Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 110

Richard Jefferson stood up, seemed to have made up his mind, and said with a grim look. "Pass my

order - raise defense level for Jefferson Manor to the highest. No one is allowed to leave!"

"Yes, Master!" Upon hearing the order, the butler immediately retreated.

"Gary, send a distress signal to Middleton!" Richard Jefferson turned to Gary.

Gary nodded and turned away.

Richard gritted his teeth and soliloquized, "Chris Shelby, even if you kill everyone in our family, I will

make you pay!"

As of now, he could only fight to their death!

...

The sky was dimming gradually.

It was dark tonight, without a trace of moonlight.

A perfect night to kill!

The whole Jefferson Manor was brightly lit.

Richard and Gary were sitting in the hall, afraid to fall asleep.

Gary asked curiously, "Dad, do you really think Chris Shelby will come?"

"Since Chris Shelby sent us the note, it means he has decided to kill us."

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tonight, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Richard looked at Gary and asked, "Are we all set? Did you send a distress signal to Middleton?"

Gary said confidently, "Dad, don't worry, I have done everything as you said. If Chris Shelby dares to

come over, I promise that he will not be able to leave..."

Before Gary finished speaking, there was a loud bang - the door of the Jefferson Manor got kicked

away.

Richard and Gary abruptly looked over there.

A tall figure walked in, followed by Tiger and others.

"Chris Shelby!" Gary immediately stood up when he saw the man.

"Ha ha!" Chris looked at Gary and chuckled, "Gary Jefferson, your leg has healed - what a surprise! It

seems your family has spent a lot of money on you!"

Gary's face became very ugly upon hearing Chris's words. His leg was nearly crippled because of

Chris.

Gary gritted his teeth, "Chris Shelby, you really came!"

Chris grabbed a chair, sat down, and asked indifferently, "During the day, Roger Jefferson brought a

team of fighters over to the East Coast to trouble me, so I sent his head back to you guys. I believe you

have already received it, haven't you?"

"Chris Shelby, you killed my son, and I won't let you get out of here alive!" Gary's eyes were red, and

he wanted to fight Chris Shelby.

"Stop!" Suddenly, Richard shouted.

"Dad!" Gary yelled, turning to look at Richard.

Richard yelled, "Get out!"

Gary was not reconciled but could only retreat.

"Are you Chris Shelby?" Richard asked, staring at Chris. It was the first time he saw him. A look of

surprise appeared on Richard's face. Because Chris looked younger than Richard thought he would

be. Chris's complete arrogant temperament was subconsciously cold!

Chris smiled and said, "That's right, this is him. And you are the head of the Jeffersons in Pinkerton,

Richard Jefferson? By the way, we are relatives."

"Humph!" Richard snorted coldly, "Cut off the nonsense! You killed my grandson, Roger Jefferson!"

Chris nodded. "Yes, I did it."

Richard nodded. "You dare to come over to the Jefferson Manor - it seems that you really want to die!"

"Come on!" With the order, hundreds of people rushed out from all directions, surrounding Chris and

others.

These men were holding long knives and staring at Chris.