Chapter 145


    The gunshot was so sudden that Owen was startled. He stopped for a moment when he was about to


    step on Tom.


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    Taking this opportunity, Tom exerted hisst strength and quickly rolled to the right, struggling out of


    Owen''s feet!


    After the gunshot, there was a voice, "Young master Owen Howard, live and let live. Stop."


    It was a man''s voice. Tom immediately looked up and saw a young man in sportswear who looked like


    he was running in the morning. He was standing more than ten meters away with a silver pocket pistol


    in his hand and a faint smile on his face.


    Owen also saw this person, and his face changed slightly. "Chou, it''s you?" he asked.


    The man nodded slightly and said, "It''s rare for you to remember me, young master. I''m very honored."


    If Rory was here, at a nce, he would have recognized him, the famous underground emperor of H


    City, Mr. Potter!


    It turned out that Mr. Potter''s name was Chou.


    When Tom saw Chou, a trace ofplexity shed by his eyes.


    At this moment, Chou also nodded to Tom and said respectfully, "Young master Tom."


    Tom did not respond. Instead, he stood up silently and resisted the urge to cough up blood.


    "Chou, are you going against me?" asked Owen in an unfriendly tone, staring at him coldly.


    Mr. Potter shook his head and said, "I don''t dare."


    "Then mind your business. Get out of my way!" Owen snorted as he was going to attack Tom again.


    But as soon as he moved, there was another gunshot. The bullet hit under his feet again. Mr. Potter


    said, "Young master Owen Howard, you''d better go back."


    Owen stopped again. He pulled a long face and fixed his eyes on Mr. Potter. "Chou! You''re determined


    to go against me, aren''t you?! Don''t think I''m afraid of you as you''re doing well in H City!"


    Mr. Potter lowered his head again to show respect for Owen, but he said, "Master told me to protect


    young master Tom during his lifetime, so please don''t make it difficult for me."


    "Damn! It''s this old bastard again!" Owen gritted his teeth and cursed. His face changed. He looked at


    Tom for a long time with unwillingness in his eyes.


    Tom, who remained as calm as ever, looked at Owen fearlessly.


    "You''re lucky! You got Chou to protect you." Owen snorted and said, "Well, I''ll let you go for a few more


    days. What belongs to me sooner orter belongs to me."


    After that, he dodged and disappeared.


    It was not until Tom confirmed that he had left that he was rxed. He was already sweating profusely.


    A fierce battle just now had consumed too much of his physical strength. If it weren''t for Chou, Owen


    would have wasted his martial arts even if he didn''t kill him.


    Mr. Potter put away the pistol and walked to Tom, trying to hold Tom, but Tom pushed him away. "What


    are you doing here?" he asked.


    Tom seemed toin about Mr. Potter.


    Mr. Potter said, "Young master Tom, I''m here to protect you."


    "Protect me?" Hearing this, Tom burst outugh as if he heard a very funny joke. "What a funny joke!"


    he said.


    As Mr. Potter saw Tom like this, his expression was changing. Finally, he lowered his head and bowed


    deeply to Tom, saying, "Young master Tom, I know you''ve been holding a grudge because I haven''t


    looked for you for the past four years, but this is what the old master ordered. He specially told me that


    I was not allowed to anything else but to protect you secretly."


    Hearing this, Tom was slighted touched as his expression changed. "Why did grandpa do this? What''s


    the purpose?" he asked.


    Instinctively, he believed Chou''s words.


    Mr. Potter said slowly, "I don''t know what master''s intention is."


    "Wait! No!" Tom immediately found the key information. He stared at Mr. Potter and said, "When did


    grandpa tell you?"


    ording to the timeline, grandpa suddenly fell ill four years ago and became a vegetable. He lost


    consciousness. It was also that incident that he was framed. Since grandpa had be a vegetable,


    how could he tell Chou about that? If he hadn''t told Chou, Chou would have been able to take on his


    responsibilities and help him grow, instead of watching him suffer for so many years!


    Thus this was a contradiction. The only exnation was that either Chou was lying or grandpa had told


    him before he fainted.


    But grandpa bing a vegetable was an ident. How could he be able to tell Chou in time?


    Mr. Potter said, "Young master Tom, you''re extremely smart. You found out something suspicious so


    soon."


    "Stop ttering me. What''s going on?" Tom asked, frowning.


    Mr. Potter said slowly, "In fact, the master told me before he became a vegetable. That day, he called


    me over and told me earnestly that he didn''t have much time left. He asked me to protect you secretly


    and not to contact you for four years. Only today, four yearster, can I meet you."


    After saying that, Mr. Potter''s expression was extremelyplicated, sad, admiring, and awed.


    Tom was surprised with his mouth wide open. His brain was working quickly, and his grandfather''s


    serious and kind face rose before him.


    He was a smart man. At this time, he immediately understood that his grandfather had told Chou early.


    Obviously, he knew that he would be a vegetable.


    And most likely, he knew who the murderer was!


    But he didn''t say anything. Even if he woke up four yearster, he still didn''t say anything.


    There were only two possibilities for this.


    First, this murderer was very powerful, not something the Howards could deal with.


    Second, this murderer was someone close to grandpa, and he was probably his closest rtive, so


    grandpa chose to suffer in silence even if he knew...


    After a long pause, Tom said, "Did grandpa say anything else to you?"


    Mr. Potter shook his head, and then he said, "There is a word that the master asked me to tell you."


    "What is it?"


    "The old master said that don''t think about revenge for him and live a good life, and go with the flow."


    Tom took a deep breath. He could imagine what his grandfather looked like when he said this to Chou.


    After a while, Tom looked straight at Mr. Potter and asked, "Do you know who killed grandpa?"


    Mr. Potter shook his head, indicating that he did not know.


    Tom didn''t ask any more questions. He was just asking casually. He didn''t expect to really ask anything


    from Chou because Tom knew he didn''t know either.


    "Grandpa, grandpa, who did this to you?" Tom looked back at his grandfather''s tomb and sighed in his


    heart.


    Then, he went back with Chou, reorganized his grandfather''s tomb, and said a few more words. It was


    not until the sky lightenedpletely that he began to leave.


    When they reached the foot of the mountain, Mr. Potter suddenly said, "By the way, young master Tom,


    there is a man named Rory who came to me and offered me high price to kill you. Do you need me to


    get rid of him?"