NovelUSAChapter 238 The man stood still, not even turning around, and said, Your nis Griffin Soare, and you work for Atlas Giordano in the Northern District.
Youre ruthless and have killed many innocent people.
Am I right? Griffin did not deny it.
He scoffed and replied, Since I started practicing martial arts, Ive killed and maimed so many people, Ive lost count.
Good, bad, young, old its all the same.
And you you sound like youre here to avenge those dead souls.
Its a noble thought, but lets see if you can back it up.
Finally, the figure by the window turned around.
It was Andrew, his face half hidden in the dim light of the city outside.
He nodded and replied, Since youve admitted it, III make your death a quick one.
Griffin quickly drew a gun from his waist, aiming it at Andrew with a sneer.
You sure talk big for a guy your size.
Do you think youll get away with it? One shot, and youll be history.
With that, he pulled the trigger.
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Then, Griffins body crashed to the ground with a dull thud.
In the blink of an eye, Griffin was dead, with a silver needle embedded deep in his for ead.
As Andrew stepped over his body, he paused for a moment and chuckled.
You were wrong.
A real expert can talk all they want and still survive.
Ten minutes later, chaos broke out in the hotel.
Shit! Mr.
Soare is dead! Notify Mr.
Giordano immediately! Hurry! Damn it, who killed Mr.
Soare? Northern District will make them pay in blood ! Mr.
Soare was strong, just a rank below Mr.
Giordano.
Who the hell could kill him? Meanwhile, in the Northern District.
When Atlas received the news of Griffins death, he leaped out of bed with a furious roar.
Who did this ?! His subordinates trembled as they replied, We dont know yet.
Atlass eyes burned with fury.
He quickly dressed and rushed to find Finley.
At that moment, Finley had just finished a night with two beautiful women and was lounging, feeling content.
When Atlas barged in, he was clearly annoyed.
Finley asked, Its just one of your men, a low level goon.
Why the big fuss? Chapter 233 Atlas snapped, Mr.
Moore, this wasnt just any goon.
It was my right hand man, Griffin Soare, the top fighter in Northern District.
Finley shrugged, unfazed.
He was just a useless fool.
If hes dead, then let him be.
We can talk tomorrow.
Ive had enough of a night already, wrestling a hundred rounds with two women in bed.
Atlass temples bulged with anger as he shouted, Mr.
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Moore, my second in command is dead, and youre here playing around Π with women? Shouldnt you cwithto East City to figure out who did this? Finley waved him off, annoyed. Relax.
Ill find the killer tomorrow and hand them over to you for punishment.
Fuming, Atlas slammed the door behind him.
He thought, This idiot is too wrapped up in his pleasures.
If not for the Hidden Dragons, I wont even be bothered with him It was a crucial tto outsmart South City, yet Finley was holed up in his room having fun. It was simply ridiculous.
Search everything.
I want a full investigation.
Find the person who killed Griffin.
I will rip them apart with my own hands! In a fit of rage, the Northern District crlord issued orders for a full scale search.
Se the war with South City began, everything had been going smoothly, with the Northern District always in control.
Yet, Griffin was suddenly dead, and it caught Atlas entirely off guard.
At the stime, in South City.
Sir, good news, huge news! Griffin is dead! Hes gone for good! Looks like lucks on our side! One of Dylans men crunning, his face full of excitement. Dylan and his trusted subordinates exchanged stunned glances, speechless at the unexpected turn of events.
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