The Ex-Con Who Conquered the World novel Chapter 197

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He knows he’s beaten, yet he talks like he’s doing us a favor by letting us leave? Ridiculous.

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Stefan stepped toward Theodore and said, “You’ve got it backwards. I’m gonna put you in place.”

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Theodore paled, putting on a brave front. “Stefan, what do you think you’re doing? Even if you’re strong, I’m the Prescott family heir–the future head of the family. Lay a hand on me, and you will be destroyed.”

Stefan sneered, “Threats? They don’t work on me.”

He ignored the warning and closed in step by step.

“Go! Get him! All of you–stop him!” Theodore shouted as he backed away.

He ordered the six or seven men left–including the ones who’d held Nina hostage–to attack.

The men knew they were no match for Stefan, but they charged anyway.

Stefan punched and kicked, taking down these Hidden Force Grandmasters with ease. They were nothing to him.

“Stefan, look out!” Nina cried out in panic, stepping forward as if to run to him.

She’d seen Theodore pull a gun and aim it straight at Stefan.

A gunshot rang out.

But Stefan was already prepared. He’d noticed Theodore’s move before Nina even warned

him.

He grabbed the body of the man he’d just choked and used it to block the bullet.

“I’ll kill you!” Theodore shrieked, his face twisted with rage. He kept pulling the trigger. “You’re just flesh and blood–bullets will kill you!”

Bullets tore into the body, spraying blood everywhere. By the time Theodore realized what was happening, it was too late..

Stefan appeared beside him like a shadow. His hand shot out, grabbed Theodore’s gun and twisted it hard.

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Theodore’s wrist snapped, and the gun clattered to the ground.

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Stefan kicked him hard in the chest. Theodore crashed to the floor, spitting up blood, his ribs shattered.

He screamed in agony. As the Prescott family heir, he’d never suffered such pain.

Stefan looked down at him with a harmless smile. “You wanted to kill me?”

But Theodore’s heart sank. That gentle, innocent look sent chills down his spine.

He could feel the killing intent.

Trembling, he begged, “Stefan–Mr. Bryant–I’m sorry! I’ll lick your shoes clean! I’ll pay you back! Any amount of money you want!”

Stefan lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said slowly, “Then get down on your knees and lick my shoes.”

Theodore froze. To save his life, he swallowed his pride, dropped to his knees, and started licking Stefan’s shoes desperately.

As the Prescott family heir and future head, he’d never felt such humiliation.

He held it in, but hatred blazed in his eyes. He swore he’d make Stefan pay for this humiliation a thousandfold.

Theodore vowed to spend every last coin hiring experts at the Peak of the Transformed Sect Realm–or even higher. He would capture Stefan, chop off his limbs, and torture him endlessly.

A sharp, tearing sound cut through the air.

Theodore looked up in terror as a giant hand clamped down on his throat like a beast’s fang.

Stefan’s voice was calm. “Show me that look you had just now.”

Theodore’s heart skipped a beat. He panicked, begging, “Stefan, I really am sorry! I give up! I mean no harm–spare me, and I’ll obey you forever!”

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