Atlas and Zander met at the gate of Avondale Road.
Seeing Atlas, Zander, who was dressed in a green robe, immediately bowed and said, "Master!"
Atlas said, "Follow me."
Atlas took Zander home directly.
When they arrived at the door, there was no trace around the door. However, Atlas could feel the aura of three martial artists in the room.
Atlas did not have the key. He looked at Zander and said lightly, "Knock on the door."
Zander immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.
"Who is it?" A man's dull voice came from the room.
"It's time for you to pay for the property management." Zander was very clear about the ways of all walks of life when he was young.
The door was opened, and a middle-aged man stood in front of the door, staring at Zander with a gloomy face.
"Which property management are you from? The clothes you wear are so strange!" The middle-aged man asked warily.
Zander suddenly grinned, grabbed the middle-aged man's throat, and dragged him out.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man squeezed out a sentence from his throat.
"Kill him!" Atlas ignored him and walked straight into the room.
Zander was stunned. He had never killed anyone before. Listening to Atlas' emotionless tone, Zander was both respectful and intimidated.
However, he did not dare go against Atlas' will.
Zander looked at the middle-aged man in horror, and his old face showed a ferocious look. He said coldly, "You have offended someone you shouldn't have!"
He exerted force in his hand and snapped the middle-aged man's neck.
In the living room, there were no sign of the Sinclair family. Only two men in their forties looked at Atlas suspiciously .
"Who are you?"
Perhaps sensing that the companion who went to open the door had met with an accident, they were on alert at this moment.
Atlas was expressionless, but his eyes revealed coldness. "Are you from the Tsin family?"
"You know who we are. Are you Cosimo Lincoln?" Mason Tsin's sullen face was slightly shocked.
The man next to Mason sized Atlas up and said with disdain, "I thought Cosimo Lincoln was a big man. But this is just a kid who hasn't even grown hair!"
"Lord Mountain, there's only this kid. There's no need for the Patriarch to raise a big rumpus. I can crush him with one hand!"
Mason said in a hoarse voice, "Lion, since both Patrick and Finley were all defeated by him; it proves that he is still capable. Don't be careless!"
Lion said,"Lord Mountain, if I fail, you can kill him. I don't believe he will be stronger than you."
Mason didn't say anything. He raised his head slightly and arrogance was written on his face. It was obvious that he had confidence in his own strength.
"Boy, do you want to save your family? Let's get out of here first!" Lion sneered and threw a punch at Atlas.
Lion's punch was fast, ruthless, and accurate. There was also a faint sound of breaking through the air on his fist.
Mason nodded with satisfaction. "Although Lion was only an Acquired-Moderate martial artist, this punch was still powerful enough. It could break through a mud wall!"
Facing Lion's punch, Atlas just stood there quietly, without dodging. He casually raised his hand and slapped out.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, Lion's neck was twisted 360 degrees by Atlas' slap and he died on the spot!
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