The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 811

A cold and mirthless smile twisted on Fane's mouth. He flipped his palm and dozens of silver needles appeared on his palm. He swung his arm toward the enemy; a horde of men immediately dropped onto the floor, the needles piercing straight through their skulls. More than a dozen men died instantly, and there were a number of elite fighters among them.

"It's not looking good. Retreat!"

Elder Castellano immediately felt that something was wrong. A swing movement from Fane killed two extremely strong fighters from the Kingston Hall in a blink o f an eye. Such terrifying combat prowess was not something they could fight back.

In just a few seconds, more than a hundred of their men were murdered and the number of fallen bodies was still rapidly decreasing. They have brought five hundred men for God’s sake!

"Swoosh!"

A stomp of Fane's leg sent him to the front of a gate, blocking the route. Lana and Queenie, on the other hand, blocked another two exits. They were blocking every possible escape route, not leaving any chance for them to flee.

"Bang! Boom! Bang!"

Blood splattered. No matter which Hall or Family-Green Sky Hall or Watson family-they were from, their final destination was the same-hell.

"Fane, please, I beg you, please let us go! My -my wife and your mother-in-law are close friends, aren't they? Not to mention that you and I just had a decent dinner together last night!"

The still-alive Lawrence, watching each and every one of his men fall onto the ground at lighting speed, started to plead for mercy. He was in a complete state of panic that he knelt before Fane.

Jayden, too, plopped onto the ground and begged, "Fane, we were wrong, we know we were completely wrong. Didn’t we just meet last night? Do you want money? I can give everything to you, please spare us!"

Fane stretched out his arm the moment he heard their beseech. The silver needles that dashed through the wind and nailed o n a wall afar before, had miraculously ricocheted off the wall and returned into his palm.

"Spare your life? Didn't you say that the air abroad is sweeter and fresher than the air over here? That you feel disgusted just by breathing in the air of Cathysia?"

Fane let out an icy-cold laugh; his sight slowly moved away from Jay den to Lawrence. "And a b*stard like you, who poisoned his own father, is not even qualified to continue living in this world, let alone 'use' the air. Let's be environmentally friendly and not waste the air, okay?"

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