Fisher Family's main courtyard.
Filbert Fisher glared at the group of people standing in front of him with sinister eyes.
They were the ones who had killed his son.
The family members of Travis Fisher rushed forward, crying heartbreakingly.
The atmosphere was utterly oppressive.
Meanwhile, Slaughter Squad, standing in front of everyone, coldly watched this scene without being affected.
"Slaughter Squad, you are going too far!"
Filbert Fisher exclaimed angrily.
His dark and sinister eyes seemed to wish he could swallow the people in the Slaughter Squad alive.
"It was your Fisher Family who brought this upon yourselves, and it has nothing to do with our Slaughter Squad."
"The fact that my son died at your hands!" Filbert Fisher clenched his fists and roared again.
Zachary Fisher looked at the corpse lying in front of him, feeling no sadness in his heart, only happiness.
This time, it was indeed Travis Fisher who had courted death, and he had nothing to do with it.