A black coffin was carried down from a private jet.
Erin Bennett in black got off the jet and descended the staircase slowly. Her powerful vibe was formidable and imposing.
Under the gaze of thousands of commanders, she coldly said as her red lips slightly parted, "Greedy Wolf is dead. From today on, I am the new head of the Caesar Group."
After the kidnapping at the age of eight and the inhuman torture of half a year, she had crossed the ocean to country M and there joined the mercenary organization, the Caesar Group. Then, she had fought all her way up from a small potato.
The corpse in the black coffin was the traitor who had murdered the late head of the Caesar Group. As agreed, whoever captured Greedy Wolf would become the new leader of the Caesar Group, as well as the twelfth leader.
It was Erin! She was the first female leader of the Caesar Group over the past century.
The crowd unanimously hailed with acclamation, "Welcome back!"
By the way, Erin had moved the headquarters of the Caesar Group to City P of Country Z, her once hometown.
Ten years ago, her father, the owner of a building company, was set up and driven to bankruptcy. The whole family fled to the slums and hid there.
The underlings of the loan shark found the Bennett family in less than one month. They brutally beat Mr. Bennett to death right before the then eight-year-old Erin and attempted to rape Mrs. Bennett.
Without the protection of the five boys raised by the Bennett couple, Erin would have also become one of the victims in that great fire.
Erin pulled the car door open, raised her chin, and commanded, "Get out. Don't follow me."
"Yes."
The driver, Noe Logan, scampered out of the vehicle as he was intimidated by the formidable Erin.
The Mercedes-Benz GL-Class sped away and soon disappeared from the sight of the crowd.
Noe wiped the sweat off his forehead as he said, "How cool! The first female leader!"
"Ten years!" Erin thought.
She leaned against the hood of Mercedes-Benz GL-Class with a lollipop between her fingers. She had quitted smoking before her return to City P because her mother hated the smell of the cigarettes.
"Hey, cutie, come over... Damn!"
The man who had scars on his face caught sight of Erin the moment he walked out of the hawala shop. He approached Erin to take advantage of her but got nailed against the wall by a long leg.
The leg was so straight and slender that the man was seduced to touch it. However, his shameless hand got a deep cut left by a sharp Swiss Army knife before it satisfied itself.
"No!"
This cut scared the man to death, and he begged for mercy without the slightest hesitation. “Miss... Please forgive me!”
“Where is Bria Patton?” Erin gripped the hand of the man, so the blood flooded out of his wound.
The name in the question startled the man. Shuddering with fear, he lost his voice.
Bria Patton, Erin's mother, had disappeared after the fire, and the oil was suddenly found beneath the land which her husband had bought because of a trick.
The broker of the oil sales was this inconspicuous hawala shop. Erin was anxious to find her mother and avenge her father upon her return to Country Z.
She still had five brothers in this country...
At the thought of her five brothers, her eyes lit up, and her grip became tighter than before.
“You have 5000ml of blood in your body. Given your rate of blood loss, I think...” Erin leaned over and whispered in the ear of the man like the devil from hell, "You ... will ... die in ten minutes!"
During the last ten years, she had seen the corpses more than the living. Moreover, a jerk like this man would do nothing but jeopardize social stability when alive.
Intimidated, the man stuttered, "If you want to find Bria, you will have to go to the Brown Group and talk with its owner, Ronald Brown. I got the name from my boss, and I didn't verify the news."
The Brown Group was the largest corporation in Country Z.
The Caesar Group had showed a goodwill gesture to the Brown Group, but the latter refused to cooperate. The representative of the Caesar Group couldn't see Ronald who was a mystery to the whole world as there was little information about him.
"Ronald..." Thinking, Erin controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and her Mercedes-Benz GL-Class raced on the main road with heavy traffic.
In the other hand of Erin was a yellowish photograph where a girl was surrounded by five handsome boys.
One of the boys was expressionless, and his gaze was fixed on the girl.
