Chapter 333

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Kent's roar reverberated through the entire first floor of the Sunhaven International Trade Building.

Almost everyone quickly responded. They sprinted toward New Chesire Group while aiming their cameras at Alexander.

“Mister Frod, could you please explain whether the mishap in Sacco Group’s promotional video is related to New Chesire

Group?”

“Miss Chesire, as a competitor witnessing this unfortunate event in the Sacco Group, what are your thoughts?”

“Is this a tactic used by New Chesire Group to undermine their competitors?”

Sharp and aggressive words, in less than a minute, blocked the New Chesire Group’s exhibition booth.

Alexander smiled.

Standing up and facing the camera, he smiled and addressed the audience watching the live broadcast and the journalists

present.

“Everyone, although we are competitors, with New Chesire Group's strength, why resort to such petty tactics?

“As for the content played on the Sacco Group’s big screen-does Mister Sacco need to explain? Oh, the video is still playing?

Feel free to continue enjoying it!”

All the cameras in the entire hall turned again, and attention returned to Kent’s side.

“That bastard!”

Kent was beyond furious.

Looking at the sweating Waldo and a few staff members beside him, he raged like a madman.

“Are you all idiots? If you can’t shut down the equipment, just cut off the power! You’re all useless!”

Waldo finally came to his senses and grabbed the power cord of the amplifier with one hand. With a snap, he unplugged it from

the power strip.

The big screen instantly plunged into darkness.

Without power, even the Duke of War Black Tortoise could not remotely control it. The embarrassing

conspiracy scene finally came to a halt.

“You bastard!” Kent's face contorted, glaring at the journalists and cameramen.

“What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and shut down the equipment! Pause the live broadcast! Anyone who dares to

speak out about today’s events; I’ll make you pay with your lives!”

The journalists hesitated, instinctively stepping back.

Shut down the equipment? Stop the live broadcast? Not happening.

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This was their job, and their livelihood depended on it. Today’s on-site interview was simply sensational, and

it garnered a multitude of attention. Their public account was incredibly popular.

Under normal circumstances, such a substantial gain would be impossible for several years.

What happened to the Sacco family? In the presence of hundreds of journalists and cameramen, along with

thousands of onlookers, could the Sacco family really wipe out all evidence?

Even if the Sacco family had eight times the courage, they would not dare.

“Mister Sacco, this isn’t right, is it? While you invited us here, we’re not employees of your Sacco family. We

refuse your request!”

“Kent seemed decent before. Looks like he’s so despicable...”

“It's downright disgusting, threatening us with wives and children. I won’t cooperate with the Sacco family

ever again...”

“Yeah, let's all go to the commercial department and report them.”

“Boycott the Sacco family! I'll start!”

With the first person speaking out, others followed suit. The journalists and cameramen were in an uproar, and the entire hall

echoed with protests, drowning out Kent’s angry shouts completely.

“Damn it! Why is it like this?! Why?!” Kent was trembling with anger, his gaze scanning frantically over the journalists and

cameramen. Suddenly, a shock jolted through his mind, and his eyes fixed on Sheldon’s face.

It was him.

Sheldon gave Kent New Chesire Group’s advertisement video. If someone tampered with the video data, it

could only be Sheldon.

Alexander must have put him up to it!

That scoundrel Sheldon must have told Alexander everything about this matter. New Chesire Group did not make a fool of itself.

Instead, Sacco Group embarrassed itself.

Kent's choices and attempts made him lose more than what he could bargain.

Sheldon, Alexander... They deserved to die.

“Men!” With this realization, Kent went mad, turning to look at the hall's entrance not far away. He gritted his teeth and roared,

“Bring the tools! Everyone come in!”

A total of more than 20 vehicles-such as seemingly ordinary taxis, inconspicuous vans, and the Sacco family’s bulletproof cars-

were obviously set up in advance outside the venue. Robust figures started to rush out of them one after another.

Roughly 100 fierce-looking men, armed with steel pipes, knives, baseball bats, and alloy machetes over half a meter long,

menacingly stormed into the hall.

“Those who don’t want to die, get out of the way!” Kent’s face contorted, pointing from a distance at the

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“Sheldon, Alexander, and Amber. None of you will leave here alive today. Get them! Chop those pests!”