CHAPTER 120

　　His eyes grew wide in horror. He was familiar with that phase of mine. Whenever I was extremely angry, I would do that.

　　He lowered his head. "Yes, LL."

　　The traitors of the mafia were held captive in the dungeon. I just needed a perfect time to release my anger. They were my pawns.

　　I checked all the boxes. Everything was nicely packed. It was for our next shipment.

　　"If I hear another mistake this time, those who are going to be responsible for this shipment will have their heads on the next boxes. I swear on my gang," I said sternly. "Be careful next time."

　　I looked at my wristwatch. It was 7 P.M. already. Time really flies fast. I walked towards the torture chamber. Byran was standing outside, waiting for me. He glanced at me before opening the door.

　　I stepped in. Susan and Nity were there, already crying in fear. They were my so-called close friends from high school. They shivered in terror.