Chapter 74

Elliot froze and his brain stopped working when he saw the dire situation he was in.

Samson had a knife to his throat and if Leon hadn’t grabbed his wrist when he did, his carotid artery would’ve been cut open by the knife.

Samson’s eyes darkened and he frowned tightly.

He was an unorthodox fighter who prided himself in how fast he moved without his opponent noticing. .

He learnt the most brutal and uncultured way to fight. He didn’t care what he had to do as long as he ended up defeating his enemies.

He was a mercenary for hire and knew how to deal with any situation he found himself in, but here he was, unable to move his hand forward or backward after it was held by Leon.

Klimt had hired Samson after a careful and difficult search. And as someone who knew how strong his mercenary was, he was surprised to see him struggling to free his hand from Leon’s grip.

He gulped down and probed Samson anxiously.

“What is it? If he doesn’t want to let go of your hand, then break his for