Chapter 140
The night grew dark as rain poured down. The streets were empty, as there was no one around.
Just then, a fleet of black Hummer vehicles drove in at high speed, splashing puddles of water. The vehicles
pulled up at the entrance of a hospital building.
As the car doors opened, a group of burly, muscular men got out.
One of them was smoking a cigar.
He was a large and muscular man with a beard, more than six feet tall at least a head above normal men. His arms and thighs were bulging with muscle.
“Guild master! That man is still inside, he never left.” The last assassin pointed to one of the floors of the
building.
He had been lying in wait for support to arrive as he spied on Dustin.
“I expected that you could handle this guy on your own. Why do I still have to be personally involved?” The bearded man narrowed his eyes with displeasure.
He was the guild master of the White Dragon guild!
“Guild master, don’t underestimate that guy. He took us down as easily as dominoes!” The assassin reported.
“Alright, surround the building. The earlier we get this settled, the earlier we can rest,” Dracor ordered
impatiently.
If it weren’t for Edwin’s orders, he wouldn’t have inconvenienced himself by coming down personally.
“Stop! Who goes there!” A group of bodyguards dressed in suits streamed out of the building. They were the
Harmon family’s men.
“What, was there a group of men protecting him? Alright, you boys can use them for practice.” Dracor
motioned to his men.
“Yes, guild master!” His disciples behind him grinned evilly and rushed up to fight the bodyguards. They were out for blood like a pack of wolves.
“Stop them!” The bodyguards were not to be outdone. They pressed forward as one to block the guild
members.
The scene erupted into chaos.
Although the bodyguards were well–trained, their fighting skills weren’t on the same level as those of the members of the White Dragon guild.
After a while, the bodyguards were forced to retreat, falling under the pressure.
“Who dares to go against the Harmon family? An aggressive roar Interrupted the fight as Stephan emerged with a few of his comrades.
Making his way through the crowd, the guild members were repelled backward by Stephan’s internal energy.
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Chapter 140
creating a space around him.
“Oh, is he a martial artist with internal energy? How dare you show off your tricks in front of an expert? Get out of the way!” Dracor had a cold smile on his lips.
Stephan threw fist after fist without stopping, forcing the guild members to fall back. They were no match for
him.
“Reckless bastard!” Dracor took a deep breath and released a surge of energy in Stephan’s direction.
The attack sliced through the raindrops and zeroed in on him.
Fortunately, Stephan had a keen sense of danger. He noticed the attack coming and went into a defensive.
stance.
He was blown backward about 30 feet away, leaving deep tracks on the ground. Stephan was flung onto a wall like a ragdoll as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Yes, Sir!” The bodyguards behind Stephan ran into the building without hesitation. Their mission was to
“Heh, do you think you could hold me back?” Dracor smirked.
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