that Quinton’s bodily functions were deteriorating; his superhuman strength and


    agility that came from the stimnts were slowing down. Soon, he would be worse than an ordinary


    person. Who knew what was going to happen to him? He could be mentally retarded or demented.


    Perhaps, he’d leave silently one day…


    Quinton oftenined he was coldtely, and he even had to wrap himself up in a coat with a heater


    at home; it was probably the aftereffects of the medicine. In the end, Michael decided to forgive him for


    the time being—he even bought him a new coat and phone so that he wouldn’t fight with Carmen for her


    tablet and phone all the time.


    Ever since getting his new phone, Quinton spent most of his time watching movies and dramas every


    day. He had recently taken a liking to Harry and watched all of his movies, including the drama Harry was


    currently acting in; he finished the whole series without missing a single episode.


    Quinton was still using Michael’s ount to watch these movies, so Michael could see what he had


    been doing.


    ‘War Dragon: What a trashy film! I wouldn’t even rate this with half a star.’


    ‘Doctor Invincible: Trashy film. Give me back my wasted time.’


    ‘The Winter Breakthrough: Cheap special effects. I heard that they used dyed huskies to impersonate


    wolves. Trash.’


    ‘The National Treasury Action: The male lead is too ugly. I refuse to look at ugly things.’


    After reading the reviews Quinton had left on his movies, Michael was furious as he picked up the fly


    swatter again and gave Quinton a good beating. There were pping sounds apanied by Michael’s


    roar. “How dare you rate all the movies I’ve starred in so poorly?!”


    Celine jumped out to protect Quinton. “Don’t hit Quinton! Don’t hit him! He is still young, so you can’t hit


    him!”


    Michael was so angry he almost had a stroke. Ever since Quinton came to the house, several fly


    swatters had been smashed. How could such an unbelievable existence like him exist?! Maybe the


    stimnts have messed with his brain too.


    The fuming Michael went back to his study. When Celine saw him leave, she smiled andforted


    Quinton. “Don’t be afraid, Quinton. I will protect you!”


    Quinton seemed unfazed as hey down on the sofa and tinkered with his phone, his legs crossed in the


    air.


    Just then, Cooper came back with his children; he saw Quinton sprawled on the sofa while ying with


    his phone. Strange sounds wereing out from the device, though.


    “Let’s learn how to sound like a cat and meow together…”


    “I have crossed mountains and seas, I have also crossed mountains of people…”


    “I want to take you to the romantd of Turkey…”


    Apart from Sophia, everyone else in the family treated Cooper with respect; Quinton was the only one


    who dared to sit crossed-legged in front of Cooper.


    “You just can’t use mud to hold the wall,” Cooper said in disgust.


    Linus smiled. “It’s better to be a puddle of mud than for him to go out and kill people.”


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    Sophia nodded. Quinton’s current situation was better now; he stayed at home to watch Tiktok videos


    and read blogs, which was better than him going out to harm society. Whenever Sophia came back


    home, the first thing she’d do was to plop on the sofa and turn the television on.


    There was another live broadcast of Sandra’spetition today. Sandra had used that medicine to


    enhance her physique, but the adverse effects were also quite severe; any kind of emotional outburst


    would induce a variety of adverse effects.


    She was foaming at the mouth previously; what will happen this time round?