Chapter 607Chapter 607
Grandpa Dave did not blame Brycen for his harsh words.
Sean understood it all. He was resolute. "I will catch them." He gave Grandpa Dave an explanation.
Grandpa Dave nodded and silently sat by the bedside to watch over his granddaughter. The anger in Brycen had dissipated quite
a bit, but he still grumbled. "You better."
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open. Tony hurried in. He did not even have time to greet them. He then whispered in
his master's ear. Sean's face gradually turned icy, and he said, "I'm going out for a while."
Grandpa Dave had sensed something and agreed. "We'll take care of Molly."
Tony pushed Sean away, and the two went to a remote area, where there was one around but just a
lone factory. Sean got out of the car and was wheeled into the factory. He stared expressionlessly at
the cluttered place in front of him. Tony deftly pushed him forward, maneuvering around in the factory,
and finally stopped at the entrance of an enclosed warehouse, standing by the rusty door were several
well-trained bodyguards, who seemingly had been waiting for a long time, when they saw the two of
them, they immediately bowed their heads respectfully.
Sean looked at the dilapidated door and softly asked, "Are they all here?"
"All accounted for," Tony replied. All the people who attacked them tonight were there. They were not
sent to the police.
"Then, let's go inside." Sean's tone was soft as if he was talking about something inconsequential. But,
those who had been following him knew that this is the prelude to Sean's readiness to lash out; the
calm before the storm.Tony unconsciously clenched the handles of the wheelchair, as cold sweat was popping up on his
forehead. It was as though he had heard the death sentence for the people inside, still, those people
deserved it. He suddenly felt a fit of anger inside him. As the bodyguards pulled the door open, he
pushed his master in.
Sean was sitting in his wheelchair and taking a look around the warehouse before sweeping his eyes
over each of those people. Among them was the man who stabbed Molly. Sean's face went icy cold
with an intimidating look in his eyes. He picked up a baseball bat and pointed straight at the man.
"Bring him over."
"That man, bring him over," Tony ordered a bodyguard on the side.
The man's hands and feet were tightly bound by ropes, and his mouth was stuffed, so he could barely utter a few whimpers. As
he was dragged in front of Sean, he just looked up to meet Sean's eyes, and Sean swung the baseball bat at him.
The man cried out in a muffled voice. He looked terrified as the baseball bat was magnified in his eyes.
'Heh, I thought these people wouldn't feel scared,' Sean said with sarcasm in his mind. The baseball bat hit the man hard on the
head. He looked at the man's face and the scene of Molly being stabbed and the stinging bright-red blood came to mind. His
inner rage surged as he kept flipping his wrist and flinging the baseball bat. The fearsomeness that emanated from his body
made everyone in the warehouse feel intimidated. It seemed that he was going to kill the man.
The beaten man squealed like a pig despite his mouth still being stuffed. Another blow hit his arm, and his joint swelled like a
gourd.