Fane breathed out a cold laugh, and in a split second he disappeared; he was shuttling among the bodyguards at a lighting speed while swinging his arm.
With a few flashes, all of the bodyguards laid lifeless on the ground.
"What the f*ck!”
The fatty and the plump woman-who witnessed the scene—had their eyes widened as large 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 place, and not stir up a bigger trouble, they should be fine!"
Kayla 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 plastered 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 in complete terror.
"Oh? What do you think I'm doing?'
Fane chortled wickedly and threw the question back to the couple.
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