Todos os capítulos de Trash one: Capítulo 221 - Capítulo 230

A stream of multiple gunshots pierced through the air. The hundreds of armed fighters from the Shadow Elite's Squad concurrently. With all of them firing multiple shots each, the effect was like a prolonged gunshot. If not listen to carefully, one could have easily mistaken it for the multiple consecutively sound of thunder. Each shots fired by each of the hundreds of armed fighters of the Shadow Elite's Squad were more than enough to extinguish all of Rocky's men. The eighty odd mens from Rocky's Group fell dead almost at once when the shots fired. Every one of them had more than five gunshot wounds on their bodies. This members of the Wolf Hunter mercenary group did not even get the chance to pulled their triggers before they were all shot to death. Overlooking the bodies of his enemies, Ricardo spoke without any emotion in his voice. "We have zero tolerance for those who dared to offend our Young Master. Clean up the battle field and retreat swiftly, make sure not to alarm the You

After Rogers spoke, he took a glance at the woman who was pinned down under Wendell Hunt and knotted his eyebrows. "No rush though, you may finish whatever you were going first before leaving with us. Our Young Boss is really understanding. I'm sure he wouldn't mind waiting for a few more minutes for you." He said while grinning. Wendell Hunt got up from on the top of the woman and glared at rogers with his cheeks flushed red. Even though the man was secretly feeling rather fearful, he put on a stern expression and said. "Rogers Reaggan, how dare you! Don't you know who my Boss is? I'm the follower of Clarkson family, one of the most three powerful families in Fairview city. I'm sure you already know the Clarkson family's power in the whole state of Eastblue! I'm going to leave this room with my men right now, try to stop me if you dare! Master Clarkson will annihilate you and your enter family if you there to lay a finger on me!" After he finished speaking, he glanced at Den his rig

"You don't have to worry son, our Clarkson family has been everywhere in the State. Your Grandpa said he would get a more reliable person to avenge you." Freddie added. Tom clarkson, who was in a white patient gown, finally opened his mouth to speak. His voice did not sound as booming and orotund as it used to be. But instead, it had a sharper and more effeminate tone to it. He said without an emotion. "Dad, tell grandpa that I'm going to get revenge myself." Freddie Clarkson was momentarily stunned when he heard that his own son wanted to get revenge himself. Hannah Clarkson his mother try to persuade her son. "Tom my dear, why lower our selves to battle those crazy people?" Freddie Clarkson added. "Exactly! Just leave it to your Grandpa. Our aim is just to see that bastard Jate Woods and Rogers Reaggan dead anyway." With a menacing look in his eyes, tom clarkson said in a hoarse voice. "What good is revenge if we can't feel the satisfaction of it? I'm going to torture that bastar

Feeling comforted, Angelo Winston replied. "That sounds good. It's really thoughtful of the both of you." He did not have the habit of celebrating his birthdays, but turning 50 was considered a milestone. As such, it was a meaningful one. He had originally also plan to host a dinner and invite some of his close friends and relatives to get together. He wanted it to be a boisterous a fair so that everyone would know that the youngest son of the Winston family was also quiet doing well. After the wind that his daughter and her husband had already made arrangements for his birthday, he spent the rest of the day making calls to friends and relatives. Inviting them to his birthday event at the Centennial Hotel's Phoenix hall held at noon tomorrow. However, when he make a call to his mother, Lady Winston, he heard something which had grown him off. Letting out a Satisfied laugh, Lady Winston said. "What a coincidence! I'm also planning to celebrate my grandson John to his 28th birthday a

With his pride hurt, Angelo Winston blamed his daughter and son-in-law for his predicament. "See? I've already told you guys not too fuss over my birthday. We now have 50 empty tables without any single guest, how embarrassing is this." Just then, the hotel manager walk over and asked in a hushed tone. "Mr. Winston, it's just half an hour to noon. But none of your guests have arrived yet, are you still intending to proceed with the lunch as planned?" Angelo Winston could feel the mocking stairs from the manager and the service crews. He was scorched with shame and was thinking of canceling the lunch banquet and offering to wear the resulting losses. But before he could state his intention, Jate had already spoken. "Of course we are proceeding as planned. Please arrange for more service staff, I'm afraid that the people you have here will not be enough to handle are numerous guests." The hotel managers can around the deserted Phoenix Hall and silently sneered, before casually ackno