Chapter 147

Henry and Hernandez froze for a while after hearing the footsteps behind them. Henry and Mr. Hernandez gazed at each other, their eyes revealed the question:

“What should we do?”

Mr. Hernandez had a gun in front of his trousers, he thought to himself:

“I’m just going to reach for it and defend my life and that of my son.”

“Do not even think about that,” the man said to Mr. Hernandez. It was like he knew exactly what he was going to do.

“Put the gun down or I’m going bro have to put one into the head of your son,” the man spoke in a very cold voice. He did not speak like someone who was joking or just making empty threats.

“I’m not going to ask you again,” he cocked his gun.

“Fine,” Mr. Hernandez said as he slowly lowered his hand and his entire body until he was low enough to put the gun on the ground.

“That’s good,” the man said to them. He now asked them to turn around and face him.

The man was dressed in a black inner cloth an