Chapter 348 Angry Old Morgan Decided to Communicate with Dragon Country Officials Immediately

The current video.

Immediately, Old Morgan's cloudy pupils condensed slightly, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Because, as the trustee of the Morgan Consortium, he has a life experience of more than 70 years, and he has roughly guessed... what the content of this video will be.

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Just this beginning.

The punk man's strong kick alone has already explained the tone of this video.

Old Morgan originally wanted to turn off the video, and couldn't bear to watch the video of young Morgan being abused and beaten, but he couldn't make up his mind to click the close button.

Although the ending of young Morgan can no longer be changed.

But Old Morgan is not only the helmsman of a huge consortium, but also a grandfather.

Just ask.

Knowing that this was the last video of his grandson before his death, even if the content inside would be unimaginable and heartbreaking, how could he bear to close it cruelly?

When old Morgan made up his mind to watch the video.

"Bang--"

Another fierce kick sounded.

Little Morgan, who had just been forcibly pulled up by those men, was immediately kicked several meters away by J.

In the picture, the little Morgan had curled up, holding his stomach with an extremely painful expression, and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

But the little Morgan who was kicked twice was forcibly pulled up by those men again.

Compared with the previous time.

This time, the little Morgan was obviously in a bad state. He couldn't even beg for mercy. He just lowered his head and panted hard.

But even simple panting seemed very difficult, and blood would be coughed out from time to time.

Seeing the little Morgan in this state.

Old Morgan felt an indescribable depression in his heart, and the idea of ​​finding the murderer as soon as possible became stronger and stronger.

But this is far from the end.

In the video, J walked to Little Morgan with a mocking look, grabbed his hair, and forced his head up.

At this time, Old Morgan could already see clearly... In Little Morgan's eyes, which were already somewhat scattered and about to faint, were full of pleading, fear, regret, and the desire to survive.

Heartbroken and uncomfortable.

Seeing Little Morgan's eyes, Old Morgan felt very distressed.

This is his most beloved grandson, but he showed such a desperate expression and desire to survive.

But the heartache was only for Old Morgan.

The ferocious expression on J's face when he grabbed Little Morgan's hair showed that he was only excited and happy now, like a bloodthirsty beast, without any mercy at all.

He even took out a pistol from his pocket, held the gun with his backhand, and raised it high to Morgan's face.

Seeing this action.

Old Morgan had subconsciously closed his eyes, obviously unable to bear to watch what was about to happen.

But even with his eyes closed, the sound was still clearly heard.

"Bang!"

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!!"

......

Every time the butt of the gun hit, Morgan's heart trembled suddenly.

Until the sound of the hitting ended, Morgan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes had become unprecedentedly gloomy.

Because in the current picture, Morgan's face had been smashed beyond recognition and bloody, which was completely different from the previous state of the consortium's noble son.

Massacre.

This is a real pure massacre.

Obviously, the punk man in the video has enough ways to give Morgan a quick death, but he chose to use this method of massacre.

But even now... the abuse in this video has not ended.

Old Morgan watched clearly, the leading punk waved his hand, and a subordinate who had been prepared for a long time directly and roughly put young Morgan back into the sack.

Then, the others picked up many stones and iron blocks and kept throwing them into the sack. The blood had soaked the sack visibly.

At this moment.

Old Morgan finally knew... why there were so many cracks on the skull when he fished out the body of young Morgan before, and even the defect was seen.

His heart seemed to be torn apart, and he could not keep calm as never before. The anger in his heart kept piling up like a tsunami.

Never!

He had never wanted to kill someone so much.

Since the rise of the Morgan family, who dared not give some face in the United States, even Congress sometimes had to bow its head.

But now... his grandson, the only heir of the Morgan Consortium of this generation, was actually tortured to death like this, and even begging for mercy was useless.

His fists were already clenched tightly.

Old Morgan felt that he could not suppress his anger. He just wanted to find the punk man as quickly as possible and let him suffer ten times more than young Morgan.

......

At this moment.

Although he did not see the video screen, he only heard the sound, but he saw the change in Old Morgan's expression and his clenched fist.

Sheriff Walker felt his scalp tingling, and even had a bad idea, so he hurriedly tried to test carefully.

"President Morgan."

"Is it the follow-up content of the video you sent me last time?"

"I want to remind you that the video should have been shot from a long distance, and the sound should not be recorded."

"So this video may have been deliberately added to the video by the other party, specifically to anger you and make you lose your cool."

"President Morgan, please believe in the New York Police Department. In two days, at most within two days, we will definitely be able to..."

Before Chief Walker could finish speaking.

Old Morgan suddenly looked at the secretary next to him impatiently.

Although he didn't say anything, the secretary easily understood Old Morgan's meaning, raised his hand and waved forward, leaving no room for doubt.

"Stop standing."

"The president didn't hire you just to watch. Now teach our Sergeant Walker how to speak."

"Let him know what to say and what not to say, when to speak up and when to shut up."

The words fell.

The many muscular bodyguards who were standing behind now stepped forward with their chest muscles puffed out.

The two bodyguards grabbed Sergeant Walker's shoulders with force, while the other one waved his palm and slapped his mouth hard.

"Pa—"

"Pah——"

"Pah——"

...

Just a few slaps.

Sheriff Walker's cheeks swelled up, but he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't even have the courage to beg for mercy, so he could only grit his teeth and resist.

He was afraid that if he said the wrong thing, Old Morgan would throw him into the sea and silence him.

Old Morgan took a deep breath for a few seconds, calmed down the anger in his heart for a few seconds, turned to look at the secretary beside him, and said in a low voice without doubt.

"In the name of the Morgan Consortium, obtain the official contact information of the Dragon Kingdom Demon City Police."

"I want to immediately...remember immediately, arrange a video call with the officer who spoke to me earlier..."