The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227 

Immediately, a group of fully armed mercenaries rushed in. They held brand- new weapons in their hands. 

When they entered, without a word, they immediately released their safety and aimed their guns at Andrius‘ group. 

“Heh…” The Arctic Fox smiled coldly. He did not believe that these three people could cause trouble in his own stronghold. 

To his surprise, Noir and Andrius remained unfazed as if they had not seen the elite guards at all, or perhaps they were ignoring them. 

Only Katalina could not help but pale and subconsciously moved closer to Noir. 

Tick- 

As the final tick of the second hand sounded, a whole minute passed. 

The Arctic Fox thought that he had control over the situation and said with a grin, “Sorry, lady and gentlemen, but your minute is up. If you want to leave now, then you’ll have to pay extra! One billion for each of you. If a single penny is missing, then I’ll shoot them into Swiss cheese!” 

After speaking, he grabbed an AK from one of his subordinates and aimed it at the three, making mocking sounds like, “Bang, bang, bang…” 

Andrius could not help but laugh at how smug he was. 

“Sorry, but I have no intention of leaving,” Andrius said calmly, then glanced at the time and said to Noir, “Settle the fight in thirty seconds.” 

Unexpectedly, Andrius‘ words caused the mercenaries to burst into laughter. 

“Damn, this is hilarious.” 

“Boy, are you a theater kid?” 

“He’s really good at pretending! He could be a movie star with his skills!” 

“Damn, he’s blowing so much hot air, I’m surprised he’s not floating away!” 

The mercenaries sneered, not taking Noir seriously at all. Indeed, they believed that with their firepower, they could easily send Andrius and the others to make their maker. 

“Is it funny?“Noir waited until they finished laughing before revealing a smile. It 

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was a smile that belonged to the Grim Reaper from hell. 

The mercenaries were slightly stunned. 

The Arctic Fox also frowned. 

Noir did not explain himself. 

The next second, his figure already flashed into the group of mercenaries. 

Bam! 

Smack! 

Crack! 

Noir was a martial realm expert. 

Although these mercenaries were formidable, they could not compare to the Grandmasters in Florence. Even with guns in their hands, they were no match for 

Noir.