Wilbur, who was disguised as Trevor, stood there at that moment. He showed no signs of moving away.


    "F*ck! Fine, go ahead and die!"


    Jeckle moved back inside and drove toward Wilbur at full speed. Jeckle killed a lot of people as an assassin, so he did not mind killing another. They were in the middle of nowhere anyway. No one would know if he killed someone.


    Vroom!


    Jeckle floored the elerator and went straight at Wilbur. Just as he was about to crash into him, Wilbur leaped on top of the car. Then, Wilbur gripped his right fist and punched through the roof gabbing Jeckle by the neck.


    "Damn it!"


    Jeckle abruptly stepped on the brakes and opened the car door at the same time, then rolled out of his car. A powerful spiritual energy burst from his body when hended on the ground. He looked around and asked, "You''re that freak, aren''t you? Come over here and die!"


    Jeckle abruptly turned around. He discovered that Trevor stood several meters behind him. He was perplexed when he saw Trevor and asked, "Are you Trevor Penn?"


    Wilbur replied, "Jeckle, it seems like you''ve been abandoned by Damon. Since he doesn''t n to help you anymore, tonight will be your doom."


    "What are you talking about? Mister Damon is my buddy, so I have no idea what you''re on about. Mister Damon has always cared about me and looked out for me. Why would he hurt me?"


    "Ha. You must have nned early to wait for me here, right? To ambush me..."


    Jeckle red at Wilbur. However, Wilbur spoke calmly, "You probably don''t know that I nted a bug on you. I heard everything about your conversation with Damon. Damon knows you have a bug on you, but he did not tell you. Instead, he allowed you toe to the west suburbs. Say, what do you think his intentions are?"


    Jeckle checked his body and soon found a bug. He held it, nced at it, and he was instantly shocked, asking, "How... How can this be?"


    Wilbur replied coldly, "You should have been dead five years ago, Jeckle. Damon saved your life. It''s your blessing that he allowed you to live. It''s a shame that you have no remorse and keep making the same mistakes. Now, he won''t help you anymore."


    "No, that''s impossible!"


    Jeckle suddenly smashed the bug on the ground. Then, he took his phone out and pointed at Wilbur, saying, "Just wait. I''m calling Damon right now. I''ll have you know that Mister Damon will never leave me be."


    Wilbur shrugged helplessly. He was worried that Damon would interfere a few hours ago, but he was no longer worried. Jeckle was useless to Damon, after all. There was no way to exploit him anymore.


    "You must pick up, Mister Damon."


    Jeckle called him, but a sweet, automated voice replied to inform him that he was blocked by Damon.


    Jeckle was instantly stunned at that moment. His phone also dropped to the ground.


    His eye twitched and he asked tremblingly, "How can this be?"