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.

soaked in his own urine from fright. He blurted out, “It…

responded flatly, “Tell him… if he even thinks

“Okay…”

man stammeringly nodded vigorously before scrambling away into the

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

and three

youth turned to go back to the hotel but

tattoos all over his face and long, unkempt hair limped forward.

vagrant who had

“Sawyer Ford?”

The

man narrowed his eyes in recognition.

stage nine great-grandmaster from

36 martial arts forms, each mastered to perfection.

formidable skills once defeated two Profound Reality Realm experts.

dubbed him the

What’s the

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

the cold-faced youth, tilted his head, and looked at the young man who was a head taller than him. He smirked. “Of course, it has

his fists, “You

lost to me. Do you think you stand a chance against

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