Chapter 393

The short guy grinned as he flung Cougar's body against the wall, where t

he body left a bloody

trail.

"Cougar!" Tarragon hugged the body of his little brother and seethed in v

engeance.

"How dare you kill my brother? I'll tear you into pieces!" Then, he lunge

d at the short guy like a crazed beast, only to have the short guy kick h

im in the chest.

Tarragon seemed to have been run over by a truck. He was flung aside and

fell hard onto the ground, where he

coughed up blood. His rib had collapsed.

The Nicholsons gasped at the second casualty. They knew that

Tarragon was way stronger than Cougar, but even the elder brother was def

eated after an attack from the short guy. That left them wondering about

his origins.

"W–

who exactly are you?" Tarragon pressed on his chest as blood oozed from h

is nose and mouth. He knew his opponent must have been a divine–

level martial artist to win with just a move.

"I'm Hillcrest, a gold–

tier assassin in the Bounty League." The short guy grinned widely.

"A gold–

tier assassin in the Bounty League?" Tarragon appeared mortified by the a

nswer. Although he was not acquainted with Hillcrest, he was well aware o

f the weight of the

reputation. The Bounty League was full of martial arts experts.

Even the bronze–

tier assassins were formidable on their own, and the silver–

tier assassins were

practically invincible. Not to mention the rare gold–

tier assassins, who were the elites with

expertise in their fields of choice and cost billions to hire!

Tarragon had thought that he was sent here to teach

some rascals a lesson, but little did he know

that he would run into the gold–

tier assassins of the Bounty League. Talk about unlucky!

"Old hag, it's your turn now." Edwin lifted his gun again.

"Quick! Protect her!" Dakota's eyelids twitched as she yelled in panic.

"Go!" The group of loyal bodyguards from the Nicholson Family charged at

Edwin, who started firing like crazy with high accuracy. Each bullet was

fatal. In no time, he had taken out half of the

bodyguards.

The rest who came closer were taken down by Hillcrest without fuss. In th

e blink of an eye, the Nicholsons' bodyguards suffered a huge loss and mu

ltiple casualties. No one was left standing.

Gloria and

the others were gripped by fear and trembling incessantly upon witnessing

the scene.

They had never thought that they'd lose all the expert bodyguards whom th

ey had specifically

called in from Glenstead.

"Do you have any last words?" Edwin marched up to Gloria without expressi

on.

"Wait! You'd better

not do anything rash. I'm from the Nicholson Family of Glenstead. If you

dare so much as to lay a finger on me, the family will come at you!" Glor

ia rebuked him sternly.

"Is that all? Time to meet your maker, then." Edwin did not waste time co

nversing as he raised his

gun once more.

"Stop!" When he was about

to pull the trigger, he heard a feminine and commanding voice from the en

trance. He turned around and spotted two familiar faces–

Dustin Rhys and Dahlia Nicholson.

"Oh! The real VIPs are here!" Edwin scrunched up his eyes with a murderou

s look. He had attempted to make use of Boulderthorn and Royal Valor to g

et rid of Dustin, but he did not succeed.

The bastards from

Royal Valor had gone missing, and no one had heard from them so far. He h

ad no choice but to take matters into his own hands and hired the gold–

tier assassins to avenge his children. Now that he was face–to–

face with the killer, he was overcome with vengeance.

"Edwin Hummer, you'd better not try anything funny! Release Madam Gloria

now!" Dakota ordered.

"Oh, is she a madam from the family? This is great." Edwin suddenly broke

into a smile as he pointed the gun at Gloria's temple. "I'll give you a

choice–either she or Dustin have to die. Pick

one."