Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

He rushed to Gary, held Gary's dead body, and cried.

"Son! Wake up!"

However, Gary didn't answer no matter how hard he cried.

He lost his son and grandson today.

It was such a misery for an old man.

Richard raised his head and glared at Chris with red eyes.

"You killed my son and my grandson! Bastard! You killed them!"

After saying that, Richard picked up a blade on the ground and rushed to Chris.

Bang!

Chris punched Richard.

Richard was thrown away by the punch.

He hit the wall heavily.

Puff!

He spat out blood.

Richard leaned against the wall and cursed, "Chris, you son of a bitch..."

Puff!

Before he could finish his words, he spat out blood again.

Chris's punch had broken his organs.

Richard knew he was dying.

He stared at Chris and asked, "Chris Shelby, tell me who you really are!"

Richard was not convinced.

The Jefferson family was destroyed by Chris Shelby, who everyone thought was a loser.

But he didn't believe that Chris was really a loser.

He had to know Chris's identity before he died!

Chris looked at Richard and answered, "I won't be merciless to a dying man. I'll tell you who I am."

"Lord Death, the Primus!"

"Lord Death, the Primus!"

"Lord Death, the Primus!"

He took Richard's bloody finger and print Richard's finger on the contract.

Then he also left.

The Jefferson mansion was like hell.

Blood and dead bodies were everywhere.

Ten minutes later, two people sped over here.

They were a girl and a man!

The girl looked elegant. She had a stunning face.

The man was old. He wore a black robe.

The old man checked Richard's dead body quickly and then reported to the girl respectfully, "My lady, Richard is dead. No one in the Jefferson family has survived."

The girl looked at the dead bodies on the ground. She frowned and sighed, "We are too late. The Jefferson family has been destroyed!"

Then she asked the old man, "Mr. Black, do you know who did this?"

Black shook his head and answered, "I don't know. According to the wounds on their bodies, it should be a master. I checked the temperatures of their bodies. They should have been killed half an hour ago."

The girl and the old man traveled around Pinkerton.

When they got the distress message from the Jefferson family, they came here as fast as they could.