The Invisible Mogul novel Chapter 1130

“…M-Mr. Crawford…!” stuttered the middle-aged man who was so shocked and horrified by the turn of events that his eyes looked ready to pop out from their sockets!

Under normal circumstances, Gerald should have already melted into a pool of rotten meat by now… Even so, their initial plan had been to collect Gerald’s corpse after letting it rot in there for ten days!

Throughout that ten-day period, the Minshalls had already planned to actively look for ways to steal—the presumed dead—at least a portion of Gerald’s assets and possessions…

Nobody could’ve expected him to still be alive!

They had used the thousand years of poison! The most potent poison their family had!

Gerald himself ignored the shocked group of Minshalls, choosing instead to walk forward and look for a cool and safe spot where he then laid the now-unconscious Yume.

Following that, he casually walked over to the contraption he had earlier kicked before saying with a smile on his face, “What’s this then…? What were you guys so busy with over here? Hmm?”

“W-we were… um… W-worried that you didn’t have enough oxygen in the mines so we were pumping some in for you!” stuttered the middle-aged man who was now drenched in cold sweat. The damp discomfort on his crotch only served to signify how terrified he currently was.

“Oxygen, you say? But I’m pretty sure that this contraption pumps out poison gas, and not just any regular poison either! It’s a potent poison that causes the inhaler’s organs to fester, no? Regardless, with the amount of poison gas you were pumping in, I have to say that you guys are really willing to spend!” replied Gerald as he turned off the contraption that had still been sputtering poison gas out.

Knowing that there was no way out of this, the middle-aged man immediately knelt while saying, “P-please, Mr. Crawford! This is… This is all just one massive misunderstanding!”

Gerald, however, was having none of that.

Upon receiving a tight slap to the face from Gerald, the man’s teeth were immediately sent flying all over the place!

“You know, if it wasn’t for my unique physique, I would’ve definitely died in there already because of you people!” growled Gerald as his expression suddenly changed into one that exhibited pure fury.

Nobody had exaggerated when they described the potency of the thousand years of poison, and Gerald was well aware that even someone with Christopher’s strength would eventually be done for if he inhaled too much of the gas! The Minshalls truly were ruthless…

“P-please… Please spare our lives, Mr. Crawford…!” mumbled the middle-aged man who was already struggling to speak as his snot and tears flowed down his face.

“Oh? You want me to do that, do you? Fine then. I won’t personally end you. However, I’ll toss all of you inside the mine to see how you like it! Surviving from that point on are your own problems!”