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Chapter 608 - 608 326 Angelic Quality Casio (4500)_3

Chapter 608: 326 Angelic Quality Casio (4500)_3 Chapter 608: 326 Angelic Quality Casio (4500)_3 “Really? You truly are a good Samaritan! Possessing a benevolent heart, resembling an angel with such wonderful qualities. I thank you on behalf of all the children in the orphanage!” The old director was moved to say, attempting to bow, but Casio supported him with one hand.

“Don’t thank me, you should be thanking Casio. He is the one who possesses this benevolent heart and these fantastic qualities that resemble an angel.”

So said Casio.

An cool breeze blew, ruffling the thick skin of his face.

His expression remained unchanged.

“Director Lint, this special drug will take effect very quickly. Just a day or two and the cough will be eliminated. But you can’t stop the treatment, taking the medicine fully until completion is necessary. I have something I must attend to, I will let my secretary and a few people accompany you…” Casio turned and shared a glance with Xiqin.

Smart people naturally know what to do next, what attitude to take. The bi-colored roses, this pair of sisters, are certainly not stupid.

After all, they are capable of controlling an underground organization.

Five minutes later, Director Lint is being guided by Xiqin to the Peace Orphanage. The whole public cemetery is completely sealed off.

Casio had silently transmitted a life vibration energy to the old director, which was enough to eliminate the old wounds hidden within his body. It might even make Director Lint’s body functions slowly regenerate a few years of youthfulness.

Nine-thirty in the morning, in the west of Fengnan city, in the public cemetery.

A figure dressed in a formal suit was pushed forward by two sturdy men, clothes disheveled, face swollen and abnormally miserable.

He was still trying to struggle, but it was futile.

“Damn it! DO you know who I am?!”

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was usually cultured looking but now his face was fierce. Blood was dripping from his mouth corner, fury filling his pupils.

There was a slap on the man’s left cheek.

The stalwart man escorting him sneered, “Aren’t you a director of Fire Deer Antique Company? Did you think I wouldn’t know? The entire Fire Deer Antique Company has been captured, and now is potentially in the hands of our Black Spade A…”

The stalwart man said no more. He raised the glasses-wearing man as if he were a chick, and dragged him to a gray tombstone in front.

“Kneel!”

“Bang!” “Ah!”

The stalwart man kicked the glasses-wearing man’s kneecap and roughly made him kneel on the ground. Then he turned respectfully to the trench-coated man in front of the tombstone and said,” Sir, the man has arrived …”

The blond-haired youth turned around indifferently, staring down at the glasses-wearing man with the gaze of one inspecting a lamb ready to be slaughtered.

“On June 4th, over a month ago in Klamora Mountain, a relic from the Karenka era. The three antique commissioners from Fire Deer Antique Company were your subordinates? The plan was consequently made by you?”

The man’s voice was deep, carrying an edge of coldness.

The glasses-wearing man could feel a terrifying pressure descending slowly from above, the cold sweat completely covering his forehead.

His gaze darted around, completely unable to meet Casio’s eyes.

Even if he wasn’t the brightest, he could sense that something wasn’t right.

In front, a blond-haired youth that had been waiting for a response for a long time, gave a cold chuckle. He reached out slowly and placed a hand on top of the tombstone.

“Do you recognize this name? Casio Kaneki…”

The glasses-wearing man trembled as he looked up, as though he had some memory of this name. It seemed to belong to a student from the Zexi University Antiques Department who had participated in the archaeological expedition. He had taken a glance once before.

The blond young man ignored him and continued to speak, “Your men killed a person with a benevolent heart, beautiful qualities resembling an angel. You forced him into darkness, to be in sync with evil. The influence gradually turned him brutal, gradually made him bloodthirsty, gradually changed him into a monster!”

A hand suddenly reached down from above, gripping the glasses-wearing man’s hair like a iron clamp and half-lifting him.

The glasses-wearing man looked up in terror, only to see a pair of crimson pupils set in a cold, hard face. And the large handgun, its black barrel almost pressed against his forehead.

“Do…”

The plea for mercy was abruptly interrupted.

There was a loud bang and a bullet blew up a head.

The body of the glasses-wearing man thudded onto the grass. From above came a voice, “So it is to say, all of this is your fault…”