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Ares reassured, “Lacey, don’t worry. Nothing will happen with me around.”
“That’s good to know.”
Subconsciously, Lacey covered her hands around her stomach.
Ares mustered enough strength to break free of the ropes tied to his wrists and ankles.
He then walked toward the cell door and tugged harshly on it.
Instantly, the lock broke.
Ares instructed, “Lacey, rest here. I’ll bring you home soon.”
“Alright.”
After hearing her reply, Ares strode out of the room.
Lacey stared at Ares’ towering back with dazed eyes.
For a moment, she could sense a familiarity akin to Daniel from Ares. This must be... what a father is.
In the hall of the submarine, the members of Bloodsworth Syndicate were still enjoying their time.
The hall was filled with a strong alcoholic scent and the smoke from the cigarettes lingered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNo one noticed that Ares had come close to them.
Patting on one of the men’s shoulder, Ares muttered, “Do you have a lighter?”
The man laughed, “Come, come. Try this new cigarette I got from Eurasia. I heard it’s the most expensive...”
The man’s voice trailed off.
He had suddenly felt that the face in front of him was foreign yet familiar.
It was foreign because he was not one of the members of Bloodsworth Syndicate.
Yet, it was familiar because it felt as if he had just met this guy earlier.
Soon, a thought popped into his mind as he recalled, Isn’t this Julian’s driver? Isn’t he being locked in the cell and
had ropes tied around his wrists and ankles? Why is he here?
A wave of danger came crashing onto him.
He was about to shout for help, but Ares was quicker; a punch from the latter rendered him unconscious.
The lighting in the hall was dim; The air was thick with smoke, and the noise echoed in the hall. No one realized
what had happened.
Ares casually walked toward a group of four who were playing cards in the corner.
“Hey, do you have a lighter?”
Neither raised their heads; they were fully focused on their game. “Go get it yourself.”
Ares replied, “Sorry, I can’t reach it.”
One of them with a beard cursed as he took the lighter and handed it to Ares, “Get lost. Don’t f*cking interrupt with
my game.”
F*ck! Ares fumed, “How dare you curse at me? Die!”
Huh? The bearded man froze as he raised his head.
He sounds really arrogant. Is he the boss?
When he lifted his head, he saw a face twisted into a ferocious look.
His heart skipped a beat as the danger alarm in his mind wailed.
He only managed to open his mouth before Ares’ punch landed on his face.
The bearded man instantly passed out.
The other three paled as they swiftly looked up.
However, before they could meet Ares’ gaze, the latter’s punch had already collided with their faces.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn an instant, the other three fainted.
Originally, Ares wanted to quietly deal with these people to avoid them from escaping.
However, one of the men playing cards had a bottle of wine in his hand.
When he passed out, the bottle fell on the ground and shattered into pieces.
Immediately, everyone turned in the direction of the noise.
When they saw Ares, they were dumbfounded.
“Huh? What’s going on? Aren’t you supposed to be locked in the cell? How did you come out?”
Putting on a calm look, Ares randomly pointed at a man with a scarred face. “He’s the one who let me out.”
The men instantly turned their furious gazes at the scarred man. “F*ck, why did you let him out?”
The man hissed with reddened face, “Why are you listening to his rubbish? I’ve always been here. Where would I
have gotten the time to let him out?”
The crowd contemplated his words and nodded in agreement.
Right then, a figure landed in the middle of the crowd and started landing blows on them.
It was Ares.
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