Chapter 897

Stanley followed Rocky. As soon as he stepped into the room, he pulled out his pistol.

However, Rocky hastily gripped the barrel. He looked horrified.

“Put the gun away!”

His voice was shaking.

“Mr. Rocky, are you saying it’d be too easy to kill him with one shot? Should we torture him by cutting him into pieces?" Stanley said.

It suddenly dawned on Stanley. A grim smile appeared on his face, and he put the pistol away.

“Did I say that?” Rocky shouted, and he slapped Stanley across the face.

Stanley looked blankly at Rocky. He didn’t understand why Rocky hit him.

"I killed him. What of it?" Frederick said, seemingly smiling at Rocky.

"Well done! That's well-deserved. I repeatedly told my men not to do anything wrong out there, but they refused to listen. Even if they bullied ordinary folks, I wouldn't let them off the hook, let alone you, Mr. Lester!" Rocky said with a straight face, clapping.

"Alright, stop pretending. I know you well enough." Frederick shook his head, spe