Triplets on Secret Mission

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Chapter 1754 Chapter 1754 Since Molly had finally come back as he had wished, how could Brycen let her go? "I'm not hugging so hard, am I?" He grumbled in dissatisfaction.

He was now completely like a child! Molly couldn't help but laugh. She didn't struggle, letting him hug her.

The three kids had no choice but to stand aside to watch, complaining inwardly that their uncle was so naive.

| Only after a while did Brycen let go

with satisfaction.

Molly looked him up and down.

"Brother, your leg seems much better! You were like lightning when you came in!" She made a joke.

Brycen arched his brows. "Of course, now my major problems are generally gone." She had treated him herself. Certainly, he had a quick recovery.

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Molly nodded with a smile, then looked at Sawyer.

Sawyer had been standing beside them, gently smiling.

When he met her eyes, he said softly, "I'm happy for your safe return."

Molly beamed.

Now, far in the stronghold of the J Martial Art Union in a foreign land, there was an impressive-looking chair placed high on the main seat in the large reception room.

Engraved on the chair was a coiling “dragon in gilded gold, which looked cold in the light.

And Tyler Spear, Vice Chairman of the Union, was in the chair.

He was wearing a fine suit with smoothly slicked-back hair and a pair of sunglasses, which prevented his fierce eyes from being seen.

He took a deep drag on the cigar and slowly blew smoke rings.

On either side of him were seductive women wearing short skirts in a

squatting position, exposing their fair- skinned thighs.

Then a woman put a peeled grape into his mouth and asked coquettishly, "Sweet?" "Sweet, of course, because it's from you." “Tyler threw his arm around the woman's waist, and the woman pretended to push him.

At this point, Ward came in with his men in a weathered state.

"Vice Chairman." They stood before Tyler and bowed their heads respectfully.

Tyler simply made a sound to respond, but didn't even raise his eyes.

He chewed the grape slowly. It was not until he had swallowed it did he slowly raise his eyes to look at Ward grimly through his sunglasses.

"You did a good job in the base, Ward!" His voice was perfectly flat.

Ward immediately apologized in fear, "Vice Chairman, because of my carelessness, I didn't accomplish the assigned mission." "Oh?" Tyler narrowed his eyes a bit.

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"I'm willing to accept the punishment!" Ward's heart was in his throat.

In fact, he had been mentally prepared for the punishment on the way back.

But when he truly faced it, he was still

alittle afraid.

After all, the Union would never be lenient in punishing those who had failed missions.

Thinking of this, Ward shivered unconsciously.

Tyler sneered with disapproval, "Are you sure you're willing to accept the punishment?" Ward braced himself to nod. "Yes." Could he say he was unwilling? "Okay, I'll keep your word in mind." Tyler wouldn't be soft-hearted.

Since he wanted to be punished, his wish shall be satisfied, right? Then Tyler gestured to the two subordinates with strange digits on

their faces beside him.

Learning what he meant, they approached Ward slowly.

Ward looked at them, holding his pants involuntarily. He swallowed, the fear in his eyes obvious.

Tyler took another deep drag on the cigar and raised his chin slightly, staring at Ward as if the man was ata tiny ant. On his lips, there was a sneer.

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