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Chapter 1214 Assassin

Alex wanted Jewel to exact revenge with her own hands, but unexpectedly, Damian had delivered his head on a platter.

Alex sent Damian flying with a kick. Damian, who was already weakened, almost died when he fell onto the ground. If it weren't for the groans escaping his lips, he looked more or less like a dead man as he lay on the floor, unmoving.

Alex tried his best to staunch his wound as he walked over to Damian. Then, he lifted the latter off the ground.

His other hand gripped the dagger, and he was about to stab Damian again when he felt something flying toward his head from behind.

He instinctively tilted his head to dodge danger. Something scraped by his ear as it lodged into Damian's throat.

It was only then that Alex realized it was a small throwing knife. It wasn't big, but it was quite sharp.

Damian instantly widened his eyes, then quickly fell limp. Alex reflexively tested Damian's pulse. Damian had already stopped breathing. The entire process took less than two minutes.

That was too cruel.

to look, but he only saw a black shadow slipping out of sight in the

be powerful enough that they could even infiltrate Peter's

want to kill Damian, or

almost instinctively

huge yard lay behind the bar. It was empty and void of hiding

enough. Since it was such a short amount of time, the assassin should still be

fallen. If the assassin took refuge in the darkness

while he called Peter over

turf, after all. It was fine if it was just an injury, but now that a life was lost, it could be

went through, he saw a shadow passing by. He didn't even say a word before hanging up and running toward the person. The person seemed to be hiding from the surveillance cameras, for they walked along the wall. They were quite nimble

injuries as he ran after them. "Stop right

him, then found a spot without surveillance and got ready

person over the wall, then grabbed the leg of the person who was already

free, but unexpectedly, Alex was gripping onto them as if his life depended

their hands on