A Father And His Wolves

Chapter 95 Eighty-one Mates of the Bloody Wolf Group

Sean’s foot was gonna kill Owen Sanchez.

All the black-clad bodyguards around were terrified. They were stunned, and their hearts were beating

wildly. They were hired by the Sanchez family to guard the house like dogs. They were certainly not

loyal to either the Sanchez family or Owen Sanchez.

They took their money and did their work for them. That was all.

Risking their life for a job?

It was not worth it!

So, as soon as Sean picked up his foot, they remembered what Sean had just said, “every member of Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

the Sanchez family will die with him for the mistakes he made”. Instead of rushing to stop Sean, nearly

half the black-clad bodyguards struggled to their feet and ran.

“Stop it!”

Only Mr. Brain was the exception!

Mr. Brain shouted and jumped up, regardless of his injuries. Like a cheetah catching prey, his stooped

body turned into a shadow as he dashed toward Sean and Owen Sanchez.

However, Mr. Brain knew he was no match for Sean, so instead of trying to stop Sean, he jumped on

Owen Sanchez and defended him to death.

He was willing to die for Owen Sanchez!

Boom!

The next moment, Sean’s right foot, with its strength in it, was on the floor next to Mr. Brain’s and Owen

Sanchez’s heads. Mr. Brain and Owen Sanchez were once again thrown off by the dark force with a

loud, piercing sound. Around Sean’s right foot, the hard concrete cracked like a cobweb for half a

meter.

You could see the power of this foot!

But did he miss it?

Of course not.

Sean might be ruthless, but he was not a man who killed innocent people. He came to the Sanchez

Villa to find Luis Sanchez. And now, with this kick, he had confirmed that Owen Sanchez did not, until

now, know what Luis Sanchez had done.

He had no idea where Luis Sanchez was.

Killing him wouldn’t help.

The escaped bodyguards turned around when they heard the noise. They looked this way, then

stopped, stunned.

Shit! He didn’t kill him?

What did he mean?

Mr. Brain used dark energy to shield Owen Sanchez, so this time, Owen Sanchez was thrown off again

without serious injury.

“Thank you for going easy, Mr. Mason.”

There were some things that only professionals could understand, not amateurs. Mr. Brain immediately

realized what Sean had just done.

“When you do something wrong, you pay for it.”

Sean snorted, “I’m going to kill Luis Sanchez. You better get him back to me as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if anything happens to my daughter, next time I come, I will kill the whole Sanchez family.”

“All of you.”

Then he turned and walked away.

Mr. Brain and Owen Sanchez looked at each other and saw a strong sense of shock in each other’s

eyes. What did Sean mean by that?

What did his daughter have to do with Luis Sanchez?

Could it be…

Suddenly, their eyes flashed steeply, and the bottom of their hearts suddenly shiver. They thought of

something at the same time. Owen Sanchez said anxiously, “Come on! Call that Logan Garcia guy next

to Luis and get him over here. I need to talk to him!”

“Okay!”

Mr. Brain nodded and immediately took out his cell phone.

Sean heard Owen Sanchez and Mr. Brain talking, but he didn’t look back, and he didn’t stop. The only

thing on his mind now was, “I can’t find Luis Sanchez, I don’t know the cause of the disease, and I don’t

have a cure, how do I save Phyllis?”

Seeing Sean walking by, the black-clad bodyguards who had run away from Sean looked at each other

with embarrassment. If they weren’t afraid of Sean, they would have pointed him up the nose and said,

“I thought you were gonna fucking kill Owen Sanchez?”

“weren't you going to take the whole Sanchez family with you?”

“weren’t you bossy?”

“Why did you stop?”

“Are you leaving?”

“You come, you leave, you kill, you spare. Easy for you. But have you thought about what we’re going

to do? Should we keep running away?”

“Have you considered our feelings?”

They could neither run nor stay. What a dilemma!

Sean certainly didn’t care about their feelings. He left the Sanchez Villa and saw Luke Young waiting at

the gate.

“Mr. Mason, arrangements have been made at the hospital.”

Luke Young came up to him and said gravely, “I had someone track down Luis Sanchez, and he bought

three plane tickets and five train tickets at once. But he didn’t board the plane or take the train. I think

he’s trying to confuse us.”

“My guess is that he will drive out of Hilshire, and as for where, in a sea of people, it will be hard to

track him down for a while.”

Luis Sanchez was no fool. He was careful to run for his life.

“Yes.”

Sean nodded absently, “I got it.”

