A murderous glint flashed in Aurora Sinclair's eyes. She pursed her lips and delivered a heavy punch, shattering every meridian in his body and leaving him with just a breath of life.
When Alvin Morgan arrived, he saw a car crashed into a tree on the roadside with a man, half-dead, lying beside it.
Alvin Morgan's expression changed, and he immediately ran toward the factory. Inside, however, lay seven or eight men, barely clinging to life and moaning in agony on the ground.
"Where's Aurora Sinclair?" Alvin Morgan demanded, grabbing one of the less-injured men.
"H… help me…"
"Where is she?"
"I… I don't know…"
The Morgan Family's men quickly searched the factory but found no sign of Aurora Sinclair. They only discovered skeletal remains in a water prison.
Dean Morgan looked worriedly at his master's eyes, which were filled with a murderous aura.
"Young Master…"
"Take everyone here back to the Morgan Family."
