Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 144

Besides, he was now a businessman with money.

With money and men, he had more power.

However, a top-tier big shot like that was killed in his own territory.

The youth with a baseball bat took a deep breath and asked with eyes wide open.

'What's going on here?'

"Who else in River City's underworld would take a shot at Charles but us?"

No one answered.

It was because no one else dared to do so.

Their power had always been a rival to Charles'.

The rest of the underworld were no match to them.

There were no other small gangs that would dare to face Charles.

Then who did it?

The youth with a baseball bat pondered for a few seconds before they found the informant they set up at Charles' place to find out what had happened.

"What did you say? That cripple?

"A cripple who single-handedly knocked over so many people and killed Charles on the spot?"

The youth with a baseball bat widened his eyes with shock on his face.

Seeing this informant nod, the shock the youth felt increased unabated.

When he met Sean, he thought there was something unusual about Sean.

Who knew he narrowly escaped the cripple after all.

He was strong and ruthless.

People like him were terrifying...

"Sean...

"Come on, let's head back."

The youth silently said Sean's name and led his men back.

They were going to take advantage of Charles' presence here today to hit Charles.

However, someone beat them to it and killed Charles.

They had achieved what they wanted and could report the completion of their task.

However, the name Sean Lennon had been etched in their hearts.

...

Willow's home.

In the dimly lit living room, Willow was idly watching short videos.

However, she was distracted and was not paying attention to the videos at all.

Her eyes lingered more on the digits on the phone screen.

After Sean left with those guys, Willow found it more unsettling as she thought about it.

Sean said those guys were his friends, and they came to him to take care of something.

Willow had just woken up, confused and not thinking much.

After she sobered up afterward, she remembered the eyes of those youths in black...

It was not the way you would look at a friend.

Therefore, Willow could not help worrying.

The longer it went on, the worse it got.