"Hurry, let's leave now!" Horace stared at the bodies as he scrambled to his feet.
He hurried out of the house, wanting to go as far away from the bloody scene as possible.
In the car, Horace tried wiping his sweat with some paper napkins. "Just how powerful can a 5-star general be? Even Walter had to kill himself in front of him. He's f*cking scary..."
"I'm not sure... Maybe he is quite powerful after all," Patrick said with a frown.
"This Isaac was a wolf in sheep's clothing all along..." Horace gritted his teeth.
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