The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 479

Assassin

West Moon was one of the most luxurious bars in Lumonburg.

There were office workers who visited the bar to release their work-related stress and thugs without proper jobs who lived aimlessly, hanging out at the bar.

Under the dim lights, everyone removed the facade they had put on for the whole day, twisting their bodies to their hearts’ content as they expressed their genuine emotions.

Aside from the casual, hedonistic atmosphere at the bar, a different environment could be observed in the underground basement of the bar.

Fighters with naked torsos gathered inside octagon rings fenced with barbed wires.

The thrill of swinging punches on their opponents, the adrenaline rush from seeing the fighters bleed, and the craze of killing jumbled together in that chaotic, lawless place.

At that moment, inside the octagon ring, a fighter wearing a white mask was casually moving his body.

Meanwhile, the commentator, wearing a suit, was screaming in excitement outside the ring, “White Mask successfully defeated five opponents again tonight. He is the true Lumonburg underground fighting champion. Let us cheer for him…”

The underground basement crowd leaped to their feet and shrieked, following the commentator’s shouts.

Inside the bloodstained octagon ring, White Mask raised his hands in the air, thoroughly indulging himself at that moment.

However, just then, a waiter jogged up to the commentator and whispered something in the latter’s ear before scurrying away.

The commentator turned his head to gaze in the direction of the ceiling-to-floor window of Room 3 while wearing a conflicted expression. That window was a one-way mirror, so the interior was not visible from the outside.

Nevertheless, the commentator knew the person sitting in the private room was Kent Channing, who was the leader of Hillriver Gang, the largest gang in Lumonburg.

“Hey! If no one else is going to challenge me, hurry up and open the door. It’s time for me to leave,” White Mask shouted inside the octagon ring.

“This…” The commentator looked at White Mask with an ashen face. “White Mask, we know your principle of never taking off the mask, but we just received news from the guest inside Room 3. The guest is offering one million for you to take off your mask…”

“Open the door!” White Mask repeated coldly.

The commentator had worked there for a long time, so he was very familiar with White Mask’s capabilities. At that instant, he was at a loss, taking in White Mask’s demeanor.

of a gang. On the other, White Mask was a ferocious, genius fighter who had never lost a battle. The commentator knew he could not

a burly man

your face. This is a card containing one million.

a bank card to the

iron chains binding the octagon ring’s door. He then exerted force on them, and the

to mess with me if he doesn’t want to die.” White Mask kicked the bank card on the

You had

became enraged upon seeing White Mask’s impudence. He withdrew

Pow!

A soft thud sounded.

man seemed stunned as he stood rooted to

the dagger’s wielder, and the weapon’s pointy end was stuck in the muscular

is wonderful. I can’t

allowing the burly man’s blood to splatter on his mask. Then, under the

the room. In less than

room, White Mask was sitting

into Kent’s mouth and slowly pushed it deeper, plunging the weapon toward the

phone rang

the phone and was momentarily

“Juliette, what’s up?”

of white wine and gently poured it onto the stele in

burial site of the warriors who had sacrificed their lives during the war to end the rebellion in Lumonburg back

a separate tomb for you, but I knew you would not agree to receive that special

the wine glass in his hand beside the stele.

the whole journey. It’s

grass swayed as breezes blew by, but still, no one was seen on

at a bush

you to

spoke, a rustling noise sounded from

you to follow me?” Jonathan

about your safety, so he told us to protect

“That’s the wrong answer.”

himself upward and