Charlie had always acted this way, but everything changed when he was suddenly shot four times. His ankles felt like they had turned to mud, and he copsed to the ground.


    In a moment of panic, he instinctively tried to catch himself with his hands, but he forgot that his hands were now just two bloody remnants of bones.


    As he used the gaping wound on his shattered wrist to brace himself against the hard ground, a wave of gravity overwhelmed him, sending shockwaves of pain through his wrists. This agony felt like a caught fish iling desperately, and he screamed incessantly as he writhed on the ground.


    Blood sprayed everywhere as he struggled, and A Liang, who was nearby, got sttered with Ma Kui’s blood due to their proximity.


    Ovee with fear, A Liang’s legs gave way, and he copsed to his knees. Despite suffering unbearable pain, Ma Kui still fought for breath and pleaded with Charlie:<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    “Mr. Wade, I’m nothing but a waste now. Please forgive me; I’m in my sixties and have lived a dog’s life…”


    Charlie frowned and replied, “Have the countlesspatriots you’ve persecuted ever knelt and begged you for their lives?”


    Ma Kui was left speechless. Over the years, many had met their end at his hands.


    He remembered how almost every victim had knelt before him, begging for mercy, but he had never shownpassion. He had always been merciless. In that moment, Ma Kui realized he could foresee his own fate.


    Deep down, he understood that today would be hisst. Charlie continued, “If I were to simply kill you, it wouldn’t be enough for those you’ve murdered. They would feel their hatred remains unquenched. So rest assured, even after your death,


    I will ensure you pay for your crimes in blood.” Ma Kui was taken aback, confused about how Charlie could possibly continue to extract payment from him after death. Surely, he couldn’t split himself into a thousand pieces?


    As he pondered this, Charlie turned to Abbas, who stood beside him. “Abbas, investigate all of Ma Kui’s background and gather information on his immediate family. Look into every financial transaction he’s made over the years.”


    “If any adult in his family uses the ill-gotten gains he’s earned, I will ensure that person is sent to Syria.”


    “From ages 18 to 70, men and women alike will be treated the same! I want him to work in Syria for the rest of his life, repaying this blood debt!” Abbas replied respectfully, “Understood, Mr. Wade. I will arrange for the investigation immediately!”


    Upon hearing this, Ma Kui broke down in tears.


    He was simr to Soleil and Xu Jianxi, trying to make a living for his family.


    However, he felt stronger than they were, being older and having already brought his family to North America, where they had sessfully obtained Canadian citizenship.


    He had three sons. The eldest, in his thirties, worked at a multinationalpany in Toronto and had started his own family. His second son had just married earlier in the year, while his youngest was set to graduate from college this summer and enter the workforce.


    While none of his sons were exceptional, they had allpleted their university education, thanks in part to the better educational resources in the West and Ma Kui’s ability to provide for them.


    ording to Charlie’s n, Ma Kui’s three sons would be forced to work in Syria for the rest of their lives to repay the blood debt owed by their father.


    How could Ma Kui bear to condemn his sons to such a fate? He cried out, “Mr. Wade, it’s all my fault! As the saying goes, it’s not my family’s fault. Even if you kill me now, I am only asking you to spare my family, please…”<fnb68d> Get full chapters from FιndＮovel</fnb68d>


    Charlie scoffed and asked, “Have you heard of Soleil and Xu Jianxi?” Ma Kui shook his head, bewildered.


    Since ine’s incident, those two had vanished from the world, and Ma Kui had lost all contact with them.