"Thank you, Mr. Whelan! Thank you, Mr. Whelan!"
*Sob...*
They were terrified to their cores.
Mr. Smith was truly a demon who didn't blink at bloodshed.
Elena stood up then and patted Jon on the shoulder. "Since you've vented your anger, we should go."
Jon quickly followed her.
Tyler followed them out as well.
Rook and the others supported each other, limping along behind Tyler.
As for the mess at the scene, Tyler left specific people behind to clean it up.
Outside, night had fallen. This area on the edge of the city wasn't very prosperous.
The streetlights were dim, and the infrastructure was incomplete.
Seeing Tyler trailing behind them, Elena said to Jon, "Wait for me here for a moment."
She then walked a bit further ahead.
Tyler quickly scurried after her.
Once they were out of earshot, Tyler pouted and whined, "Boss..."
"Is this how you manage your subordinates?" Elena questioned him.
"Boss, I have so many people under me, I can't keep track of everyone. This Rook is just a small-time character. I didn't know he offended you. Boss, please forgive me!"
As Tyler spoke, he reached out and tugged at the corner of Elena's shirt, twisting the fabric in his hands.
He looked exactly like a child who had done something wrong.
Jon, watching from the distance along with Rook and the others, was dumbfounded.
Was he seeing things?
The murderous, ruthless demon was... pouting?
That look—he was acting like a spoiled puppy towards Elena.
*Oh my God!*
Was this really the Mr. Smith they knew?
"Boss, why don't you hit me to let off steam? Boss... it's been so long since you hit me, I actually miss it..."
Elena looked at his pathetic, fawning expression and raised her hand, genuinely wanting to smack him.
"Hit me, hit me! Boss, come on..."
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