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Chapter 952 Zizan Barton
The Bartons resided in a mansion at Forthmore City, Northania.
As the gates opened slowly, a Knight XV, a luxurious armored SUV that cost 20 million and was known as the moving tank, spedinto the mansion with ten more black SUVs following its lead.
Acrowd of a thousand men in suits was gathered at the mansion. They bowed in unison, "Welcome home, Young Master!"
As soon as the Knight XV came to a stop in front of the majestic palace-like mansion, a butler rushed forward to open the cardoor.
Then, a handsome and muscular man in a fitting suit got down from the car.The more prominent members of the Barton family greeted the man simultaneously. "Greetings, Young Master!”
It turned out that the exceptionally handsome and well-built man in front of them was none other than the young master of theBarton family and the eldest son of Schubert Barton, Zizan Barton.
Zizan Barton led his black-clad men into the mansion and asked his butler coldly, "What's the situation right now, Mr. Sanders?"
Tony Sanders was the remaining butler alive out of the three butlers of the Barton household. He kept up with his young master'space and replied in a low voice, "Master led his men to Channing to save Sir Tom and Sir Jerry, but he underestimated Nathan."
“None of them made it back. The men were arrested, and Master had cerebral infarction. He was sent back to us by Nathan."
"Before it happened, Master called me personally and asked me to transfer 30 billion to the Cross family. However, Nathan didnot let Master off after receiving the money!"
The expression on Zizan Barton's grim face darkened further when he heard the news.Soon, they arrived at Schubert's room.
The old man was lying in the bed. He was surrounded by medical equipment as a doctor and a few nurses were giving himnutrition IV drip.
The doctor in charge, Dean Ludden, was one of the most prominent neurologists in the country.After observing his paralyzed father, Zizan Barton turned and asked, "Doctor Ludden, can you save him?"Dean Ludden had an awkward expression on his face as he muttered, "It's not entirely impossible medically and technically..."
Zizan interrupted coldly, "| don't want to know about your medical theories. I'm asking you one more time; what are the chancesof my father getting better again? Can you revive him?"
Dean had no choice but to admit, "Mr.
Barton is already brain dead. Even if his internal organs are still working well, he can only maintain this paralyzed state at best ifwe continue giving him nutrition drips. I'm afraid that | can't revive him. He'll never wake up again."
"| understand," Zizan nodded.
There was a brief silence before Zizan suddenly grabbed a pair of scissors on the bedside table and stabbed it into Dr. Ludden'schest.
Pfft!
The doctor lowered his head and stared incredulously at the pair of scissors protruding from his chest. "You..." He moaned inpain.
Pit!Pit, pf...
Not uttering a single word, Zizan Barton stabbed repetitively at the poor doctor until the latter fell to the ground in the pool of hisown blood.
The female nurses covered their mouths in shock.
The Bartons were frightened as well.
Hearts thumping fast, they lowered their heads and kept as quiet as they could.
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He waved his hand casually and ordered his subordinates, "Get the corpse and the nurses out of here and bury them together."Upon hearing that, the nurses screamed in horror as they were dragged away by the black-clad men.novelbin
Then, Zizan stared at his father on the bed. Without hesitation, he raised a pillow and smothered the old man with it.
It didn't take much time for Schubert to gulp down his last breath.
Everyone remaining in the room became more terrified when they witnessed the whole scene. They lowered their heads fearfullyand dared not breathe loudly.
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Everyone replied together, "Yes, Master!"
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