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Chapter 1001: Chapter 1001: Killing Someone with a Borrowed Knife
"President Radcliffe!"
Thud!
After everyone in the room had left, Third Brother of Leopold Family knelt in front of Otis Radcliffe, weeping bitterly: "I’m sorry, I didn’t know Desmond Martin..."
"It’s okay."
Otis Radcliffe bent down and smiled at him: "Desmond Martin is Desmond Martin, and you are you. Although you are friends, you are ultimately not the same person, are you!"
Such comforting words allowed the Third Brother of Leopold Family to relax somewhat.
As long as he didn’t die, anything was bearable.
"Thank you, President Radcliffe, from now on, whether I climb mountains of knives or descend into pots of oil, I will definitely do so without hesitation!"
He immediately declared his loyalty.
Now even a fool could see that Otis Radcliffe was rich and powerful.
And he was extremely decisive in his actions, becoming the boss of Gonzalez City was only a matter of time.
If he was the first to choose sides, he would definitely get a share of the cake in the future.
"Is that a jest, or are you serious?"
Otis Radcliffe leaned back in the chair, legs crossed, smilingly watching him.
"Dead serious! I, Third Brother of Leopold Family, am willing to lay down my life for Young Radcliffe!"
The Third Brother of Leopold Family felt his heart lurch and hurriedly looked up, speaking with sincerity.
"Good, I just happen to have a favor to ask of you."
Otis Radcliffe said cheerfully.
"President Radcliffe, just say the word!"
Thinking about his good friend Desmond Martin’s tragic death, the Third Brother of Leopold Family was now in extreme panic!
The Otis Radcliffe of today had completely changed, showing no mercy in killing!
He was desperate to make an impression, to turn the page on this incident.
"Actually, it’s not a big deal."
Otis Radcliffe took out a cigarette from his chest pocket and put it in his mouth.
"Allow me."
The Third Brother of Leopold Family shakily took out a lighter from his own pocket, attempting to light the cigarette.
"No, I don’t smoke cigarettes lit by a dead man, it’s bad luck."
Otis Radcliffe declined with a laugh, and Thomas Pendleton immediately passed the flame.
"Dead man..."
Upon hearing these words, the Third Brother of Leopold Family trembled and began to think frantically.
Should he break the net in a do-or-die struggle?
Or should he struggle in desperation?
He was not willing to give up!
Nobody wanted to die!
"I know you are very dissatisfied and even thinking about a lose-lose situation."
Otis Radcliffe took a deep drag of his cigarette, releasing a cloud of smoke: "But this Young Kensington at my side, might send you on your way before you even make a move."
He pointed to the youth in the white suit next to him, stating faintly: "You were fortunate enough to witness Young Kensington’s skill right before your death."
As soon as the words were spoken.
The youth in the white suit extended his hand and slowly made a grabbing motion in the air!
Crack!
The glass on the table shattered at the sound!
Subsequently, it turned into dust.
The Third Brother of Leopold Family watched dumbfounded, collapsing to the ground like a deflated ball.
Despair!
He was filled with despair!
"We are friends, after all. If you do this thing for me, I can take care of your family. Otherwise, I can only let you all reunite."
From beginning to end, Otis Radcliffe maintained a nonchalant demeanor.
No anger could be seen, no rage.
Even, no indication that he was planning to kill.
Just like chatting with an old friend, he had already decided on the life and death of the Third Brother of Leopold Family.
"You... what you mean is..."
The Third Brother of Leopold Family lifted his head in despair, managing a bitter smile: "Let the calamity not extend to my family."
"What are you talking about!"
Otis Radcliffe stood up and patted his shoulder: "We’re friends, is it not the right thing to do to help take care of your family?"
"Thank you..."
The Third Brother of Leopold Family said hoarsely.
He was not resigned!
But even if he weren’t resigned, what could he do...
One person dies, and a whole family stays safe.
