For whoever who possessed combat power comparable to a king of war was certainly not going to volunteer to be a bodyguard. S o the other party was obviously pretending to be a king of war, but in reality, he was probably afraid, at the same time, did not want to admit weakness due to his image. Thus, he had asked Miles Stone to go in, so that he could pay Miles off and Miles would let him off the hook.
"Heh! I'm a five-star king of war, and you're making me go in to meet him? Are you sure?"
Miles snorted frostily, his face was releasing an aura of resentment.
"Brat, hurry up and ask your Captain to come out, or else I’ll end your life here!"
Hunter got a little impatient. He stepped forward, choked the bodyguard, and lifted him up high in mid-air.
Hunter thought that the bodyguard would wet his pants out of fear. Nonetheless, the other party did not even show a hint of fear, but rather he shot Hunter a deadly stare. "If you want to kill, then kill. Do you think I'm afraid of death? But I need to tell you that, if you kill me right here, all of you will regret it later, and all of you will have t o compensate me with your lives!"
"Hunter, don't kill him!"
The boldness of the bodyguard suddenly woke Miles up, perhaps, it was not that simple.
After ordering Hunter not to kill the bodyguard, Miles said to the bodyguard," Lead me to your Captain. If he is just a useless prawn, I’ll kill him on the spot. I hate it when people lie to me!"
Only then did Hunter put the bodyguard down.
"Let's go in!"
The bodyguard cast another fierce glare at Hunter, then only he brought Miles into the residential area.
After a few minutes, Miles and the bodyguard arrived at the courtyard, under a big tree. They met with a man who was enjoying the breeze and drinking tea there. He was about 40 or 50 years old.
"Hiss!"
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