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Just now, when Barry left, the way he looked at her made her heart flutter—she could sense a shift in his attitude. Suddenly, Murray dropped to one knee, face ashen. Everything had been so certain—how had it all turned upside down? A flash of murderous intent passed through Murray’s eyes. He picked up his phone and made a call. “Kill Nigel,” he snarled furiously. “Chairman, Nigel just left on a mission. He won’t be back for another three months.” “Damn it! That bastard played us!” Murray’s voice trembled with rage. He’d already swallowed the meat—how could he be forced to spit it back out?

Howling Vincent dropped down beside me, pressing his hand against my neck, instantly cutting off my air. "If it weren't for the fact that Nigel wants to deal with you himself, I'd kill you right here and now." He growled, his eyes flashing red. "You're lucky." Releasing me, Vincent stood up, keeping his gaze fixed on mine as I gasped for air, greedily trying to ignore the pain that surged through me with each puff. "Poor thing." I chuckled, closing my eyes. "Too bad you won't have the opportunity to do away with me with your bare hands."

Break Bone Human didn't want to make a big deal in the Unicorn Shop, but Tadhg Walter despised his Vincent the boss, he couldn't hold back. Eugene Vincent was very supportive of Break Bone Human in the past, causing a man in the dark to jump down kill knife, and cancel wrong return right. Previously, he worked as an assassin, after meeting Eugene Vincent, helping him erase all his sins, making his hope come true, a normal life, being a good citizen. Eugene Vincent's favor heavy is like mountain to Break Bone Human, no one can despise Eugene Vincent. So a murderous aura accidentally ran on Break Bone Human, standing in front of Tadhg Walter's face.

Vincent groaned as he got up from the ground. He dusted his pants and smiled again, narrowly avoiding another incoming assault. Then, Cohen retreated into the cabin. Vincent Hale, the second-in-command of the fifth battalion who was supposed to be dead over a decade ago after Mira killed him except that he was right here as healthy as the horses. Wrong species, but everyone understood.

"But I'd say it was worth it. Now I have all the ammunition I need to make sure you never like him again." "Really?" I ask, arching an eyebrow. "And what else did your little investigation uncover?" Vincent's grin widens. "Oh, not much. Just that his goal is to become a tax lawyer who's passionate about his stamp collection. Likes to jog in the mornings. And he's terrible at parallel parking." I burst into laughter again, shaking my head. "Okay, now you're just making things up." "No, I am not," Vincent says, his tone serious. "I've seen him parking with my own eyes. My private investigator showed me the footage."

Vincent punched him again but unlike a while ago, he managed to not fall to the floor. "You done introducing yourself? I guess it's my turn now," Vincent said. He grabbed the man's collar and placed his mouth near his ear. "I am Vincent fucking Mogilevich, just in case you don't fucking know me." He violently pushed the man and leave the dancefloor with Celestine in his arm. Clyde swallowed his saliva as his face becomes pale. He looked sharply to two of his friends that helped him stand up. "Why no one tells me that he's young Mogilevich?!"

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added Matt. Then, Mr. P and Matt also shared that the survey results showed that Vincent's electability had increased even though he was still inferior to Jamaal. “Vincent's electability survey has increased but still lost to Jamaal. This is still in the early months of nomination. Maybe next year Vincent's electability will skyrocket,” said Mr. P. "Yeah, I agree," Matt said. My head was spinning all of a sudden. I remember everything I've been through before. At first, there was Brother Bowie, a pedicab driver, who was arrested by ICEC because he was accused of being involved in money laundering by the Regent of Madura Floyd Sr. The Regent used Bowie's name to obscure the origins of his cor