The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 990

Razor stood there with his hands in his pants pocket and said nonchalantly, “Master Cecil, I used to follow Master Bowen in the past. The things you did recently have gone overboard. How many brothers who followed you back then were secretly disposed of? Do you really think we don’t know about it?”

Toward the end, Razor was almost roaring with anger!

After that, he took out a voice recorder and pressed the play button.

A seductive female voice could be heard saying, “Master Cecil, didn’t you say that Joe is just a dog you raised? Why do you treat him so well?”

Cecil’s voice replied, “Since he’s a dog, I have to feed him well. Look, as soon as I said I’ll give him Riverdale, he’s so happy. What else is he but a dog?”

“Master Cecil, are you really going to give him Riverdale?”

“Since it’s mine, it’s up to me whether I want to give it or not. Why? If I don’t give it to him, would he dare to snatch it from me?”

It was followed by Cecil’s loud laughter…

“Master Cecil, be gentle with me…”

There was dead silence on the scene at this moment!

All the men behind Razor and Ali stared at Cecil fixedly.

The men behind Cecil were also shaken at this moment, looking at the burly Cecil in front of them with doubts in their eyes!

Cecil was actually this sort of person.

At the same time, Theo’s people brought Joe, who was covered in blood and had his limbs broken, directly from behind and threw him into the rain.

Joe’s face was full of disbelief at this moment. His eyes were red as he stared bitterly at Cecil. With a crying face, his lips were shaking as he roared. “Why?! Master Cecil, tell me why! I’ve followed you for seven years! Seven long years!!!”

The ultimate admonishment.

At this moment, all the hearts of the men standing behind Cecil froze over.

They looked at each other, then many began to drop their weapons and lost the will to resist.

If the boss was disloyal, why should the subordinates work hard?

Even Joe was betrayed so mercilessly!

Cecil’s face was full of hatred. He held a dagger in his hand and laughed up to the sky, letting the rain fall on his face.

Then, he turned around, pointed the dagger to his men, and shouted, “Pick up your weapons! You’re my dogs! You must listen to me! I’m now ordering you to go up and hack them into pieces! Go!”

Puff!

As Cecil’s words fell, a delicate figure rushed out among the crowd opposite him and pierced Cecil’s abdomen with a long dagger.

Slash!

Cecil did not expect this change at all. The dagger in his hand fell as he squeezed the shoulders of the weaker figure fiercely, tearing the mask off that person’s face!

Hiss!