Chapter: 641
“Boss, he doesn’t look like our target today.” The short guy held his cap with one hand to prevent it from blowing it away. At the same time, he cast a cool look at Edwin.
“If you want him killed, you need to top up.”
“50 million for each person,” Edwin replied, unperturbed.
“Haha! No problem!” The short guy grinned in excitement.
“You’re asking for death!” Feeling belittled, Cougar was infuriated and lashed out with a punch. The punch was so heavy that it could break metal.
“You don’t know your limits.” The short guy shook his head and suddenly lurched at Cougar. He dodged the punch and hit Cougar hard in the abdomen.
A dull thud was heard. Cougar’s abdomen, which had withstood the fruit knife stab, had a hole in it. The fist of the short guy penetrated through Cougar’s flesh and emerged from the back. The scene was a horrifying, bloody mess.
Cougar froze up and stared at the fist that pierced through his abdomen in disbelief. Never in his wildest dream had he imagined that someone would put a fist through the steely body that he trained and built for years.
“How is that possible?” Gloria and the rest were terrified and shocked, especially knowing that Cougar was powerful enough to take down a hundred men. He could even defend himself against guns with ease. To their dismay and bewilderment, Cougar was taken down by a martial arts expert in one move.
“50 million pocketed.”
The short guy grinned as he flung Cougar’s body against the wall, where the body left a bloody trail.
“Cougar!” Tarragon hugged the body of his little brother and seethed in vengeance.
“How dare you kill my brother? I’ll tear you into pieces!” Then, he lunged at the short guy like a crazed beast, only to have the short guy kick him in the chest.
Tarragon seemed to have been run over by a truck. He was flung aside and fell hard onto the ground, where he coughed up blood. His rib had collapsed.
The Nicholsons gasped at the second casualty. They knew that Tarragon was way stronger than Cougar, but even the elder brother was defeated after an attack from the short guy. That left them wondering about his origins.
“W–who exactly are you?” Tarragon pressed on his chest as blood oozed from his nose and mouth. He knew his opponent must have been a divine–level martial artist to win with just a move.
“I’m Hillcrest, a gold–tier assassin in the Bounty League.” The short guy grinned widely.
“A gold–tier assassin in the Bounty League?” Tarragon appeared mortified by the answer. Although he was not acquainted with Hillcrest, he was well aware of the weight of the reputation. The Bounty League was full of martial arts experts.
Even the bronze–tier assassins were formidable on their own, and the silver–tier assassins were practically invincible. Not to mention the rare gold–tier assassins, who were the elites with expertise in their fields of choice and cost billions to hire!
Tarragon had thought that he was sent here to teach some rascals a lesson, but little did he know that he would run into the gold–tier assassins of the Bounty League. Talk about unlucky!
“Old hag, it’s your turn now.” Edwin lifted his gun again.
“Quick! Protect her!” Dakota’s eyelids twitched as she yelled in panic.
“Go!” The group of loyal bodyguards from the Nicholson Family charged at Edwin, who started firing like crazy with high accuracy. Each bullet was fatal. In no time, he had taken out half of the bodyguards.
The rest who came closer were taken down by Hillcrest without fuss. In the blink of an eye, the Nicholsons‘ bodyguards suffered a huge loss and multiple casualties. No one was left standing.
Gloria and the others were gripped by fear and trembling incessantly upon witnessing the scene.