章節 803: Chapter 821: Misfortune of Being Just One Step Behind (11)

Percy Stanton's voice paused slightly, extending another hand, a handgun emerged from his waist, meeting Theodore Bundy's wrist directly. "Don't blame me for showing no mercy," he warned.

It was a top-grade German handgun, fashioned from pure black metal. Struck by sunlight from thirty-thousand feet in the air, it reflected an icy chill that pierced the heart.

The pitch-black muzzle slowly met Theodore Bundy's wrist as he distinctly heard the sound of the gun being loaded.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, the sound was barely audible yet heavily ominous, akin to a call from hell.

Theodore Bundy started shivering uncontrollably. At this moment, his life hung entirely on the hand Percy Stanton used to grip him. A white cloud passed around his waist, the barely detectable sensation sent a chill down his spine.

So, the rumors were true.

The tale of Thompson Empire Group, which originated from the Black Country and has since grown into the current business empire, was not a myth.