My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 214

He was getting closer and closer! The assassin’s footsteps grew nearer by the minute.

Everyone in the café held their breaths and saw a figure stopping in front of the glass window of the café. The figure advanced toward the door step by step before pausing for a second at the doorway as a hand opened the café door.

The creak of the door sounded deafening in the now completely silent café. As everyone looked on in terror, the door was opened and an extremely tall figure stood at the doorway. The square was in total darkness without the slightest bit of light in it—not even the lights from the stars and moon shone into the building. Thus, all everyone could see was a dark yet menacing figure.

Stanley lunged at the figure stealthily and electrocuted the dark figure with the taser in his hand immediately. The body of the dark figure convulsed for a moment, but much to everyone’s surprise, he didn’t collapse at all. The sturdy tower-like figure of the assassin remained standing tall and firm on the ground; Stanley’s over 180-centimeter tall figure appeared really small compared to his height.

The assassin advanced toward the crowd hiding in the café, and everyone there backed away in fear.

Even a strong man like Stanley was knocked out by the assassin with just a single strike, so they didn’t have the confidence to put up a fight against the man. Sophia kept moving toward the back as far as she could.

Suddenly, a palm pressed against her back and forcibly shoved her out toward the assassin.

“She’s the one you want to kill!”

Sophia rolled over to the front of the assassin like a defenseless little chick.

She was right under the feet of the dark figure. She raised her head and saw the dim light coming from an emergency light as it shone on the man’s heavily scarred face, which looked like a hideous demon. The over 200-centimeter tall man had dry and unruly yellow hair; his bulging well-toned muscles all over his body were fully covered in scars.

She actually recognized the man—it was Quill! He was an assassin from the Phantom Wolf, who was supposed to be dead in one of the International Joint Counter Terrorism Operations a year ago. He actually showed up here and even wanted to kill her!

The first thing that came to Sophia’s mind was that the Phantom Wolf had found her!

Just within that one second when she was still in shock, a blade chopped downward at her brain from above. If it hit her head precisely, she would be cut in half on the spot instantly.

Right at that crucial moment, a chair swung from above and struck Quill’s head fiercely from behind. Following a loud bang, the chair, which seemed very sturdy, shattered into pieces immediately.

Quill’s well-built, tower-like figure remained standing firm and tall on the ground; he grimaced and looked very furious. Upon turning around, he saw a miserable young man standing behind him.

“Professor Clark!” Sophia shouted in surprise. That man was actually Quinton.

She didn’t know where the usually weak Quinton got the courage to actually ambush Quill. The guy was a ruthless assassin, who wouldn’t even blink when he killed a person!

The moment he turned around, Quinton took a wine bottle and crashed it on his head fiercely.

However, Quill didn’t budge at all; it was as if his body was made of steel, making him invincible. He grabbed hold of Quinton—who ambushed him from behind—and held him in the air instead. Without much effort, he hurled Quinton away and the latter fell onto the floor heavily. Before Quinton hit the floor, he crashed into the wall harshly, forming a dent in it. Finally, he smashed against the floor and slumped next to Stanley.

After Quill hurled Quinton away, he felt a menacing aura behind him. A petite figure bumped into his waist suddenly and a sharp weapon stabbed into his waist harshly.