Chapter 2592 The Last Laugh

Arafat was also in the team. He looked at Nasser, who was in a state of disgrace, with a slight smile on his lips.

After waiting for so long, he finally waited for this day.

The one who laughs last is the real winner. Nasser is destined not to be his opponent!

"It turned out to be you!" Nasser's heart sank when he saw Arafat, and he knew that he was doomed today.

Arafat sneered, "Of course it's me. When you killed Sarde, you should have known that there would be such a day. For the sake of our past friendship, I will reward you with a whole body!"

"Don't you want to kill Sarde? As long as he is alive, we will always be just little brothers. Arafat, you are just more hypocritical than me... I didn't know you actually hid so many new weapons... You hid them so deeply!"

Nasser was extremely annoyed. He despised Arafat, who seemed to be indifferent to the world.

Arafat was willing to stay in the poor town and not fight for anything, so he was the least conspicuous one among Sarde's capable men. But who could have thought that this most inconspicuous person turned out to be the most powerful.

"Of course I have to hide deeper, otherwise how can you bear the stigma of killing Sarde? I killed you to avenge Sarde, which is natural and everyone will only thank me."

Arafat smiled slightly, looking down at Nasser, who looked as pale as death, as if he was looking at a fool.

Others thought Nasser was extremely smart, ambitious, and a great hero... But he only thought of him as a fool, and he had never seen a fool stupider than Nasser!

If he wanted to kill Sarde, he could have killed him ten years ago, but after killing him, he would become the second Nasser, carrying the stigma, and the forces below had ulterior motives, and he could not suppress it at all.

So he kept enduring, one year, two years, three years... No matter how unwilling he was, he could only endure it.

Finally, he waited for Nasser!

Nasser seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly changed. He shouted angrily: "It was you who told me last year that Sarde was holding a birthday party at home. Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yes... If I didn't say that, how could you run over to kill people!" Arafat said with a smile.

Nasser was so angry that he vomited blood. Now he finally understood that he was a complete loser. Those who thought they were successful were actually the conspiracy of this damn Arafat.

"You are really an old fox. I admit defeat!"

Nasser, who figured it out, was angry at first, but soon became calm again. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you will die. There is nothing to be afraid of!

Arafat waved his hand at his men and took Nasser and his men away. He would definitely not kill Nasser now. He would publicly try Nasser in front of the people of the whole country, read out Nasser's heinous crimes, and kill Nasser in front of everyone to respect the spirit of Sarde in heaven.

Then it was his natural position to become the second Sarde of this country!

Helian Ce came over and asked unhappily: "Why are you so late? It's fifteen minutes late from the time we agreed. How dare you play tricks on me!"

Arafat glanced at him indifferently, "I'm here now, you can take Hanmei away, I hope you can treat her well!"

He had complicated feelings for Hanmei, because Hanmei's mother was the woman he loved most, and that's why he wanted to kill Sarde.

The hatred of stealing a wife is irreconcilable!

Therefore, Hanmei was able to save her life that night!

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