The iron gates of the Hilshire detention center were opened.
"Come on!"
"Put them surrounded!"
Dozens of burly men who had been waiting in the square outside immediately rushed up and surrounded the iron gate.
Today, eight ex-cons were out of jail.
The prisoner walking in front was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Dozens of burly men in uniform black suits stood with their hands clasped and their faces grim. It was clearly not nice people.
At the head was a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was holding a photo and comparing it with the prisoners coming out of the prison, as if he was looking for someone. It made the prisoners sweat on their foreheads and wonder, "Is it possible that the people who came out of prison with us had enemies of these people?"
It was such a bad luck to be revenged as soon as you got out of prison!
So, each of them ran faster than the other.
In two minutes.
Sean Mason was the last one out of the prison after the first seven inmates had left, and he closed the iron gate. He glanced at the scene outside the door, his face as flat as water. "Are you looking for me?" he asked.
"The Young Mr. Mason!"
The pupil of the middle - aged man at the head shrank suddenly.
Dozens of people around also became tense in an instant, as if facing a big enemy. They stare intently at Sean Mason's every move, ready to pounce and take him down.
But Sean Mason didn't seem to see it.
"Don't call me the Young Mr. Mason."
Sean Mason shook his head, passing the middle-aged man, "I was not the Young Mr. Mason from the moment I was framed and thrown out of the Mason family five years ago."
The middle-aged man put his hand over Sean Mason's chest, blocking his way.
"The Young Mr. Mason, whether you admit it or not, you have the blood of The Mason family running through you. The Old Mrs. Mason has ordered us to bring you back to the Capital City to meet her…" With that, he winked at the burly men around him.
Immediately, dozens of people swarmed and the encirclement shrank rapidly.
He was packed like sardines.
Not even a fly could get out, let alone a person.
"What if I say no?"
Sean Mason showed no fear, but his eyes suddenly turned cold and he snorted, "Did the old woman tell you what you were to do if I refused?"
"Bring you to her. Dead or alive."
The middle-aged man turned and made eye contact with Sean Mason, not trying to hide his murderous look.
To kill him? They dared!
Moreover, with the Mason family's influence in the Capital City, even if they did take Sean Mason's body back, they would not have to bear any consequences.
"Really?"
Sean Mason paused, then smiled.
The smile was a little sad.
Five years ago, Sean Mason was the Young Mr. Mason of the Mason family in the capital city. The Old Mr. Mason loved him very much and trained him as the future heir of the Mason family. Moreover, he engaged the daughter of the Porter family in the Capital City and had a promising future.
However, things changed.
The Old Mr. Mason died, and the Old Mrs. Mason took power.
Contrary to the Old Mr. Mason, the Old Mrs. Mason disliked Sean Mason from childhood. Because Sean Mason's mother was from Hilshire, and her family was just a small and humble family in Hilshire.
They were no match for each other!
In the eyes of the Old Mrs. Mason, Sean Mason's mother was just a wild woman clinging to the Mason family, while Sean Mason was just a wild child born by a wild woman, unworthy of inheriting the Mason family's industry.
He didn't even deserve to be a Mason!
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