"Master, it's really bad!" At this moment, the butler rushed in hurriedly with a box in his hand.
Richard Jefferson frowned. "What the hell happened? Whoa, slow down!"
The butler cried. "Mr. Jefferson, the young master, is dead!"
"What?" Richard and Gary were shocked.
Gary rushed over, grabbed the butler's collar, and snapped. "Don't you make things up, or I will kill you!"
The butler turned pale with fright, picked up the box in his hand, and said, "I'm not lying. It is the young master's head inside!"
Gary immediately opened the box and a human head was exposed.
Roger's eyes were widened with a look of horror on his face. He looked as if he had seen something terrifying before he died.
"Goodness! My son!!!" Gary burst into tears when he saw Roger's head.
Richard slumped into the chair with a disbelieving expression. "How could this be? Why?"
Roger took hundreds of fighters to the East Coast to kill Chris Shelby. They were supposed to get Chris Shelby's head back, but instead, Roger's was sent.
Richard stood up and snarled, "Where is Tod Milton? Where are our hundreds of fighters?"
The butler hesitantly said, "Master, I have already sent someone to check, but... I found there were more than a dozen off-road vehicles parked on the national road near the border of East Coast, and as for the others, they were all gone…"
Poof! Richard spat out a mouthful of blood.
Tod Milton and hundreds of fighters disappeared - They must have had a miserable ending.
The Jeffersons spent countless resources developing these warriors. Now that they were all dead, it was a big strike for the family!
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