Life After Prison

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.

before him felt like a nightmare. Though he considered himself an able fighter, he felt that Severin was stronger than a hundred

They collapsed on the ground while clutching

is impossible!” 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 hand had

said in a trembling voice. That was

trouble? I didn’t want to kill you, but there’s no point in sparing you after you colluded with people from Riverson. Lowlifes like you are the kind of people I

turned around without even bothering to look at his corpse again. “Your strongest men are now dead. If any of you wish to have the same

the Cedar

motionlessly in the center, he was like the god of death in everyone’s eyes. His aloofness and indifference made

them were even remotely confident of winning despite their sheer size. If