Chapter 848

Chapter 848 What Else Can I Do?

Claude’s pupils contracted.

A gun had been pressed against his leg before he even had a chance to react.

“Bang!”

A gunshot echoed through the building, Claude immediately let out an agonizing scream.

Cloud dashed down from the second floor.

He pointed the gun at Claude’s good arm and shot at him coldly.

Claude’s screams became increasingly agony!

That wasn’t the end of it, Charles fired the third bullet, this time at Claude’s good leg.

The agony in Claude’s cries intensified. He felt like he was going to pass out, but the intense pain prevented him from doing so.

Zephyr took a step forward. His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty chill, and his expression was icy.

He raised his gun, the muzzle circling Claude’s body.

“There’s nowhere else for me to shoot; it seems like this is the only place I can shoot,” he explained.

His movement came to a halt as he said this.

The muzzle was pointed at Claude’s heart.

Claude’s panic caused him to forget about the pain and stifle his breathing. His eyes widened as he glared at Zephyr.

He pleaded, “Please, don’t…”

With his life on the line, he felt an irrational urge to plead for forgiveness.

دمات التمر A loud bang was heard, and a bullet took his life before he could finish his sentence.

A wisp of smoke emitted from the muzzle. Zephyr took out a handkerchief and wiped his muzzle.

His malicious gaze lingered over Claude, seemingly appreciating his sorrowful and pleading expression. He wanted to make sure Claude understood everything before taking his final breath.

“In your next life, you should gain some perspective and learn who you can and cannot afford to offend.

You have no right to end Ms. Neera’s life.”

These words sounded like demon whispers. The last remnants of his consciousness vanished into the abyss of hell.

At this point, Claude appeared to understand something, but it was too late to say anything. He shut his eyes and breathed out his final breath.

The quartet of sinister figures exchanged looks upon realizing he had passed away.

“All right, let’s go. We haven’t finished clearing out his strongholds.

Over the course of the next two days, more than ten of Claude’s strongholds were destroyed.

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On the third day, at Claude’s headquarters Two burly men in black appeared out of nowhere. The two looked at each other and frowned as they took in the horrific scene.

After a thorough examination, they concluded that Claude’s stronghold had been completely destroyed.

A little taken aback, one of them said, “I thought they would spare the headquarters, but it appears that they have ruthlessly wiped them out!”

When his peers saw the mess, his expression darkened.

“That force had demolished so many of Claude’s strongholds at once, dealt with the aftermath so cleanly and neatly, and left these people no way to run. Whoever is behind this clearly has a powerful background.

“Claude was closely connected to us. Given that they were able to wipe out Claude’s men, they were undoubtedly aware of our connection. By making a move on Claude, they’ve made it clear that they have no respect for us. Our credibility will suffer if we do nothing, and explaining that to our superior will be a nightmare.

Their superior had amassed a fortune through Claude over the years. Their boss was likely to explode in rage after learning that their benefits had been slashed.

“You’re absolutely right. It looks like we have some serious digging to do.”

They talked for a while longer before heading back to report.

In their haste to leave, one of them unintentionally showed off the “W” tattooed across his neck. It was a symbol of a certain Mafia organization in Ludrye.

Neera spent the next two days recuperating in the research center before returning home.

Osbert escorted the couple to their vehicle. He was still concerned, and he kept reminding them along the way.

“Neera, you need to change your bandage regularly and keep the wound dry. Don’t neglect your health because of your hectic schedule. You should rest more if it is not absolutely necessary to work.”

“Okay, okay!” Neera replied with a smile. “You’ve been telling me this all night. It’s too much for me.”

Osbert sulked and defended himself, saying, “It’s because I’m worried about you. This is the worst injury I’ve ever seen you have.”

As soon as he finished, he became aware that someone was staring at him.

He looked up and met Jean’s gaze.

Why are you looking at my It’s not necessarily for you to nag us, even though you are a doctor,” Jean shot back at him coldly.

“How am I supposed to brag when you’ve taken care of everything?”

Neera laughed heartily.

Osbert was also amused. He finally admitted, “Okay, I know I’m wrong. I should have given you this chance. I’m going to trust you with her at home. I know you can handle her.”

“Of course.”

Jean nodded slightly. After that, he took Neera home.

When they got home, the triplets ran over to greet them.

“Mommy, why haven’t you two come home for the past few days?”

“Did something happen?”

“Mommy, you appear to have lost weight and are ill. Are you sick? Or are you just too tired?”

The triplets were always observant. They were worried about their mother, so they examined her from head to toe.

Fortunately, the temperature had dropped. Neera wore long sleeves to conceal her injuries.

She didn’t want them to be worried. Naturally, she lied to them.

She merely smiled and reassured them, “No, I’m at the research center. I haven’t returned home because I’ve been too preoccupied with work. Sorry for making you worry about me and not spending more time with you.”

The triplets were relieved. They shook their heads obediently.

“It’s fine. We understand how important your work is. You must be tired after working so long. You need to get some rest.”

“It’s fine. We understand how important your work is. You must be tired after working so long. You need to get some rest.”

“I will,” Neera said, smiling. I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in a while. I’ll spend the next two days at home resting.”

The kids were easily fooled and had no idea what was going on.