Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Richard Jefferson stood up, seemed to have made up his mind, and said with a grim look. "Pass my order - raise defense level for Jefferson Manor to the highest. No one is allowed to leave!"

"Yes, Master!" Upon hearing the order, the butler immediately retreated.

"Gary, send a distress signal to Middleton!" Richard Jefferson turned to Gary.

Gary nodded and turned away.

Richard gritted his teeth and soliloquized, "Chris Shelby, even if you kill everyone in our family, I will make you pay!"

As of now, he could only fight to their death!

...

The sky was dimming gradually.

It was dark tonight, without a trace of moonlight.

A perfect night to kill!

The whole Jefferson Manor was brightly lit.

Richard and Gary were sitting in the hall, afraid to fall asleep.

Gary asked curiously, "Dad, do you really think Chris Shelby will come?"

"Since Chris Shelby sent us the note, it means he has decided to kill us."

Richard was a sly old fox in his eighties after all. Even though they didn't know if Chris would come tonight, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Richard looked at Gary and asked, "Are we all set? Did you send a distress signal to Middleton?"

Gary said confidently, "Dad, don't worry, I have done everything as you said. If Chris Shelby dares to come over, I promise that he will not be able to leave..."

Before Gary finished speaking, there was a loud bang - the door of the Jefferson Manor got kicked away.

Richard yelled, "Get out!"

Gary was not reconciled but could only retreat.

"Are you Chris Shelby?" Richard asked, staring at Chris. It was the first time he saw him. A look of surprise appeared on Richard's face. Because Chris looked younger than Richard thought he would be. Chris's complete arrogant temperament was subconsciously cold!

Chris smiled and said, "That's right, this is him. And you are the head of the Jeffersons in Pinkerton, Richard Jefferson? By the way, we are relatives."

"Humph!" Richard snorted coldly, "Cut off the nonsense! You killed my grandson, Roger Jefferson!"

Chris nodded. "Yes, I did it."

Richard nodded. "You dare to come over to the Jefferson Manor - it seems that you really want to die!"

"Come on!" With the order, hundreds of people rushed out from all directions, surrounding Chris and others.

These men were holding long knives and staring at Chris.