The dark shadow was just a chair.

Boom!

The guards were too slow to dodge away; one of them was hit in the head and passed out right away.

F*ck!

Vernon and his subordinates were shocked and annoyed by the sudden attack. They turned to look behind the ivory bed.

A handsome figure with a hint of coldness on his resolute face emerged slowly.

It was Darryl.

The Queen also trembled. 'Since when has that guy been hiding here? I didn't even notice him.'

All eyes were on Darryl.

"I can't be bothered about you people committing treason, but I can't sit and watch you bully a woman." Darryl stretched his body and spoke slowly.

After half an hour of dispelling work, the anesthetic effect in Darryl's body had disappeared entirely.

Vernon's face became gloomy after listening to Darryl. He said coldly, "Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to me like that? Are you tired of living?"

After that, Vernon glanced at the Queen, and he seemed to have made wild guesses in his mind. Then, he