In a VIP ward of a high-end private medical center in New York City, two young men with traumatic injuries were chatting on two adjacent beds.

"William, the Chinese guy who beat us up a few days ago seemed to be very difficult to deal with. After he was arrested, tens of thousands of people surrounded the New York Police Department with guns."

"Tsk, Michael, you're not as scared as Chrome!"

"Hehe... Do you think our Hermas family is as timid as the Max family? What's there to be afraid of when there are more people? The Eagle Sauce Country is the Eagle Sauce Country of our capitalist family. It's not the turn of a Chinese to act arrogantly."

"That's right. That yellow-skinned Chinese guy actually dared to mess with the upper class of our capitalist family. Even if there is someone behind him, what can he do? He can still be easily killed."

"After his injury gets better in a couple of days, we will play with him slowly. By then, we must make that Chinese guy watch his girlfriend scream."

"Hehehe...Michael, your idea is really perverted. However, I like it. I must severely whip that bitch when the time comes."

"……"

As they spoke, the two showed obscene expressions and laughed at the same time.

The laughter was full of malice and arrogance.

However, at this moment

"Bang, bang, bang~"

A series of deafening gunshots rang out.

The laughter of the two people in the ward stopped abruptly, and they looked at each other with a panicked look.

"William, what's going on? Was that a gunshot?"

"Michael, calm down, there are more than a dozen bodyguards outside! What are you afraid of? Even if there is a problem, it can't hurt us."After hearing this, Michael was relieved.

However, the next second, he looked at the door.

Suddenly, his face froze.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed to the door of the ward, and spoke tremblingly.

"But...but...William, do you know those people at the door? Are they your bodyguards?"

Hearing this, William turned his head, his expression also froze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.

"If I say I don't know him, will you believe me?"

Michael's teeth were chattering with fear.

"Then... who are they?"

On the other side, William did not answer this question, but immediately raised his hands and shouted

"I surrender, please don't shoot. I am William Coles of the Colton family. My family is very rich. If you have any requests, please let me know as soon as possible."

This series of words was spoken very fluently, fully demonstrating the basic survival literacy of the second generation of capital when facing danger.

At the same time,

Michael also hurriedly raised his hands and repeated similar words.

"I...I...I surrender, please...please...please don't shoot"

"I...I'm from the Hermas family.……"

Just now I said this

""Bang~"

A gunshot rang out, and in an instant, Michael's chest was pierced with a bloody hole, and he fell directly on the bed.

In a blink of an eye, the blood stained the white sheets red, leaving a deep red mark.

This scene frightened William, who was originally very calm, and made him tremble all over.

Brutal!

It was too brutal!

On the other side, the assassin who had just fired the gun walked forward and fired a few more shots viciously.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

"I’ll make you stutter…I’ll make you stutter…I’ll make you stutter!"

William, who was standing next to him, was so frightened when he heard this.

Oh shit!

Michael’s death was so unjust, he was shot to death for this reason. It’s just…too ridiculous…

After a few shots, the assassin seemed to have calmed down a lot. He turned his head, raised his hand, and shot the other one without hesitation.

"Bang~"

A gunshot rang out, and in an instant, William followed in the footsteps of his companions.

Blood flowed out, staining the entire bed sheet red.

When he was dying, he used up his last bit of strength to ask the question in his heart:

"Why... why... why?"

Hearing this, the assassins shot him again frantically, cursing and spitting at him.

"Bang bang bang bang~"

"Fuck! I hate minotaurs, let you minotaurs, let you minotaurs, I let you minotaurs……"

As he spoke, several bullets flew out, completely killing the other party.

And William only had one last thought left.

In the next life, I will never be a minotaur again. Then, the dead soldier's eyes changed, and he left with the other dead soldiers with a blank expression.

At the same time.

In a villa in New York City.

Lin Yaozu turned his head and spitted with a curse.

"Damn, these two bastards, they got it so cheap"

"Are you still thinking about me, the bull head?"

"Seeking one's own death"

"However, this talent ability [Death Man Control] is really interesting."

"It feels so real, like controlling a virtual character."

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