Chapter 1267
In the dead of night, atop a skyscraper in the heart of Seathburn City, a man clad in a black tactical jacket aimed a sniper rifle at the window of a nearby office building.
Inside, Kurt sat at the head of a conference table.
The man wore a white mask, and after steadying his aim, he pulled the trigger.
The shot rang out, and in an instant, the figure at the window crumpled to the floor. In seconds, panic erupted in the office building across the street.
"Good job." A deep voice called out from behind him. "You're even more capable than Hugh."
The sniper turned slowly and said in an icy and measured voice, "I've told you before, Liam must die."
"Hugh missed his shot at Liam, but that was thanks to you—"
The man stepped closer and clapped a hand on the sniper's shoulder. "Now it's your turn to take the spotlight."
"I'll hand over all Larson Group's resources to you," he continued, with a hint of a mysterious smile creeping into his voice.
"What could be more painful than bet

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