Someone grunted in pain. “Boss, it’s me!”The assassin leader realized that these were the subordinates he had just attacked. “Fuck!” He quickly reached into his uniform and pulled out a flashlight, allowing him to now see his subordinate. The poor subordinate was hushed over as he clutched his chest with his free hand. This seemed to be where the assassin leader had struck him a couple of seconds ago.“Man up! Don’t let down your guard!” The assassin's leader yelled at this subordinate before turning the flashlight to the rest. “Everyone, pull out your flashlight….” His words caught in his throat, right along with his words, as his body froze and his eyes widened in shock. Right in front of the assassin leader, Just at the edge of the flashlight reach, there were three assassins held hostage by three young adults. More surprising is the fact that all three of these people holding the three assassins hostage were women; young-looking women to be precise. Also, this woman had quite
“Stop shooting at each other, you fool!” The assassin leader was furious at his men. “Find cover, now!” He quickly dashed for cover, his subordinate who felt that something was wrong since the beginning was right behind his trail.The leader and the subordinate dashed towards the direction they came from. With their flashlights, they found the door that led to the stairs but then they were faced with another problem – the door was locked. With the elevator, it didn’t even need to be considered as there was no light on this floor.“Those bodyguards, they might be might be freakishly strong or agile but I haven’t seen any of them with a gun. Sir, we might have a fighting chance! We just need to keep the flashlights on! It would ruin the advantage of the darkness that they hold over us.”The assassin's leader looked at his subordinate with an approving gaze. “You’re right! Perhaps, I need to reconsider giving you a promotion.”A voice suddenly boomed through the speakers of the hallw
The hallway was still dark. As for those assassins who had hidden themselves in various corners and rooms, they were being taken down one at a time.Ever since the lights in the hallways had been turned off, the McArthur bodyguards had quickly adapted to the darkness. With their abnormal physical capabilities, their eyes were able to pick up on most things in their surroundings. This was exactly what gave them a huge advantage over the assassins. They had begun taking out these assassins without mercy. These assassins are killers, and killing their target is their mission. Unfortunately for these assassins, the target they’re after this time is the one and only McArthur heir – the grandson of the mighty Billiard McArthur himself. The sole purpose of these bodyguards’ existence is to protect the McArthur. Knowing that William is the only living bloodline of the McArthur family that has direct lineage to the current patriarch, the McArthur bodyguards knew that they couldn’t afford t
Once William learned of this, he wasn’t really surprised, but rather annoyed at himself for not anticipating this kind of desperate move from The Brown family. Luckily, he had a powerful family backing him all the way. William then called Dr. Nina and he explained what was happening to her.Dr. Nina then revealed to William and his friends that Mike Barathea had also sent words to her. It turned out that Mr. Brown was offering $3 million to Chief Resident Byron Burton to ensure that the assassins got into the hospital without any hassle. The chief resident was then promised an escape to a better life once law enforcement found out that he was involved. By then, no one would be able to catch him for his crimes. This was the reason Chief Resident Byron had willingly agreed to help in the first place. As long as he got a better life, he didn’t really care who ended up as a casualty. Unfortunately for him, he ended up as the casualty instead, killed by the very man he had betrayed Gia
After the leader of the assassin leader had made that ‘battle to the death duel’ with William, he was quite confident that none of those super-powered bodyguards taking down his men would come for him.“Boss, I think we shouldn’t just remain here.” The intuitive assassin who was still sticking close to the assassin leader has spoken with rising fear in his voice.The assassin leader had harrumphed with an arrogant expression on his face when he heard these words. “We already have an agreement. If that boy really has any pride, he'll come out here and face me.” The assassin leader’s aloofness had been diminished minutes later when one of the McArthur bodyguards knocked that intuitive assassin out and dragged his body away, easily able to evade the flashlight pointed around by the assassin leader due to the overwhelming darkness. Now literally alone, and unwilling to return to that particular hallway where the remaining assassins were still being killed off one by one, the assassin
Andrew was getting quite confident that none of these marching young adults in black military outfits could see him. He watched as they kept matching in a slightly long file of two. He didn’t expect that they would suddenly stop before spreading further. Each of the two lines moved to the opposite walls of the hallway and they faced the middle. The assassin leader had not been this scared in a long time.Andrew watched for a few more seconds as the two lines of bodyguards stood with their hands behind their backs while facing the spacious middle. The scene looked like they were expecting the president or something. But that was when Andrew heard the footsteps of a single person walking in the hallway as well. The incoming person soon enters the assassin leader’s line of sight and it is revealed to be Abigail.Abigail Luke walked along the hallway with her team lined up with their backs almost touching the wall. She walked with her head raised and a cold expression on her face. She
Andrew began chuckling as he tightened his fist. “I’m not gonna lie, Mr. Chain, I was quite convinced that your agreement to my challenge was nothing but a way to stall me.”“Yet, here I am.” William walked forward and removed his top, revealing a shredded body covered in light bandages. Most of the bruises he got from prison had almost healed up at this point. “Now, can we stop talking already and just get into this duel already? There are other matters I still have to attend to tonight.”The assassin leader was still quite surprised at William’s show of gusto. As a highly experienced assassin, he was very adept at noticing the slightest buff in his opponents or targets, and right now, he couldn’t find a hint of either in William. “Hmmm! I have to say though, you are one exceptionally tough kid. It’s a shame that won’t save you tonight. My freedom from your bodyguards demands that I end your life. So it’s gonna be a win-win for me.” He then took off his top outfit as well, reveali
Ever since William moved into his estate, he had been training with her and the other McArthur bodyguards almost daily, and over the span of weeks into months, she had seen William grow stronger and more agile as he adapted his physical condition to match his sparring partners. William barely won any of those sparring sessions with his bodyguards because he always demanded that they should never go easy on him. The McArthur bodyguards had abnormal capabilities so William didn’t need the pity win from them. Instead, William grew stronger from the constant defeat he was death by the daily sparring sessions, and this is what made his titanium wall of determination quite astonishing. Compared to them, Abigail knew that William was far from defeated in this duel against the assassin leader.“Due!” Andrew tightened his fist, maximizing the adrenaline coursing through the veins in his arm as he brought it down on William’s face.William could hear a slight ringing in his ear from the one