Everyone stared wide-eyed at Finn Taylor because of this ridiculous demand. 'The Sanders family wants to kill all of us, and the Larson family isn't any better off. How could you make such a ridiculous demand?'

If everyone present were to agree to it, it might very well elevate the Larson family's position to second place in all of San Francisco. There would then be two powerful and undefeatable families in San Francisco.

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The first would be the Sanders family. The second would be the Larson family.

They would never get their day.

"No, I refuse." As expected, some people had started to pick on this ridiculous request.

Finn Taylor had already expected such a situation. "That doesn't matter to me. As long as one person disagrees, I'm not going to do anything."

All of a sudden, the person who had tried to find fault in his demand became the object of everyone's hatred.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill all of us? If you're so capable, why don't you smash that door open for us?"

Eventually, that person could no longer stand up against the fury of all of San Francisco's prominent families.

"I was wrong. Will that do? I'll agree to it, ok?"

But Finn Taylor refused to forgive him. "You were wrong? You aren't sincere enough. Why don't you kneel down to show me how sorry you feel?"

'Finn Taylor, who are you? You're just the useless matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family, a joke in San Francisco. If I kneel before you today, I won't be able to live another day! I'll never give in on this matter.'

But seconds later, he relented. 'It's better to be alive after all. Even if I refused, the others might beat me up and force me to kneel. That's if the fire doesn't take my life first.'

Of course, Finn Taylor wasn't an unreasonable person. Since that person had already gone down on his knees, it wasn't right for him to go back on his word.

Finn Taylor picked up the marble table and flung it at the steel door.

Everyone backed away, trying their best to shield themselves.

Thud!

The moment the door was broken down, everyone rushed out.

Only Yvette Larson stood rooted to the ground, with her husband holding her hand.

'Given my understanding of the Sanders family, we might still have a chance of surviving if we don't escape. But if we did escape, we'll face much more than just the fire. It's best to let someone else test the waters first.'

Just as expected, Finn Taylor was right.

Painful yelps sounded from outside.

Yvette Larson turned to look at her husband beside her. 'He's changed. He's not as useless as everyone makes him out to be; he's actually intelligent. It seems like he already predicted all this, and that's why he didn't let me leave. He's hardworking and outstanding.'

The piercing shrieks went on for about half an hour before they finally died down. However, it seemed even more eerie after the noises ceased.

Finn Taylor gripped his wife's hand tightly and said, "Don't worry."

Yvette Larson knew full well that the true danger was still up ahead. Everything earlier was nothing more than a teaser.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Footsteps sounded, and dozens of men appeared in front of Finn Taylor.

He didn't recognize most of them, but he did recognize a few of them—Grant Sanders, Joshua Sanders, and William Sanders.

They were stunned to see that it was Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson who were the last ones left in the garden.

Grant Sanders clapped. "Good, good, good."

'He repeatedly praised us, but what does that mean?'

"Yvette…" Joshua Sanders shouted Yvette Larson's name but didn't say anything else.

Perhaps he had truly been in love with her, or perhaps he just couldn't let go of how Yvette Larson had once been his but now belonged to someone else.

However, all these feelings he had once had for her disappeared with that word. 'Since Yvette Larson and her husband already witnessed such a bloody scene today, they can't leave the Sanders family's residence.'

William Sanders waved, and the few dozen men surrounded Yvette Larson and Finn Taylor.

"I can deal with all of you alone." Finn Taylor said something that sounded like a joke to all the Sanders family members.

"Wait there. I'll find a way out for us." Finn Taylor pointed at somewhere for his wife to go to.

Her eyes brimmed with tears. She felt that it was completely impossible for her husband to defeat so many people at once. 'The Sanders family are clearly driving us into a corner, yet I have no other choice. I would only be a bother to my husband if I were to stay.'

With tears in her eyes, she headed to the area her husband had pointed out.

Nobody in the Sanders family stepped forward to stop her. Naturally, this was an order from Joshua Sanders.

Joshua Sanders hated Finn Taylor's guts. 'The whole of San Francisco knows that Yvette was mine, yet she married Finn Taylor three years ago. How ridiculous! It's because of him that I was humiliated and became a joke in so many people's eyes! I'm going to let Yvette watch her husband die in my hands!'

"Kill him!"

The moment Joshua Sanders gave his order, dozens of men swarmed toward Finn Taylor.

Every single one of them was a master of martial arts. If they had lived in ancient times, they would've been generals at the very least.

Even now, they were impressive figures who would gain the respect of many.

These people had one commonality—they killed without any hesitation. Perhaps they didn't even think much of killing nobodies like Finn Taylor.

The moment Joshua Sanders gave his order, he shut his eyes. In his mind, it wouldn't take more than ten seconds for Finn Taylor to die.

He didn't want to witness such a bloody sight.

Similarly, Grant Sanders shut his eyes.

"Ah!" As expected, a blood-curdling scream was heard.

But the noises that followed made both Grant Sanders and Joshua Sanders uneasy.

The screams were getting more numerous. They obviously didn't come from Finn Taylor alone.

'Could it be…' A thought surfaced in their minds.

The moment they opened their eyes, they saw the men from the Sanders family groaning in pain on the ground. Their limbs had all been broken.

As for Finn Taylor, he was sitting on top of someone—William Sanders.

'This…' Neither Joshua Sanders nor Grant Sanders believed their eyes. It was a truly incredulous sight. 'It hasn't even been ten seconds, yet Finn Taylor managed to defeat all of our men! What happened earlier?'

Grant Sanders and Joshua Sanders were now regretting their decision to close their eyes. They had initially done so to avoid witnessing the bloody scene, but that meant that they hadn't seen anything.

Also, the victory had already been won.

Grant Sanders and Joshua Sanders ran for their lives without a moment of hesitation.

Finn Taylor sneered and casually kicked a rock that had been by his foot.

It struck Grant Sanders right in the back.

Grant Sanders had already been diagnosed with last-stage cancer—this stone pierced through his lungs.

He was sure to be dead within three days.

Just then, William Sanders drew a dagger and stabbed Finn Taylor while he was distracted.