Abner strode into Delin Street.
Feeling the hostile gazes around him, the member of Piercing Thorn sneered inwardly.
He already had a plan.
Not a single person on this street would escape, including Sakri and Ethan Hunter.
Although Sakri was a comrade, he had violated Piercing Thorn's greatest taboo. There was no reason to keep him alive. As for the collaborator Sakri had mentioned?
Naturally, he would be killed as well.
That was Piercing Thorn's style.
And it was a principle Abner upheld.
"Stop!"
Outside a house, the gang members guarding the door shouted at the approaching Abner.
"I'm Abner!"
"I have an appointment with your boss, Ethan Hunter!"
Abner was already impatient, murderous intent seething within him, but he remained outwardly calm.
"Wait here."
One of the gang members picked up the telephone behind him. A few seconds later, he turned back and jerked his head at Abner. "Go in!"
As he spoke, they cleared the doorway.
Abner walked inside, but two gang members followed closely behind him, openly holding guns.
Their muzzles pointed straight at Abner's back.
"Keep walking. Don't look back!"
"Otherwise..."
When Abner glanced back, one of the gang members threatened him.
Abner nodded and walked straight ahead.
His obedient behavior drew mocking laughter from the two gang members behind him.
Abner paid them no mind.
Who would get angry at a dead man?
Or, more precisely, who would get angry at a group of people who were about to die?
Abner wouldn't.
Neither would Qin Ran.
Sitting in the office, Qin Ran lit a cigar and leisurely watched Abner approach outside the door. Smoke rolled from his mouth, not only shrouding his face but filling the office and steadily spreading into the corridor.
Under his friend Lawless's "persuasion," Qin Ran had long since stopped rejecting