Chapter 154 Feel the Despair!
"Mr. Jones, please listen to me..."
George was very nervous, his face suddenly changed, but at this moment, the call had already ended.
George, with cold sweat on his forehead, glanced at Jessica sitting on the sofa and smiled slightly. "Mrs. Miller, you heard it, this..."
Jessica, was surrounded by a cold aura, she looked at George silently and said, "He wants to destroy the Garcia family? Why?"
Jessica had no intention of destroying the Garcia family because the Miller family had some connections with them.
A sword hanging over the Miller family?
Jessica's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with a cold curve at the corner of her mouth, she smiled. "Interesting, I didn't expect that after all these years, he isn't the useless person I heard about."
George bent over and stood, trying to ask, "Mrs. Miller, what about the conscription order?"
"He's being reckless, and you follow suit? Do you know when a onscription order is supposed to be used?" Jessica's face turned cold. George was scared into a cold sweat.
With that, Jessica got up to leave.
However, at this moment, Jessica's phone rang.
Jessica furrowed as she glanced at the caller ID, an unfamiliar number, and her expression became unnatural.
"Hello, who is it?"
Jessica's demeanor was impeccable, her tone calm yet exuding an invincible aura.
"Quentin Miller, involved in a gang fight in 2013, resulting in one death due to severe injuries; in 2015, multiple instances of forced…; in 2018..."
As the deep voice on the phone listed Quentin's crimes one by one, Jessica's body trembled, her grip on the phone tightened and her eyebrows furrowed. For the first time, her expression changed.
Quentin Miller, the youngest child of the fourth generation of the Miller family, Jessica's elder brother's youngest son, and also the most favored great-grandson.
Over the years, Quentin had repeatedly committed various misdeeds, relying on the Miller family's influence to cover up his actions each time.
Quentin was deeply loved by the Miller family and was also Jessica's favorite little nephew.
"Who are you?" Jessica asked coldly, "How much do you want?"
The deep voice on the phone paused and only said, "What Mr. Jones wants, you, Jessica, cannot stop it, or Quentin won't see the light of tomorrow."
The call ended.
At this moment, Jessica felt a chill down her spine, and for the first time, she had the intent to kill William.
William was not joking.
Without any hesitation, Jessica said to George, "Give him the conscription order."
Jessica knew it wasn't worth burning bridges over a conscription order.
Jessica certainly didn't think that just Quentin was the sword hanging over the Miller family.
'William, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? What have you been preparing for these thirteen years?' With that, Jessica walked out.
The scene shifted back to William, who was holding Mary, looking up at the sky. The oppressive atmosphere of dark clouds gathering, a storm brewing, made everyone present feel a chill.
Many people had their hair standing on end, goosebumps rising.
"Did I hear wrong just now? What did he say? Some kind of family conscription order?"
"I didn't understand either, and he wants to destroy the Garcia family? Is he an idiot?"
"This guy is probably scared silly, trying to scare people over the phone. What an idiot, so pathetic!"
"I bet when the Twilight Brotherhood arrives, he'll be on his knees begging for mercy, probably even shitting himself."
At this moment, the crowd was buzzing with discussions. Their expressions various, some with disdain, some with pity, some with hatred, and some with sympathy.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd, "They're here! Owen is here! It's the Twilight Brotherhood!"
Then, in the square, hundreds of people all turned their heads, looking towards the electronic gate.
Everyone held their breath.
The electronic gate opened, and a convoy slowly drove in from the entrance.
Leading the way was a black Mercedes. And followed by a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, the iconic little golden figure, showcasing an extremely luxurious status and position.
A custom-made Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, worth over a billion.
The design was highly symbolic. Just the appearance of this car made everyone realize that the person inside must have an extraordinary status and position.
This was practically a mobile vault.
Behind it were more than a dozen luxury cars escorting it: Cayenne, Maserati, Audi R8, Land Rover, Maybach—all top-tier luxury cars.
It was simply too shocking.
Moreover, the flowing light on the Rolls-Royce reflected the dark sky, making it look furious and awe-inspiring.
" Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, Maybach, all luxury cars!"
"Amazing! Is this the Twilight Brotherhood? Alan can't even compare."
"It's over, this guy is completely done for today. He messed with the Twilight Brotherhood, he's as good as dead."
One side of the entire square was filled with luxury cars.
Then, the car doors opened one after another.
Dozens of men in black suits stepped out of the cars, emanating a chilling aura. They all stood respectfully in front of and behind the Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, waiting for the main figure.
Just this formation was intimidating enough.
Then, the door of the Rolls-Royce opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out. He wore a dark blue suit with a golden emblem on his chest, had slicked-back hair, a square face, a full beard, and sharp eyes that made people shudder.
The head of the Twilight Brotherhood, Owen Garcia, Timothy's adopted son, and his most capable one.
Michelle had already rushed over, crying out in grievance. "Owen, look at me, I'm hurt so badly..."
"Michelle, don't worry. Since I'm here, I will make sure you're safe. Anyone who offends the Garcia family will die." Owen patted Michelle's head, showing great affection.
Then, he walked towards the center of the square where William was holding Mary, his whole body exuding coldness.
Dozens of henchmen surrounded William tightly, leaving no gaps.
These men drew gleaming blades from their waists, exuding murderous intent.
The crowd had already scattered, retreating several meters back in fear.
The murderous aura from this group was too intense.
Owen looked at William in front of him, with a sinister cold smile on his lips, he glanced at his watch and said, "You have five minutes left. Say your last words, bid farewell to your family, and take a good breath of the fragrant air. These will be the most comfortable five minutes you have left in this world. Because after five minutes, my brothers here will slice the flesh off your body piece by piece."
Owen was full of arrogance, with hidden murderous intent in his eyes . He now looked like a performer on stage, showcasing his act.
"Of course, if you don't want to die, you can choose to kneel now, crawl to my sister like a dog, and beg for her forgiveness. If she forgives you, I'll only cripple your limbs."
Michelle walked over, she glared angrily at William and said,"No way, I won't forgive him. I want him and that bitch to die together."
She wanted William dead, to die in torment while begging for mercy.
Owen shook his head and said, "Then there's no choice. You shouldn't have messed with the Garcia family."
William remained calm, slightly raising his head to look at the two of them. His expression was cold and silent, his lips twitching slightly.
"Scared?"
Michelle was extremely arrogant and excited at this moment. She smiled and said in a mocking tone, "Didn't you just make a phone call? Where are your people? Where are they?"
With a wave of Owen's hand, dozens of henchmen wielded blades and stepped towards William.
One of them, with a flash, swung the blade down, aiming for William's shoulder.
Just then, a sudden thunderous roar erupted, echoing like a tidal wave through the pharmaceutical factory!
Everyone was startled and stunned.
They looked up towards the gate of the pharmaceutical factory.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Four huge green camouflaged hollow steel pipes had already extended from outside the courtyard wall.
Following that, the courtyard wall collapsed with a loud crash.
The scene imprinted in everyone's eyes was an unforgettable nightmare for life.
Too terrifying, too horrifying, too shocking.
a sudden thunderous roar erupted, echoing like a tidal wave through the pharmaceutical factory!
They moved with unstoppable force, as if no one could stand in their way.
Everyone screamed and scattered.
And these four tanks stopped abruptly less than 5 feet away from William.
The four giant cannons adjusted their angles with a click. Two aimed at Owen's head, one at Michelle's head, and one at Gerald's head.
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