Marian had a hunch that Brock was already dead but lied. “Please, Mr. Summer was hurt. You have to save him!”

Seath realized that she was Brock’s new girlfriend and quickly decided that he had to flex properly. However, before he could call in his bodyguards, a man drenched in blood strode downstairs, gun in hand.

“Arghti”

The workers in the lobby all screamed on top of their lungs and scrambled to flee-it was a gun they were talking about, not a cleaver!

Seth was stunned too, just as Marian yelled, “That’s him! He hurt Mr. Summer just now!” Seth’s heart skipped a beat.

Brock was most definitely dead… but he had not gotten his money!

Nonetheless, he stood in front of Marian and demanded, “Who are you?”

Fred glanced at him but did not recognize him.

brought his gun to bear, leveling

going to kill the woman behind you,” he barked imposingly. “My fight is not with you.

clenched on the hem of his suit. Please, Mr. Yaffe! You have to help

Do

on Fred and snapping, “ you know who I am?! Have you heard of Riverton’s Flying Sword Sect branch? I’m the son of its chieftain. How dare you point that gun at me?! Put that away, and I might consider sparing your

Sect.” Fred snorted. “Even the gods will fall

with those words,

as the muzzle flashed, the bodyguard standing in front of Seth dropped to

man crazy?! He already stated his name and title, but the bastard

turned and fled in

Seth’s bodyguard and could usually bully anyone thanks to Seth’s privileged birth, and yet, this

machete, but this was

but before that, he had to be alive

Seth was left cursing-without his bodyguards, he had no

certainly did not want this heat. Whatever this was about, he

vicelike grip. “Please, Mr. Yaffe! You

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