Luke Young glanced at the Sanchez Villa with some concern, “Mr. Mason, you... You didn’t do anything

to Owen Sanchez, did you?”

“No.”

Sean shook his head, “He had no idea what Luis Sanchez was doing, no idea where Luis Sanchez

was.”

“That’s good. That’s good.”

Luke Young breathed a sigh of relief. “After all, Owen Sanchez is the richest man in Hilshire. In wealth

and power, he was far superior to the three families south of the city. As far as I know, he has

connections with several of the Crane Town families.”

“Mr. Mason, you are likely to face an attack from the Mason family of the Capital City. At a time like this,

it’s not advisable to make too many enemies.”

Luke Young said this for Sean’s sake.

“The Mason family of the Capital City?”

A harsh light flashed in Sean’s eyes and he snorted, “I want you to send the heads of those men out of

here, to the Capital City, to the Mason family, and say this is my gift to them.”

“One day I’ll come back and ask for justice for what happened five years ago!”

Luke Young looked startled, “Now?”

“Yes!”

Sean said coldly, “Now! I want to put those heads in front of the Mason family in the Capital City!”

His tone was firm and unanswerable!

Originally, Sean wanted to kill Luis Sanchez and send Luis Sanchez’s head to the Capital City along

with Reid, Morton Millers, and others. Too bad Luis Sanchez escaped, so he was the only one

missing.”

Luke Young was certainly the best person to do this, because of his special status. If anyone else had

to take a few heads to the Capital City, they would have been intercepted halfway there.

“Then, fine.”

Luke Young was trying to convince Sean that it wasn’t time to have a serious feud with the Mason

family of Capital City. But he looked at Sean’s cold face, and he choked his words back.

“You make the arrangements.”

Sean turned and walked away. Without looking back, he said, “I’m gonna go to city Hospital.”

When Sean got into the car, he didn’t start the car immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and took out

his phone. When he turned it on, he immediately received a flurry of messages, all reminding him of

missed calls.

They were from Cecilia, Marcia, Matthew, even Gemma, Dean, and Cornelia.

After a moment’s hesitation, Sean dialed Cornelia’s number.

“Hello, is that Sean?”

Moments later, Cornelia’s voice was heard on the phone. Her voice was small, as if worried about

being heard by Gemma and Dean, and with a hint of reproach, “Why is your cell phone off?”

“I took Dean and Gemma on a trip like you asked me to. They called you, tried to get you to tag along,

but they couldn’t get through. I fear some suspicion may be in their minds.”

“Are you oaky?”

Cornelia didn’t know what Sean was up to, but she knew it was dangerous.

“I’m fine.”

Sean said, “Put Gemma on. I’ll talk to her.”

“Okay.”

Cornelia was relieved to hear Sean’s familiar voice. Footsteps sounded. She handed the phone to

Gemma, and Sean talked to Gemma and Dean for about ten minutes before they were reassured.

The phone was in Cornelia’s hands again, and Sean said, “You can come back in three days.”

“Three days? So soon?”

Cornelia was puzzled and said, “Have you worked things out on your end?”

“Yes.”

Sean nodded, “Three days from now, I have a surprise for you.”

Yeah, a surprise.

Three days was enough time for Luke Young to arrange the transfer of all three families’ assets.

Everything the Wright family lost five years ago would be doubled back to Dean and Gemma. They

should be pleased, right?

After he hung up on Cornelia, Sean made three more calls in a row.

The call was simple.

“Pupil Wolf, come to Hilshire before dawn!”

“Shadow Wolf, come to Hilshire before dawn!”

“Spirit Wolf, come to Hilshire before dawn!”

Pupil Wolf, Shadow Wolf and Spirit Wolf were code names. All three of them worked for Sean and were

part of the eighty-one Bloody Wolf Group. They retired and went home before Sean.

However, when Sean called them and asked them to do something, the three of them didn’t hesitate.

Their answers were surprisingly the same, “Yes, sir! I’ll be there before dawn!”

They would be there before dawn!

Military orders must be obeyed. Even when they retired, they remained loyal!

Sean’s feud with the Mason family in Capital City was personal and he was not going to use the active

members of the Bloody Wolf Group. It was against military discipline to do that. Now that the Mason

family in Capital City knew where he was, he didn’t care about it. But Cecilia’s family, Gemma and

Dean were different. He had to keep them safe before what happened to Phyllis happened to them.

Sean had no choice but to call the Pupil Wolf, Shadow Wolf, and Spirit Wolf.

