Chapter 117

“How!” Everyone’s face paled with fright as they witnessed how easily Severin killed one of the seven top fighters of the Blood–Drinker Gang.

“Kill them!” After recovering from a brief moment of stupefaction, Monte immediately issued an order with the belief that having strength in numbers would overwhelm Severin, even if the latter had the same strength as Larry or Blade.

However, Severin rushed over in a flash, snatched the machete from a younger member of the Cedar Gang, and immediately rushed into the crowd.

“Ah!” One of the Blood–Drinker Gang’s highly–skilled fighters was beheaded! A spurt of blood then flew across the air, and another of the Blood–Drinker Gang’s fighters collapsed!

After several quick flashes, the remaining people who had come to lend their support were all beheaded. Seven people died at Severin’s hands in a matter of seconds–a testament to how fast.

he was.

Monte’s face turned ugly, and the scene before him felt like a nightmare. Though he considered himself an able fighter, he felt that Severin was stronger than a hundred of

unfortunate victims were One–Eye and Kevin. They collapsed on the ground while clutching their necks, and there was a look of fear in

Monte clenched his fist and was about to make a run for it, but a blur flashed past him and he soon realized that the machete in Severin’s

Monte said in a trembling voice. That was the moment he came to

colluded with people from Riverson. Lowlifes like you are the kind of people I hate most!” He executed a quick slash that sent blood spurting out from Monte’s

again. “Your strongest men are now

the time it took for Larry and Blade to kill a couple of people from the Cedar Gang, Severin had already made light work of their top guns and beheaded the seven strongest individuals from the

god of death in everyone’s eyes. His aloofness and indifference

winning

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