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

of the guys was soaked in his own urine from fright. He blurted out, “It… it… it was Chad Mare who s-sent us!”

cold-faced youth responded flatly, “Tell him… if he even thinks about

“Okay…”

vigorously before scrambling away into the shadows.

old man in old-school clothing handed a voice recorder to the

three others

cold-faced youth turned to go back to the

shadows, a man with scar tattoos all over his

looked like a vagrant who had been wandering for a

“Sawyer Ford?”

The

narrowed his

man was a stage nine great-grandmaster from

martial arts

defeated two Profound Reality

dubbed him

his greasy, unwashed hair back. He smirked. ” What’s the relationship between

cold-faced youth retorted, “What’s it to

young man who was a head taller than him. He smirked. “Of course, it has something to do with me. I came to kill Hera Lewis!”

his fists, “You can try…”

me. Do you

man’s facial muscles quivered. His intense inner energy swirled around

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