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Chapter 454: He’s Slowly Killing the Vasquez Family_1

Chapter 454: Chapter 454: He’s Slowly Killing the Vasquez Family_1

Vasquez Family mansion.

Isaias Vasquez sat on the sofa with a cold, hard expression, while Tom Vasquez, Frank Vasquez, and others had solemn faces and remained silent.

Isaias Vasquez’s eyes were electrifying, brimming with a murderous aura, "Still no information from Alessandro?"

Tom Vasquez said in a heavy tone, "Yes, according to Alessandro’s family, he went out fishing early yesterday morning and didn’t come home at night. Since he had often done this before, and considering he is a Great Grandmaster, his family wasn’t worried. I have already sent people to look for him at his fishing spot."

Isaias Vasquez sighed, "I’m afraid the outlook is grim. Both Maximus and Knox have been murdered; there’s no way the enemy would spare Alessandro. We underestimated this youngster; he had no intention to flee but instead hid in the shadows, striking down our members one by one!"

The phone rang, and Tom Vasquez picked it up, answered the call, listened for a few moments, and then hung up.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Tom Vasquez said gravely, "Uncle Alessandro’s body has been found in the deep pool where he fished. There were no signs of a struggle at the scene. He was hit by a palm strike to the chest. This strike shattered his heart meridian and crushed his internal organs, killing him instantly."

Everyone exchanged glances, fear apparent in their eyes.

This kid is truly a madman!

He plans to kill off the Vasquez family, one by one!

"This kid’s actions, they’re exactly like his master Andrew’s; if he can’t win in a direct confrontation, he lurks in the shadows, killing one by one..."

Someone called out angrily, "With him hiding like this, we can’t find him and are always on the defensive. This is no solution. We should capture someone important to him and force him to show himself!"

Tom Vasquez said coldly, "He grew up with Andrew since he was a child and has no relatives. His closest family member is his wife, Shirley Miller, but she has already been taken away by Derek Eaton, and her whereabouts are unknown. Even Shirley’s grandfather has recently disappeared. Where else could there be someone important?"

Someone exclaimed, "Isn’t he the maternal grandson of Miguel Frost? If we take..."

The person stopped midway, finding themselves unable to continue.

Is the pressure on the Vasquez family not great enough already?

One Carson Flores was already giving the Vasquez family enough trouble, and now to add the Frost Family into the mix, as if wishing the Vasquez family to meet a faster demise?

Tom Vasquez stated coldly, "Comparing important people, do you think he has more family by his side, or do we have more Vasquez family members? Shall we see who can kill more?"

The room fell quiet once more.

All eyes were on Isaias Vasquez, the Vasquez Family’s pillar, awaiting any ideas he might have.

Isaias Vasquez sighed inwardly, his self-assurance in his own strength notwithstanding, facing an opponent like Carson Flores still left him feeling like a tiger biting a hedgehog, unsure where to strike.

A vast family is the backbone of each Vasquez member, but at this moment, it became a liability and a hindrance. Carson Flores, alone and unencumbered, became like a ghostly God of Killing.

"Has Nehemiah returned yet?"

Tom Vasquez nodded, "He has booked the earliest flight and will be back tonight."

Isaias Vasquez gave a nod, "Remind all the Grandmasters in the family to be vigilant..."

Isaias Vasquez’s words suddenly ceased, as he realized that if Carson Flores and that concealed Innate Great Grandmaster wished to strike at the Grandmasters, it would essentially be instant death; no matter how vigilant, they simply couldn’t escape.

"Have all the family’s Grandmasters cease all activities and gather at the Vasquez Estate."

After a two-second silence, Isaias Vasquez waved his hand again, "Increase the efforts, raise the bounty, keep searching!"

Tom Vasquez nodded, "Understood."

A sense of heaviness blanketed everyone’s hearts. Having all the Grandmasters gather at the Vasquez Estate indicated that Isaias Vasquez, the Vasquez Family’s pillar, had run out of options. He could only bring them close to himself for protection, to guard them against Carson Flores’s assassination.

The only way to break this situation was to find Carson Flores and kill him!

But, where exactly was Carson Flores hiding?

Unknown to anyone.

...

Nehemiah Vasquez, dragging his suitcase, exited the airport and got into the vehicle that came to pick him up.

Nehemiah Vasquez felt heavy-hearted.

All nine Great Grandmasters of the Vasquez Family dead, all other Grandmasters huddled in one place, afraid to make a move – when had the Vasquez Family ever been in such dire straits?

It all started with a somewhat insignificant Vasquez disciple’s act of personal vengeance, which brought upon them Carson Flores, akin to the God of Killing.

As long as Carson Flores was alive, the Vasquez Family faced another day of ridicule.

Leaning back in his seat, Nehemiah Vasquez pondered over ways to break the situation, but suddenly, the car jolted sharply.

Upon opening his eyes, Nehemiah saw that his car had collided with another. A woman wearing a silver mask and athletic wear stepped out of the black sedan in front.

Nehemiah Vasquez hadn’t had the chance to speak before the woman took two quick steps, leapt up, and stomped on the hood.

The tremendous force instantly caved in the hood, causing it and the engine beneath to twist, deform, and shatter.

The young woman used the recoil to catapult herself up again like a rocket, then stretched out in midair, descending like a war goddess, her foot thundering toward the spot where Nehemiah Vasquez was