Chapter 1157


    Fane breathed out a coldugh, and in a split second he disappeared; he was shuttling among the


    bodyguards at a lighting speed while swinging his arm.


    With a few shes, all of the bodyguardsid lifeless on the ground.


    "What the f*ck!”


    The fatty and the plump woman-who witnessed the scene—had their eyes widened asrge as


    saucers and their jaws dropped to the ground. They were in shock. The bodyguards that they brought


    were of high-grade martial artists, and one of them was even a first-grade grandmaster! The two did


    not expect their men to be killed in just a few seconds.


    "It...it looks like this brat must have


    reached the higher grade of grandmaster level; his martial prowess and skill are not bad at all. Now I


    finally understand why he wasn’t afraid of them a moment ago. If he and his wife hurry up and leave


    the ce, and not stir up a bigger trouble, they should be fine!"


    Ka whispered to herself while watching the scene on the side.


    "Punk, I''m a Maack! How dare you kill my men! Are you looking for trouble with the Maack family?"


    The woman fumed hotly, at the same time, her voice trembled. She used the Maack family as a tool, in


    hopes to threaten Fane.


    "Heh, I see. Should I wait for your men to beat me to death, only then I could fight back?"


    Cold and heartless smile stered on Fane''s face; he slowly paced toward the two fatties.


    ''''You...you...you...stop right there! What are you doing?"


    Seeing Fane walking toward them at a painfully slow pace, the fat couple looked a t each other and


    were both inplete terror.


    "Oh? What do you think I''m doing?''


    Fane chortled wickedly and threw the question back to the couple.


    "Punk, you''re not trying to end us, are you? Let me give you thest warning, my father -inw is a


    strong fighter of the semi-god level. If you dare to make a move on us, today will be yourst day!"


    Fane let out a goodugh, then he turned to the rotund man. "Well. There’s one way for you to get out


    of here alive, which is for you to cut off one of your wife’s arms right here. Perhaps, in that way, I can let


    you two live. Otherwise, you''ll have to die here tonight!” Fane proposed.


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    After he finished hisst word, he flipped his palm and a fine sword appeared in his hand. He threw it


    on the ground in front of the fatty. "Your choice” Fane dictated.


    "Brat, I''m the Young Mistress Maack, are you looking for death! How dare you ask m y husband to cut


    off my arm! Who gave you the guts!”


    Autumn’s temper sparked that she could feel anger thrummed through her veins; she put on the


    almighty and authoritative look as she barked.


    Snap!


    Nheless, a heavy pnded on her cheek right after she finished her


    "Honey, you''re not really going to cut my arm, are you?”


    Autumn looked at the sword, tears shimmered in her eyes and her face was ashen. How could she


    have thought that the other party was not afraid of the Maack Co?tent оf NovelDrama.Org


    family and daring enough to attack her?


    "Brat, you''ve promised to let us live if I cut her arm, right?”


    The fatty wheeled around and looked at Fane.


    Fane nodded, "A promise is a promise!”