I am the ruler of all novel (Kingsley)
Chapter 503

Chapter 503

CHAPTER 503 UNEXPECTED ACCIDENT

One of them appeared to be around his thirties and was about five feet seven, with a rotund belly, darkskin, and a pair of unfocused eyes. The other was around the same age, but he seemed younger, andhe was more muscular as well.

Kingsley thought to himself, These two must be the other two members of Earthworm!

Just then, his phone buzzed. When he turned it on, he saw that he had received a message from Mr.Field.

'Hello, Mr. Nicholson, I'm sitting right next to you now. It's too noisy here, so we can proceed with ourtalk through text.'

Kingsley couldn't help but lift a corner of his lips in a smile. As expected, they were afraid of falling intothe Qustian army's trap, so they did not dare to reveal their identities as foreigners. He lifted his eyes tolook at the man with the large belly, who sent him a perfunctory nod.

Kingsley replied through text, 'Mr. Field? The amount of explosives I'm planning to purchase is nearlyenough to clear all of your stock. Aren't you being too insincere by choosing a place like this to meet?'

The man smiled slightly. 'Mr. Nicholson, people in our line of work have to be cautious. If negotiationsgo well tonight, I'll replace a quiet place to go through the fine print with you.'

Before waiting for Kingsley's reply, he sent him another text. 'This question might be out of the rules,but our identities are quite special, so I want to ask if you can tell us who you are and what you're

working as, Mr. Nicholson.' One of them oppeored to be oround his thirties ond wos obout five feet seven, with o rotund belly, dorkskin, ond o poir of unfocused eyes. The other wos oround the some oge, but he seemed younger, ondhe wos more musculor os well.

Kingsley thought to himself, These two must be the other two members of Eorthworm!

Just then, his phone buzzed. When he turned it on, he sow thot he hod received o messoge from Mr.Field.

'Hello, Mr. Nicholson, I'm sitting right next to you now. It's too noisy here, so we con proceed with ourtolk through text.'

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Kingsley replied through text, 'Mr. Field? The omount of explosives I'm plonning to purchose is neorlyenough to cleor oll of your stock. Aren't you being too insincere by choosing o ploce like this to meet?'

The mon smiled slightly. 'Mr. Nicholson, people in our line of work hove to be coutious. If negotiotionsgo well tonight, I'll replace o quiet ploce to go through the fine print with you.'

Before woiting for Kingsley's reply, he sent him onother text. 'This question might be out of the rules,but our identities ore quite speciol, so I wont to osk if you con tell us who you ore ond whot you'reworking os, Mr. Nicholson.' One of them appeared to be around his thirties and was about five feet seven, with a rotund belly, dark

skin, and a pair of unfocused eyes. The other was around the same age, but he seemed younger, andhe was more muscular as well.

Kingsley jolted before immediately replying, 'I dabble in the underworld; I'm buying explosives to takeover the other groups' territories.'

After he read Kingsley's message, a look of elation appeared on Mr. Field's face. He knew that inQustia, the army and the underworld were two sides that never got along with the other. If Kingsleyreally was part of the underworld, he was definitely not sent by the army to capture them.

However, he did not drop his guard and continued asking, 'Mr. Nicholson, please don't blame me forbeing too talkative, but there's something else I want to ask you. How can you prove that you're fromthe underworld?'

Just as this message reached Kingsley's phone, a loud thud sounded as a luxuriously dressed youngman kicked a chair over, sweeping all of the wine bottles on the glass table to the ground.

Crash!

As the sound of glass breaking sounded, the entire place erupted into chaos.

The crowd instantly dodged aside with bouts of screams, looking at the drunk man who was going on arampage with fear in their eyes. At the same time, the two Sweoyans exchanged a glance before theirhands immediately shifted to the back of their waists. Their expressions were taut with anxiety, clearlysuspecting that this was a move pulled by the army targeted toward them.

Only Kingsley understood that the scene playing before him was a complete accident, but this minor

accident caused the two spies, who had practically let their guard down entirely, to become cautiousagain.

With a slight frown, he looked at the drunk young man, feeling a trace of fury boiling in him. As thesaying went, a small leak could sink a big ship. During an undercover mission, every mistake thatappeared in each step could possibly affect the big picture.

If the two spies had their suspicions raised because of this and went into hiding again, it would delayStork's capture, and without capturing Stork, it would be impossible to replace out why these spies werehiding in Qustia. In the end, it could very possibly cause this undercover mission to fail.

Kingsley stared at the young man who was still smashing bottles in a craze, his murderous intentpractically brimming from his eyes. Meanwhile, the surrounding crowd stood far away, afraid to provokethis crazed drunk.

Due to the commotion, the music in the bar stopped, and it seemed that some of the staff were alreadycalling the people in charge of the bar.