He had no choice.
"Here’s the plan, I want you to ’bump into’ my sister at just the right moment, and then—take a knife and kill her! Remember, your knife is fake, but make sure the knife you give her is exceptionally sharp! I don’t care how you do it, but I need the photographer to capture the moment my sister kills you."
Otis Radcliffe paced back and forth in the room, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette.
"You understand what I’m saying?"
He stood in front of Third Brother of Leopold Family and asked indifferently.
"I understand."
Third Brother of Leopold Family nodded, his face ashen.
This was to be a murder by proxy...
"I just don’t understand, President Radcliffe, why bother with such a scheme? Wouldn’t it be easier if I simply killed her with one stab?"
Faced with such doubts, Otis Radcliffe rarely took the time to answer a question for a dead man: "My brother-in-law once told me something. He said death is the best escape, and that living can be infinitely more cruel than dying. Do you understand?"
"I understand..."
Third Brother of Leopold Family nodded again.
"Go back and enjoy your last night with your wife and child."
Otis Radcliffe waved him off, watching as Third Brother of Leopold Family left.
In the private room, only three men were left.
Otis Radcliffe, Harrison Sterling, Thomas Pendleton.
"Pendleton."
Otis Radcliffe looked up at Thomas Pendleton standing before him.
The two were friends, fair-weather friends.
Before Otis Radcliffe was driven out of Gonzalez City, he would hang out with Thomas Pendleton and others all the time.
Now that he had come into his own, he sought out his former partners first.
"Darnell Lopez, I’m all ears!"
Thomas Pendleton was not intimidated by Otis Radcliffe.
He was a dog, a very loyal one.
"If it’s okay with you, what do you think of my sister? Would she make a good wife for you?"
Otis Radcliffe said with a chuckle.
"I wouldn’t dare... I couldn’t possibly consider being related to you by marriage..." 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Thomas Pendleton quickly shook his head.
"It’s alright, I’m thinking of adorning my brother-in-law’s head with a green hat. After all, the most humiliating thing for a man is that. Before I send my sister to prison, I might as well make use of her one last time."
Having said that, Otis Radcliffe put his hands in his pockets and stood by the window, looking out at the night.
The so-called night view.
A pitch-black expanse where the twinkling lights had been snuffed out by darkness.
"If Darnell Lopez says it’s okay, then it’s okay!"
Thomas Pendleton said with a grin: "How about this, I’ll have a few guys tease her first, and then when the opportunity is right, I’ll take over. How does that sound?"
With Otis Radcliffe backing him, he feared nothing.
In Thomas Pendleton’s mind, Julius Reed was just a tough guy.
No connections, no real ability.
Just reckless.
After all, everything he knew about Julius Reed had come from Otis Radcliffe’s mouth.
"Excellent, I love how smart you are."
Turning around and leaning on the windowsill, Otis Radcliffe said with a smile: "If you handle this well, I’ll let you have Itai Huntington to play with."
"Really?"
At the mention of Itai Huntington, Thomas Pendleton’s eyes lit up!
In all of Gonzalez City, who wouldn’t want to go to bed with Itai Huntington?
She was known as the most promiscuous widow around!
His throat moved, his eyes filled with longing: "I will do my best! Rest assured, heh heh!"
"Done! I always keep my promises. Enjoy my sister, and then I’ll send you a widow."
Otis Radcliffe patted Thomas Pendleton on the shoulder and waved him off: "Go on, don’t disappoint me."
"Don’t worry!"
Thomas Pendleton, face flushed with excitement like he was on a stimulant, quickly left the private room.
After his departure, Harrison Sterling stood up and looked at Otis Radcliffe: "Is there a point to this? Julius Reed is no ordinary man; these petty tricks are useless against him."
"Of course I know it’s going to be hard to hurt him. But, I just want to disgust him."
Otis Radcliffe said, laughing loudly, his face filled with indescribable pleasure.
