When Leon and the others finished kowtowing, Connor kicked the box with Shura Sword in front of Leon.
The onlookers moved back, fearing that Leon’s blood would splash all over themselves when he was being stabbed.
Victoria gave Maximilian a gentle pull, not wanting to see the following bloody scene.
"I will leave this to you." Maximilian told Connor and left with Victoria.
Leon watched Maximilian’s back with resentment, lowered his head and stared at the Shura Sword in the box.
"Connor, since that loser is gone, I don’t have to stab myself three times, right?" Leon asked, his voice trembling.
"Wyatt, you are the witness. You have to guarantee that they will fulfill their commitment." Connor singled Wyatt out.
Wyatt nodded and said, "Since you have lost, you need to keep your promise."
Leon shut his eyes abruptly, stretched out his trembling hand and held the cold hilt of Shura Sword.
If he had known that he would lose, Leon would rather take out a nail clipper than this Shura Sword!
His trembling hand stayed on the hilt of Shura Sword. Leon had no courage to pick it up at all.
The fuller, the jagged spine, they would cause fatal wounds!
Even if he survived, he would suffer great pain.
"Connor, Mr. Owen, let’s talk it over, alright?"
Leon’s forehead was streaming with large drops of perspiration.
"Alas, since you have come up with this idea, you have to bear it yourself. If you guys don’t have the guts to do it, let me help you." Wyatt smiled and said.
Leon staggered and blacked out.
Zakariya, Teddy and the others were startled, and faked a faint like Leon.
The onlookers were completely stunned. It didn’t occur to them that these domineering guys at ordinary times should be so frightened right now.
His face grim, Wyatt waved his hand to his men. A tough bodyguard walked forward, picked up the Shura Sword and stabbed Leon in the thigh.
The knife penetrated through Leon’s thigh. Blood gushed out of the wound along the fuller.
"Ah!" Leon woke up in pain, holding his thigh with both hands and letting out an ear-piercing scream.
The bodyguard pulled out the knife and went on. Soon, Leon passed out in pain again.
When the bodyguard finished his work on Zakariya and the others, Connor took a picture and sent it to Maximilian.
"That’s OK. Send them to hospital. Don’t let them die." Connor said.
Wyatt’s men rushed out and carried Leon and the others out to hospital.
Meanwhile, Maximilian and Victoria had returned to the hotel. Maximilian took out his phone, glanced at the message sent by Connor, and put his phone away.
Laura and Marcus had been worrying about Victoria all the time. Hearing Maximilian and Victoria talking, the two walked out of their room one after the other and went into Victoria’s room.
Laura looked the two up and down, and gave Maximilian a puzzled stare. "You haven’t been sorted out? Didn’t Humphrey say that you would be stabbed three times?"
Maximilian said with embarrassment, "I won the bet, so I was not the one to be stabbed three times."
Both Laura and Marcus were in a trance for a moment. Then Marcus asked with anxiety, "What… do you mean by that? So those big shots of Gibson have been stabbed three times?"
"Of course. They lost the bet, so naturally had to be stabbed."
"You! You loser! All you do is get into trouble!"
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