The 81 members of the Bloody Wolf Group were all armed with unique skills. Their martial arts were

mostly of Early Stage in Dark Energy, which was slightly inferior to Mr. Brain, but it should be enough to

protect the safety of Cecilia and Gemma’s family.

After the punch with Mr. Brain, Sean could pretty much confirm that Mr. Brain was in the Middle Stage

in Dark Energy, and Reid was in the Late Stage in Dark Energy.

Dark energy was divided into four stages, early, middle, late, and complete!

In all the world, there was only one warrior in ten thousand who could get the dark energy. Masters like

Mr. Brain and Reid only existed in large, powerful families. The eighty-one members of the Bloody Wolf

Group led by Sean were all masters of Dark Energy without exception.

How strong was the team of 81 masters of Dark Energy? It was the main reason Sean was so

invincible in battle, so invincible in the North.

Among the three, Spirit Wolf was a true descendant of Ghost Valley and was known as the Holy Hand

of Ghost Medicine. Maybe he had a cure for Phyllis.

At the very least, they should be able to find the source!

If it was confirmed that Reid did something to Phyllis, and if the Mason family in the Capital City had a

cure for Phyllis, Sean wouldn’t mind going to the Capital City early, taking the Wolf’s Massacre and

fighting them to the death!

Ten minutes later, Sean put his phone away, took a deep breath and drove away from the Sanchez

Villa, heading for the city hospital…

…

Logan Garcia was called by Mr. Brain and rushed to the Sanchez Villa.

In the attic.

Owen Sanchez lay pale on the sofa, still injured. Mr. Brain was standing by. Logan Garcia knelt before

them and told Owen Sanchez the whole story. Including Luis Sanchez secretly contacting the Mason

family of the Capital City behind Owen Sanchez’s back, and personally sending someone to kidnap

Phyllis and deliver Phyllis to Reid.

After hearing this, Owen Sanchez was so angry that he spat out blood. His pale face was even worse,

cold, and scary.

“Bastard!”

He grabbed a teacup off the coffee table and threw it at Logan Garcia. It hit Logan Garcia right on the

forehead, causing him to grin as blood gushed down his face. But he knelt on his knees, so frightened

was he that he dared not breathe.

Mr. Brain stepped forward and picked up Owen Sanchez, then turned around and gave Logan Garcia a

furious look and snorted, “Get out of here!”

“Yes, sir.”

Logan Garcia, as if pardoned, fled.

Owen Sanchez and Mr. Brain were the only two people left in the attic. Owen Sanchez said angrily,

“Luis had always been calm, always aware of the big picture, but this time he was really blind!”

“He was so obsessed with it that he turned against me despite all my previous advice. He secretly

contacted the Mason family in the Capital City and sent someone to kidnap Sean’s fucking daughter!”

“Isn’t he trying to get himself killed?”

Everyone would protect their children instinctively.

As a father, Owen Sanchez suddenly understood what Sean had just done. To put it another way, if it

was Luis Sanchez who was kidnapped, and he was sick and unconscious, and if he found out who did

this, he’d want to dig up those motherfuckers’ ancestral graves, let alone kill them!

Sean was very restrained in sparing his life at the last minute.

He wouldn’t have been able to help it.

Mr. Brain’s face was as ugly as it could be, and he said, “Mr. Luis’s move was reckless, but it’s too late

to regret it now. The question is what should do we tell Sean?”

“Based on Sean’s attitude, he’s been very aggressive with Mr. Luis. I’m afraid he’s not going to stop.

Before he arrived, we were discussing whether to get out early enough to sit on the sidelines of his

feud with the Mason family of the Capital City.”

“But now that Mr. Luis is in the game, it’s too late to back out even if we wanted to.”

Luis Sanchez came in and pissed Sean off. As Luis Sanchez’s father, how could Owen Sanchez get

away with it himself? It was not a question of whether he wanted to get into the game, it was a question

of how he could get out of it!

Should he find Luis Sanchez, hand him over to Sean, and let Sean kill him?

No! Absolutely not!

Should he join hands with the Mason family in the Capital City to destroy Sean for good?

No!

After all, the Sanchez family was in Hilshire. If they upset Sean, Sean had the power to kill them all like

he said he would!

But the Mason family was far away in the Capital City, even if they agreed to cooperate, they could not

help them. Perhaps the Sanchez family had completely disappeared from Hilshire before the Mason

family arrived!

They were in a dilemma!

Luis Sanchez had made a terrible move that seemed to have brought the entire Sanchez family into a

dead end!

Owen Sanchez paused for a moment, then looked up at Mr. Brain and asked with a very serious face,

“Mr. Brain, what do you think we should do?”