Chapter 391

A young man from the hotel rooftop leaped down, landing in a half-kneel.

Two deep footprints appeared on the ground.

The next moment later, he was right in front of the boss in a flash.

With his pale and distinct hands, he grasped the boss by the throat and coldly demanded, ” Who sent you?”

A sense of imminent death enveloped the boss, his pupils shrinking in terror.

The cold-faced young man swiftly snapped the boss’ neck.

He then turned his gaze to the other three men.

Just his gaze alone forced the three men to kneel.

The other two exchanged glances, choosing to remain silent.

The cold-faced youth scoffed, then swiftly moved and used his robust inner energy to shatter the hearts of the two men.

Killing was as easy as turning his hand.

This

undeniably ruthless.

fright. He blurted out,

if he even thinks about harming Hera’s family, these men’s fate

“Okay…”

stammeringly nodded vigorously before scrambling

old man in old-school clothing handed a voice

three others

the hotel but

over his face and long, unkempt

a vagrant who had been

“Sawyer Ford?”

The

his eyes in

was a stage nine great-grandmaster from

proficient in 36 martial arts forms,

skills once defeated two

dubbed him

pockets, flipping his greasy, unwashed hair back. He smirked. ” What’s the

retorted, “What’s it to

who was a head taller than him. He smirked. “Of course, it has something to do with me.

his fists, “You

to me. Do you think you stand a chance

intense inner energy swirled around him, creating

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