Chapter 155

Peter was suddenly surrounded by a bright red light.

Pain began to tighten through his whole body like an army or fire ants streaming their way with blazing flames in their wake through his veins.

"Shit! What the hell is this thing? This pain....argh!"

Peter's voice was strained, the agony was so unbearable it was hard to breathe.

Fire seemed to surge around him burning down his skin and his bones.

He tried to move, banging his fist against the walls of the casket but it made no difference.

Tapping into all his strength he pushed himself to the limit sending a strong punch to the casket wall but his attack bounced back on him.

His punch had the force of a huge rock, it hit him back as if defected by a mirror surface and Peter coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Shit!"

Two days later.

"Nico, you forgot to empty out the corpse of that person in the red casket." One of the Foxx family guards who came into the underground dungeon suddenly remembered.

"Heck, I thought Hanley emptied it