Chapter 2179
---- Chapter 2179 Andrew quickly grabbed the daggers from the two assassins whose heads he had just blown
apart. Then, a massacre began. Flashing steel and screams filled the air. Andrew moved like an enraged dragon,
cutting through from one end of the alley straight to the other, reaching the alley's entrance. He lowered his
blades and spun half a step as bright red blood flowed down the smooth surfaces of the daggers, dripping onto
the ground. Soon, it formed a thick stream of blood. "Good blades!" he praised, then released his grip.
The two daggers immediately sliced straight into the concrete pavement like it was nothing. Behind him, the
trench coat assassins stiffened for a breath before collapsing one by one, their faces frozen in terror even in
death. From the other side of the alley, the braided assassin among the two remaining men began applauding.
"Beautiful. Truly beautiful. 23 of the Cunningham family's elite, all wiped out just like that. Do you realize those
23 men were worth twenty-three billion? And you butchered them without ---- blinking.
Such a waste of money, don't you think?" Though he seemed to be expressing sympathy, there was not an
ounce of compassion in his voice. Instead, it carried a thick undertone of cruelty and bloodlust. It was as if the
dead were not people at all, but 23 disposable mannequins. He kept clapping as he walked closer, his braids
whipping and bells chiming. "Now it's my turn to send you to hell. Oh, and the name's Hugo Brennan, from the
beautiful snowy mountains of the West." Grinning at Andrew, Hugo suddenly vanished from his original position!
When he reappeared, he was already at Andrew's side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis iron-gloved hands pressed down viciously toward Andrew's. head. Meanwhile, at the Knowles estate. It was
already late at night, and those who should be resting had gone to bed. Throughout the manor, only a few places
remained lit. These included just a handful of locations and, most importantly, Harold's study. Inside, Harold and
Elijah sat with another man. His pale, skeletal face made his large frlook even more menacing, his steel
gloves gleaming under the light. ---- He had braids tied on his head with small bells attached, and he looked like
he was here for nothing but trouble.
His face was pale and so gaunt that there was not an ounce of flesh on him. However, his bone structure was
exceptionally large, easily broad enough to make Harold and Elijah seem small beside him. He also wore gloves
on his hands, but these were not iron ones. Instead, they were made of steel. This was Hakeem Brennan, another
assassin from the western deserts. His appearance was nearly identical to the killer Andrew had just faced,
except his braids were more numerous. In their order, the number of braids marked the rank. "Mr. Hakeem, at
this hour, Mr.
Hugo and the others should have
succeeded by now, right?" Elijah
could not help but ask with eager
anticipation on his face. At the same
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expression whatsoever. He neither
confirmed nor denied Elijah’'s words.
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not sitting down and barely moving
at all. Only occasionally would he
lower his head to check his
wristwatch. Tpassed minute by
minute, and even Harold's patience
was nearly exhausted. Opening his
mouth, Harold said with an
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you think..." Before he could finish
speaking, Hakeem suddenly
shuddered as if his body had been
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his head once more to look at his
wristwatch. This timepiece was
specially customized, and it was
connected to his younger brother
Hugo's life signal! At that very
moment, the signal flatlined into a
stark green bar. It meant only one
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