"Every bodyguard has black crystal implanted in them. As long as they gaze into my eyes for more than ten seconds..." Locke took a step forward, "they are at my disposal."
While Maxwell Cameron was frozen in the basement, all the power was under Locke's control.
Whatever he wanted to do, cultivating his own trusted followers was incredibly simple.
"I want to control them, all at my whim," Locke arrogantly said, lifting his hand.
The bodyguards, carrying guns, swiftly surrounded Maxwell Cameron.
Maxwell Cameron's eyes turned terrifying, "Are you planning a rebellion?"
"Of course not, quite the opposite," Locke chuckled, "I will help you clear all the obstacles at your feet."
Maxwell Cameron removed his overcoat and threw it on the ground, cracking his knuckles loudly.
Before he could throw a punch, Locke raised his pistol and shot Maxwell Cameron in the leg...
A thin silver needle entered his foot, the numbing sensation made it difficult for him to even stand.
