Fergus hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright! I'll head over there with a team. We'll see what we find!"He hung up and turned to his bodyguard. "Gather a dozen guys and get to the junkyard, pronto!""Yes, Mr. Cobb," the bodyguard replied, ready to move.…The junkyard in Steinberg's western district couldn't have been more desolate. Located around 30 miles from the city center, it was a long drive, about an hour under normal conditions. The area was mostly barren land waiting to be developed. It was the perfect hideout for anyone looking to stay off the radar.At the heart of the junkyard, in a large, empty warehouse, Whitney sat bound to a chair. Her hands and feet were tied, and a gag kept her from screaming. She could only manage muffled groans through the cloth. Not far from Whitney, two tattooed young men were lounging. They drank beer, munched on beef jerky, and watched short videos on their phones."Bro, this chick is a total smoke show. Ain't it a waste just
Instantly, the scrawny man's arm froze in midair. He let out a blood-curdling scream while clutching his arm. Dropping to his knees, he writhed in pain and yelled in agony."Who's there?" the other man shouted. He grabbed a machete and glared at the rusted iron doors. A figure emerged from the doorway, each step slow but deliberate, radiating an air of menacing aggression."You two are dead meat," Sebastian said coldly, his voice dripping with murderous intent. The air around him seemed to vibrate with sheer malice. Even Whitney could feel it as she shuddered at the intense atmosphere.She stared in shock at Sebastian, who had appeared like some kind of hero to save her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she was overwhelmed by relief. She never expected him to be the first to find her.Sebastian raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you okay?"Whitney nodded furiously, tears streaming down her cheeks as she said, "I'm fine… I'm okay…"Whitney suddenly felt so wronged and aggrieved
The scrawny man's face turned pale, and he dropped to his knees. "I'll talk! Our boss ordered us to do it. He said we had to kidnap that woman and hold her until we got further instructions.""Why?" Sebastian asked with a frown.The scrawny man trembled as he replied, "I-I don't know. Our boss tells us what to do, and we just do it. He doesn't share anything else with us."Sebastian's frown deepened, his voice growing colder. "What's your boss's name? Where is he now?"The scrawny man hesitated, and his expression changed."Not gonna talk?" Sebastian said with a cold laugh, raising his hand to reveal three silver needles. "If I use these, you'll suffer a fate worse than him," he warned, pointing to his convulsing partner.The scrawny man flinched, trembling uncontrollably. "He's Leonardo Cobalt. We call him Leo. He's in charge of the underground casino in the downtown west. He's probably at the casino right now…""Casino?" Sebastian muttered with a frown.Hans wasn't wrong;
Leonardo's face darkened instantly upon hearing the question. He frowned and stared across at Sebastian with a cold gaze. "Who the hell are you?""Does it matter? You just need to answer me. Were you behind Whitney's kidnapping?" Sebastian asked coldly.Leonardo snorted, laughing derisively. His eyes were filled with contempt and mockery. "Kid, you come into my place talking big. Are you looking to get yourself killed?""Yes or no?" Sebastian repeated, his tone unwavering.Leonardo's expression turned grim, his eyes gleaming with irritation. He turned to Milo and asked sharply, "Where's the woman?"Milo was already in a state of shock as he collapsed to his knees with a cry. "Leo, h-he saved the woman!""What?" Leonardo roared, his anger erupting. His eyes locked onto Sebastian, his voice turning ice-cold. "Kid, are you here to start trouble?"Sebastian replied calmly, "Trouble didn't start with me. It started with you."Leonardo's rage boiled over. "You're fucking dead!" Wit
Leonardo let out a furious roar, and the guards hastily reloaded their guns, ready to shoot Sebastian from above. But before they could pull the trigger, Sebastian dropped to the ground and dashed forward at a high speed. Within a few quick moves, he had taken down all guards, leaving them clutching their broken arms and screaming in agony on the floor.Leonardo was dumbfounded, his heart pounding with fear. This guy was insanely strong, far beyond anything he'd ever seen."W-What do you want?" Leonardo stammered, his voice trembling with fear.Sebastian turned to him, his tone cold and emotionless. "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?""You wish!" Leonardo shouted defiantly. In his line of work, the first rule was to keep his mouth shut, or else he'd never survive."No? I've got a hundred ways to make you talk," Sebastian replied coldly as he stepped toward Leonardo.Seeing Sebastian coming at him, Leonardo shivered in fear and tried to scramble away. But with a swift fli
"Who even are you?" Sebastian frowned.Leonardo let out a mocking chuckle, his voice filled with spite as he shouted. "You don't even know who Mr. McQueen is, and you dare wreck our casino? You really have a death wish!" "Spit it out if you have something to say," Sebastian retorted coldly.Leonardo was infuriated by the comeback, and he shouted, "Fine, you're so cocky! Let me tell you, this is Mr. Zachary McQueen, one of the three infamous underground casino kingpins in Steinberg!Leonardo continued, "In Steinberg, everyone bows to Mr. McQueen? He controls 18 underground casinos and over 20 entertainment venues! Just one word from him, and he can summon a thousand men! "Kid, no matter how tough you are, you think you can take on a thousand people? I suggest you get down on your knees and beg for mercy, or you'll be dead before you know it!" Sebastian frowned, looking at the crawling Leonardo. "You done?" he asked coldly.Leonardo frowned. "What are you waiting for? Kneel!" h
"Attack!" Zachary ordered coldly.Suddenly, the door of the private room was pushed open.In the blink of an eye, dozens of henchmen in black suits burst into the room, filling the space to the brim. A voice bellowed from outside the room, demanding respect and sending shockwaves through the tense atmosphere. "Who dares touch Mr. Ballard without my permission?" Zachary stiffened, his body trembling as he turned toward the source of the voice. Stepping boldly through the door was a tall figure in a white three-piece suit and matching white shoes. The man strode in with a menacing aura, flanked by a retinue of subordinates.It was Hans! The undisputed kingpin of Steinberg's underworld, a man with the power to control everything with a single hand. The sight of Hans immediately drained the color from Zachary's face. Hans was a well-known man in Steinberg. Although Zachary was one of the three major kingpins of the underground casinos, with his own sphere of influence, he had
Upon seeing James enter, Zachary's expression changed dramatically, and his brow furrowed with concern."Mr. Turner? What brings you here?" Zachary reined in his anger and gave a slight bow, showing James a level of respect.James, the head of the Turner family, was a legendary figure in Steinberg. Anyone with any influence in the city had to give James some measure of respect. Even someone like Zachary knew better than to disrespect him."Hmph! If I hadn't come, would you have gone so far as to cripple Mr. Ballard?" James snapped, his face filled with displeasure.Zachary shuddered at his words, and he frowned in confusion. He glanced at James and asked, "Mr. Turner, are you here for this punk?""Watch your words!" James pounded his cane on the ground with a resounding thud, his voice sharp with reprimand. "Zachary! To speak to Mr. Ballard like that… Are you disregarding me?"Zachary froze, and his expression changed. He quickly stammered and said, "No, of course not, but I don'