Ten Medals
“I heard that back when Chanaea was founded, the new government gave out ten medals to
commemorate the heroes who had fought for the country and contributed to it outstandingly. These
people initially wanted to stay behind and build the nation, but one of them later suggested keeping a
low profile to avoid suspicion because they didn’t want citizens to think that they were setting up their
regime for their own glory and wealth. That was why the ten medalists eventually chose not to remain
in the White House and returned to being average countrymen.”
Sebastian’s lips curled into a smirk as he spoke.
The elderly man inside the Jeep grew increasingly tense, his face turning pale, red, and back to pale
within a matter of seconds.
That was right; it was precisely for this reason that the ten of them had returned.
Unfortunately, their evil intentions were discovered after several decades.
“How shameless could you guys be? If you wanted a regime, you could’ve just said so. Why did you
have to resort to such trickery? You turned down the offer when you had a chance, and then you used
such despicable methods in the end. Do you take Chanaea as your plaything? Do you think you get to
do whatever you want with our whole country?”
Right after saying the last sentence, Sebastian pulled the trigger.
“Ahhhh!”
The vehicle’s glass shattered instantly following a loud bang.
The elderly man sitting inside the Jeep wailed in agony as he clutched his bleeding thigh. Benedict
looked on, completely petrified.
Once again, he was witnessing how ruthless Sebastian could be.
“Don’t worry. I haven’t used the real deal. You can still save that leg of yours if you cooperate. But if you
don’t, I’ll show you what it feels like to have your whole body rot.”
Sebastian kept his rifle away while reminding them that he hadn’t used the special bullet.
Even so, his tone was more than enough to make their blood run cold.
It was as though the bullet would really penetrate the old man’s body if he refused to obey Sebastian;
this was exactly what the former had done to those people in the forest back then.
And now, Sebastian wanted him to die the most painful death possible and turn into a rotten corpse.
The old man shuddered for a long while before staring straight into Sebastian’s eyes.
“What makes you think your grandfather is any better than us? He may have stayed behind all these
years and given the Jadesons all the power and wealth that they have now, but do you really think he’s
completely innocent?”
“What did you say?”
Ultimately, it was this man’s words that made Sebastian lose all his patience.
“Jonathan Jadeson?”
He stood up and laughed like a maniac.
“How dare you compare yourselves to him? You’re right; he brought the Jadeson family to the top after
you left. But he’s never done anything to betray the country, and he’s certainly never done anything to
hurt our people. The country enjoyed peace all these years under his command of the army! He should
never be compared with scumbags like you!”
Bang!
With that, Sebastian pulled the trigger again.
Blood splattered everywhere.
This time, he had sent the bullet straight into the old man’s chest.
The latter’s eyes widened in fear and disbelief, as though he refused to accept the fact that this young
man had actually shot him.
I’m the big fish he finally managed to capture!
How could he kill me just like this?
His body convulsed as his organs and flesh began to rot due to the bullet. Screams of pain rang out
from within the Jeep.
“W-Why?”
“Why?” Sebastian suddenly felt much better after personally taking care of the old scum.
“Did you think I kept you alive just so I can find your accomplices? Let me tell you this—if I could
capture you, what makes you think I can’t do the same to the others? It’s just ten medals; I’ll just
overthrow the regime and get rid of them all.”
This man is insane!
After a long period of torment, the old man died with his eyes wide open, as though he had seen
something utterly frightening in his last moments.
This guy really is a lunatic!
Why did we get on his bad side?
By now, Benedict was so petrified that he couldn’t think straight. He could only clutch his own head and
cower in fear, knowing that he wouldn’t even be given a chance to beg for mercy.
“Where’s your son?” asked Sebastian.
Benedict flew back to his senses right away.
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