Chapter 983

Zeke smiled. Conseal’s real reason for returning must be to deal with me for Conrad.

Zeke replied, “Approve of it. The Lewis family sought trouble with me several times, and I’ve been wanting to take them down. Since Conrad won’t hand me the Lewis family, I’ll use Conseal instead.”

What?

Bloodthirsty Wolf was livid, “Damn you, Conrad! How dare you touch my Zekky! Zekky, I’ll summon the top men from Tulle to steamroll the Lewis residence! I’ll rip Conseal into shreds as well!”

Zeke felt relieved. Finally, Bloodthirsty Wolf sounds like a man. He’s not a lost cause after all. At least he’s capable of acting like a man, even if it’s only for my sake.

Zeke warned him, “Don’t interfere. All you’re allowed to do is approve of Conseal’s leave.”

Bloodthirsty Wolf agreed reluctantly.

At the Atheville International Airport, Conseal entered Eurasia using a fake passport.

To Tulle, forging a passport and ID was child’s play.

At that moment, Conrad sent someone to pick Conseal up, then he headed for the Lewis residence straight after getting off his plane.

The moment Conseal set foot into the place, he saw Ryker’s coffin and altar.

Zeke smiled. Conseal’s real reason for returning must be to deal with me for Conrad.

The sight of Ryker’s lifeless body instantly threw him in a rage. It was so intense that he even exuded a murderous intent.

Everyone was intimidated by this aura and did not dare to move.

Tulle’s mercenaries were the elite amongst the elite.

Conseal offered some flowers and muttered, “Ryker, rest in peace. Leave it to me; I’ll avenge for you.

Conrad, get me the details of the enemy.”

Conrad hurriedly passed him Zeke’s data file.

After checking the data file, Conseal burnt it and sighed, “Conrad, help me prepare some offering to the gods so that I can pray for forgiveness.”

Conrad was confused, “What crime did you commit?”

Conseal replied, “Our enemy is a businessman. I once vowed that I’d never harm a civilian, but... looks like I’ll have to break it today.”

Conrad replied, “Got it.”

Following that, Conseal inquired, “Also, the data shows that Zeke is close with a street fighter named Alfred Booth? Get Alfred to invite Zeke over. I want to assassinate him when his guard is down.”

Conrad frowned, “Brother, you’re a top mercenary in Tulle. Do you really have to resort to assassination for a simple businessman?”

Upon hearing that, Conseal berated him, “Rubbish! Ryker was a general, but he still died under the hands of a businessman. There’s only one possibility -- he underestimated the enemy. If you continue underestimating him, you’ll have a heavy price to pay!”

“I understand. I’ll work on it,” Conrad responded earnestly.

Conrad hired a few men to kidnap Alfred and his family, then he hid them in the basement of a hotel.

It was at Contour hotel, owned by the Lewis family.

Alfred was but a gangster, so it was child’s play for him to kidnap him.

He was frustrated being locked up and started swearing, “Damn it, who are you! If you want revenge, let’s have a one on one! Coward! The rules of street fighting are that you don’t touch people’s families!

The martial arts association will get you for this! Show your face, and I’ll be sure to spit on it!”

Snap!

All of the lights in the basement turned on, forcing Alfred to squint.

He only got used to the lighting after some time and noticed a figure in front of him.

When he took a close look, he was stunned.