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. 1/3 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.

"Boom!" An explosive sound was heard as Stephan's defense was shattered.

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. "Weakling." Dracor scoffed. Dracor thought that he had

finally met a worthy challenger. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand

a single blow. "Y–You, who are you?" Stephan furrowed his brows and

stared at the towering figure in front of him. Due to the darkness, he

couldn't identify who the man was. "How dare you beat up my men if you

don't even know who I am?" Dracor approached him menacingly. Stephan

finally recognized him when his bearded face was illuminated by the

streetlights. "You–You are Dracor Milfroy?" Stephan fixed his eyes on the

man as fear spread across his face. The nightmare he dreaded really came

true! "Since you seem to know me, we can settle this easily, Kneel down

and beg for your life. If I'm in a good mood, I might let you go." Dracor

laughed mockingly as if he was entertained by Stephan's fear. "Both of

you, go and tell Mr. Rhys to escape. I'll hold them back!" Stephan

gritted his teeth and prepared himself for a fight to the death. "Yes,

Sir!" The bodyguards behind Stephan ran into the building without

hesitation. Their mission was to protect Dustin and they were prepared to

do it at the expense of their lives. "Heh, do you think you could hold me

back?" Dracor smirked. "I'll do my best to buy him some time!" Stephan

was determined. "Don't blame me for your death since you were the one who

asked for It! Dracor scoffed again. He flew at Stephan like a streak of

lightning. I'm going all out!" Stephan took a deep breath and faced

Dracor squarely. Both of them collided directly into each other as

another loud explosion was heard. Stephan was thrown back like he had

been hit by a truck, His body llew into the air and landed heavily on the

ground with a loud thud. Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. He

did not even have the strength to stand up. "Don't overestimate your

abilities!" Oracor taunted. Compared to Dracor strength, Stephan's

internal energy and skills were feeble. "Mr. Rhys, I did my best. I hope

I have bought enough time for you to escape, Stephan muttered as he laid

in the rain, despair in his eyes. Dracor was on another level as he had

already attained the highest tier of martial arts. In addition, he had

trained his body to be as impenetrable as steel. No wonder he was deemed

the best martial artist in Swinton! Stephan knew that he was no match for

Dracor. He couldn't even put up a good fight. "It is an honor for you to

die at my hands!" Dracor came up to Stephan and stared at him

condescendingly, like looking down on a bug. He lifted his leg to stomp

on Stephan's chest and finish him off. At that moment, all the glass

windows of the hospital building shattered simultaneously. A dark figure

swooped down and landed heavily on the ground. The tough cement crumbled

beneath his feet and large cracks propagated from the spot where he

landed, like a spider's web that extended for miles. "Who is it?"

Everyone had bewildered expressions on their faces.