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
Even if Andrew, the assassin leader, knew how to counter these Martial arts styles, he couldn’t predict the blend of tactics William was displaying, and this led him to be thrown off most of the time, and he found himself unable to defend himself from those attacks.As a result, Andrew’s injuries couldn’t be compared to William’s at all; his injuries were far much worse. His bloody mouth and the bloody trail down his face and his upper chest revealed that during this fierce round of both sides going all out against each other, Andrew had ended up puking out blood more than once. His face had a lot of swollen spots and these spots looked much worse compared to the ones on William’s face. As for his body, Andrew was now spotting three broken ribs. Also, William had ruthlessly hammered his shoe soles against his thighs and he was now struggling to move as well as before. “Fucking hell!” Andrew roared out in growing frustration as he could clearly see what was happening. William’s eye
William had defeated Andrew, the assassin leader, leaving him with bones broken heavily. The older man lay on the floor, gritting his teeth in extreme pain.“You lose, Andrew.” William lifted his hard shoes off the man’s body, looking down at him with disdainful eyes. “What other target is included in your mission?”Andrew’s eyes were squinted and every breath he took was laced with hardship due to his broken ribs. “How is this possible? You’re just an ordinary university brat! How were you able to defeat me?!” He roared out his frustration at his defeat. He had lost to a much younger man, and right in front of his subordinates who were counting on his victory to hopefully escape with their lives. His outburst caused him to puke out more blood.With a smile of relief on her face, Camilla was about to go give her lover a hug and then check on his physical state. But Abigail suddenly put out a firm hand, gently blocking the heir of the Parker family from going further.“Miss Camill
Andrew’s hand twitched and it was like time had slowed as he reached into the lower pocket of his pants and pulled out a dagger with a colored tip. Adrenaline rushed through his body and the muscles in his arms bulged and he aimed for the neck of the young man behind him.Camilla and the McArthur bodyguards held their breath as they noticed what Andrew was about to do too late. Abigail wasn’t worried though, as she knew that William was prepared for this. William had picked up on Andrew’s demeanor a while ago. While whispering into the man’s ear, trying to coerce him into being an evidential witness against The Brown family in court, he could see that There was still a willful mindset reflected in the older man’s eyes. Thus, he had been on guard for any sudden attack this whole time. This is the reason he quickly noticed Andrew’s action. He was holding his neck and had felt the vigor in the tensed muscles. The second he saw the incoming dagger with the weirdly colored tip, he enga
The assassin simply shut their eyes and dropped their heads. To be honest, these people weren’t actually sad at Andrew’s death due to sentimental reasons, but rather, they knew that any window of chance for their escape had now been shut tightly. They were going to die tonight, and nothing could stop it.Camilla rushed over to William and finally wrapped her arms around William. “Goddamit, Liam!” She placed her face between the crook of his neck, ignoring that he was sweaty at this point. “I was so worried.”William also felt a dose of relief washing through him as he hugged Camilla back. “Oh, how worried were you, Mila? C’mon, tell me.” He was suddenly in a jovial mood as he whispered with a deep and seductive voice in his lover’s ear while placing tiny kisses on her ear.“This is no time to joke.” Camilla lightly slapped William’s arm with a glare. “You were almost killed just now for God’s sake!”William chuckled with a slightly painful expression as Camilla hit him on an inju
In the security room, Andre was the only one sitting in front of the large screens while talking into the mic. Behind him, Tracy had her back turned to her boyfriend while she was hunched over a bucket that she wouldn’t stop vomiting into.Andre didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Should I come to help you?” He was about to get up from his seat when Tracy immediately signaled to him to stay put. Andre shook his head. “O told you not to watch that fight with William and that assassin guy, but you insisted.”Tracy took a break to speak. “Well, I couldn’t help it. Willie was fighting a grown man with years of skills as an assassin freaking leader. I couldn’t look away.” This was all she could utter before she resumed puking into the bucket.Tracy had been able to hold herself against the horrifying violence on the security screens at first. Her worry for her former stepbrother was much greater than her repulsion towards witnessing violence. Well, that was until she saw the way Will