The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 633

Nathaniel’s chilling gare fixated on Haydan as if he could already vimalize the imminent demise of Haylan at the hands of Nicholas

Simultaneously, he couldn’t help but be consumed by an intense and admiring envy toward Haylan.

The thought of engaging in a passionate affair with Mia and Ceci made him believe it was a gamble worth taking, even if it meant risking his life

After all, they were 1900 extraordinary beauties, and he couldn’t help but fantasize about having both women in his grasp

Devi, you wretched woman) Playing with my emotions while entertaining other men. I swear I’ll put an end to you!”

Nicholas, hic vationality lost to Buy, shattered the lock with his revolver and stormed into the mansion. With the revolver firmly gripped, he leveled it at Haylan and thundered. You damn bastard, release her!

Move her contorted in shock upon hearing the sound. She swiftly turned around and pleaded, “Nicholas, hold your firet We’re here to heal Cecik illness?

“Treating an illnese Are you kidding me? You’re both practically naked! Is this some twisted way to cure someone)” Nicholas wice boomed with anger.

Tease, don’t act rashly. Let me explain, Mia hastily pleaded.

Tenore him! Keep Ceci restrained. It’s about to come out!” Haylan roared.

Raylan continued his frantic message on Ceci as he spoke, his body contorting in agony as the mysterious tattoos pulsated. causing him to sway uncontrollably.

You son of a bitch, playing the innocent in my presence? I’ll make sure you pay for it!”

Nicholas’s eyes blazed with fury as he beheld the scene before him. Without hesitation, he raised his gun, took aim at Haylan’s back, and squeezed the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out like a thunderclap, and the bullets from the revolver pummeled Haylan with the force of a relentless

storm.

“Son of a bitch!” Haylan’s face twisted with fury.

He could have easily evaded that bullet.

But if he had evaded the shot, Mia and Ceci would have found themselves directly in the bullet’s path.

He resorted to a dual focus with no other options, unleashing his vital energy to manifest as a series of razor–sharp blades, cleaving each bullet in half with precision.

instant, his entire being quivered with a surge of primal energy, his vital energy akin to an iron hammer. With an explosive strike, he sent Nicholas hurtling through the air, his grip on the firearm loosening as it slipped from his grasp and crashed

energy, akin to a

firearm on the ground was instantly reduced to

moment, he clenched his fingers into a sword–like

as if materialized, sliced through the air, penetrating Nicholas’s shoulder

from the corner of his mouth,

“Cough Cough Cough

the mysterious tattoos. His vital organs incurred substantial damage, causing him to expel a gush of blood

face contorted with worry

Haylan spoke with

gripped Ceci’s limbs, tightly restraining

Ceci’s body writhed and wriggled with astonishing speed, eventually congregating on Haylan’s arm, crawling and enveloping

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finally

without hesitation, he released his grasp

moment, the butterfly tattoo on his arm persisted in its relentless crawl, gradually

and fluttered across Haylan’s skin, its presence undeniably ceric and dread–inducing.

“Heavy breathing…”

collapsed on the couch, panting heavily, her

a searing

she had traversed the depths of the underworld. Every inch of her body was soaked in sweat, and she was utterly depleted, devoid

a sensation was excruciating

are you okay?” Mia hurriedly asked.

fine. Take a look at Mr. Jaber. He seems to be in a bad state,” Ceci uttered

fixed her gaze upon Haylan, her eyes brimming with deep concern.

words, Mia hastily shifted her attention to

body, with the butterfly tattoo springing to life,

shut his eyes. He

concern as she stepped forward, intending to wipe the sweat off

I’m purging the tattoos, and I cannot be

the mysterious tattoos within his body, requiring utmost concentration. He had no room or energy to spare for a

he honed his senses, tapping into the

succession of razor–sharp blades, penetrating and cleansing every butterfly tattoo adhered to them.

swift and precise blade, surged through his veins

that achieving a thorough eradication would necessitate a considerable amount of time.

extraction resulted in self–inflicted damage, accounting for the agonizing expression on