Greg was flabbergasted. He had gained nothing from standing against Skylar. He was too powerful to
the point of throwing foreign guests into the sea. Greg was pale from fear. Hanks was running out of
patience and yelled, “Greg, did you contact the embassy of Utopia? Hurry up and ask for help from the
police! We can’t hold on any longer! Throw us a rope or some life jackets! Greg, you’re our friend,
please save us!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGreg snapped out of shock after hearing Hanks. “I can’t swim…” he muttered as he watched Hanks
struggling in the sea. Even if Greg could swim, he would not dare to go in for the rescue. Hanks and
the coach decided to swim back to shore as more men drowned.
As multiple men began to make their way back to shore, Dianne reached for William’s gun on his waist
and fired it before Skylar said a word. The coach was shot right through his shoulder. After struggling
for a while, his body floated to the surface and tainted the water around him red.
Those who were swimming back to shore stopped immediately. Hanks did not expect Dianne to open
fire on them. She slowly lowered her gun and uttered, “None of you shall return to shore without the
Dragon King’s permission!”
“I gave you all the chance to leave, but none complied. Therefore, I shall have someone supervise you
all as you swim back to Utopia.” Skylar said. He turned to William and continued, “You’ll be the
supervisor.” William swiftly responded, “Yes, Mr. Stone!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSkylar nodded and made his way to the car with Dianne. Hanks was drenched in despair. Skylar had
been serious about feeding them to sharks since the beginning. They took it as a joke and faced the
consequence more ruthlessly than being shot. Even if there were no sharks around, they would
eventually drown.
After Skylar and Dianne drove off, William sighed a breath of relief. He wiped the cold sweat off his
forehead. “Keep an eye out for those bastards in the sea. If any one of them tries to escape, blow their
heads off!” he insisted.
Twenty police officers stood in formation and wielded their guns. Hanks let out an ugly cry as they were
being aimed. Mr. Evans could not hold back his curiosity and asked, “Mr. Turner, who exactly is Mr.
Stone?”