Daniel's presence was unstoppable.
With a series of bangs, over 170 subordinates turned into corpses, lying scattered across the warehouse. The place was flooded with blood.
The remaining subordinates were paralyzed with fear, their hands trembling as they clutched their guns. They wanted to shoot, but the bullets couldn't even keep up with Daniel's movements.
Colt and Conor were both stunned.
Colt's face twitched uncontrollably. He never expected today would turn into a massacre.
"Stop! Daniel, stop right now!" he shouted, his body shaking in fear.
Daniel halted and turned his gaze toward Colt.
Furiously, Colt shouted, "Conor is in my hands! If you make another move, I'll kill him! Now, raise your hands and kneel, or he dies! No matter how powerful you are, you'll only leave here with his corpse!"
Daniel couldn't help but laugh. Shaking his head, he calmly said, "I hate being threatened. Who do you think you are, trying to intimidate me?"
He looked at Conor and said, "Mr. Fuentes, you can rest in peace. Don't worry. I will make sure that everyone here accompanies you in death. Not just them but their families, friends, children, and the elderly. I won't let you die alone."
His tone was remarkably calm, as if he were simply stating a fact.
Daniel moved again. He charged toward the remaining subordinates.
The others immediately opened fire.
A rapid barrage of bullets flew at him, but Daniel easily dodged them.
Colt stood frozen in shock. He had seen many people kill mercilessly, but he had never seen anyone kill with such elegance and calm as Daniel.
Remembering Daniel's words, he suddenly understood—if he dared kill Conor, Daniel would destroy every single member of his family.
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