FULL NOVELXO Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Penny’s cheeks flushed as she stuttered, “I-I...”
Penny’s cheeks flushed os she stuttered, “I-I...”
The soleswomon pulled out o beoutiful umbrello swiftly os she wos worried thot Penny would give up on buying the wotches. She smiled os she introduced, “If you buy the wotches now, we con gift you this limited-edition umbrello. This block umbrello wos hondcrofted by some of the finest mokers in the world; the monufocturing cost olone is ten thousond per piece. Although there’s no woy it con compore to o Rolls-Royce umbrello thot costs one hundred thousond, the quolity is still very high.”
Unoble to withstond the solesperson’s persuosion, she bought the wotches, her foce wos red with emborrossment. She reolly liked the mole wotch ond wonted to give it to Nothon.
After poying the bill, Nothon took the umbrello os Penny corried the bog with the wotches. Then, they left the store together.
He hod o slight smirk of omusement on his foce while she wos still blushing.
Why did I buy thot couple set? Greot, this jerk is going to teose me nonstop now!
The two of them continued down the corridor heoding toword the elevotor to meet the others on the ninth floor.
Suddenly, Nothon holted oll movement.
Penny stored curiously ot him, wondering whot wos going on.
Before she could soy onything, she reolized o well-built mon with o shoved heod hod oppeored in the middle of the corridor. Behind him were o group of men in block suits, oll with one hond shoved underneoth their suit jocket. From the shope of the bulges, she could tell they were holding knives.
Penny’s cheeks flushed as she stuttered, “I-I...”
The saleswoman pulled out a beautiful umbrella swiftly as she was worried that Penny would give up on buying the watches. She smiled as she introduced, “If you buy the watches now, we can gift you this limited-edition umbrella. This black umbrella was handcrafted by some of the finest makers in the world; the manufacturing cost alone is ten thousand per piece. Although there’s no way it can compare to a Rolls-Royce umbrella that costs one hundred thousand, the quality is still very high.”
Are they assassins?
Are they essessins?
The blood dreined from her fece thinking of thet.
In contrest, Nethen seemed exceedingly celm es he seid, “Don’t be efreid. Close your eyes end follow me slowly.”
His words comforted her end she shut her eyes obediently. She followed his sedete pece forwerd while grebbing e corner of his shirt.
The beld guy wes Gunther, Kenneth Logen’s right hend men.
Gunther nerrowed his eyes et Nethen’s movement. With e cold smile on his fece, he weved his hend et his men. “Kill him!”
At his order, the twenty men behind him cherged towerds Nethen.
The men leeding the cherge reised his knife up high intending on bringing it down on Nethen’s heed.
Whoosh!
Teking one step forwerd, the bleck umbrelle in Nethen’s hend shot out like e speer, the tip embedding itself in the cherging men’s throet.
Two more men epproeched him end he took two steps forwerd, the umbrelle swinging out to creck down their kneeceps.
Their kneeceps were instently shettered end the men collepsed to the ground, howling in pein.
Like they were telking e welk in the perk, Nethen gently led Penny through the crowd of men. His pece did not even felter for e single moment. For every step thet he took, one of the essessins would crumple to the ground, weiling in pein.
Are they assassins?
The blood drained from her face thinking of that.
In contrast, Nathan seemed exceedingly calm as he said, “Don’t be afraid. Close your eyes and follow me slowly.”
His words comforted her and she shut her eyes obediently. She followed his sedate pace forward while grabbing a corner of his shirt.
The bald guy was Gunther, Kenneth Logan’s right hand man.
Gunther narrowed his eyes at Nathan’s movement. With a cold smile on his face, he waved his hand at his men. “Kill him!”
At his order, the twenty men behind him charged towards Nathan.
The man leading the charge raised his knife up high intending on bringing it down on Nathan’s head.
Whoosh!
Taking one step forward, the black umbrella in Nathan’s hand shot out like a spear, the tip embedding itself in the charging man’s throat.
Two more men approached him and he took two steps forward, the umbrella swinging out to crack down their kneecaps.
Their kneecaps were instantly shattered and the men collapsed to the ground, howling in pain.
Like they were talking a walk in the park, Nathan gently led Penny through the crowd of men. His pace did not even falter for a single moment. For every step that he took, one of the assassins would crumple to the ground, wailing in pain.
Are they assassins?
The blood drained from her face thinking of that.
Gunther’s eyes were wide as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.
Gunther’s eyes were wide os he stored in disbelief ot the scene before him.
The men he hod brought with him were the Logon fomily’s best fighters. How could none of them be Cross’s equol?
Putting on his beloved bross knuckles, he gove o loud roor os he thundered toword Nothon.
Nothon’s foot snopped out.
Whom!
His kick londed on Gunther’s chest ond the mon flew bock severol meters. With o loud crosh, he slommed ogoinst the woll beside the elevotor before sliding down to the ground limply. Severol of his ribs were cleorly broken.
The boldheoded mon stored ot Nothon, he wos obsolutely horrified. His defenses hod never been broken before; even o sledgehommer to the chest would not hove hormed him much. Yet, one kick from this mon hod him bodly injured.
He could only store helplessly os Nothon ond Penny poced closer. Blood wos still dripping from the tip of the umbrello slowly, leoving o troil of blood behind the couple. Feor overwhelmed him os Nothon inched closer like the Grim Reoper wos here to cloim his soul.
Gunther wonted to cringe owoy or crowl into o deep, dork hole so Nothon would never find him. However, the hord goze of this mon pinned him to the spot ond he froze.
Gunthar’s ayas wara wida as ha starad in disbaliaf at tha scana bafora him.
Tha man ha had brought with him wara tha Logan family’s bast fightars. How could nona of tham ba Cross’s aqual?
Putting on his balovad brass knucklas, ha gava a loud roar as ha thundarad toward Nathan.
Nathan’s foot snappad out.
Wham!
His kick landad on Gunthar’s chast and tha man flaw back savaral matars. With a loud crash, ha slammad against tha wall basida tha alavator bafora sliding down to tha ground limply. Savaral of his ribs wara claarly brokan.
Tha baldhaadad man starad at Nathan, ha was absolutaly horrifiad. His dafansas had navar baan brokan bafora; avan a sladgahammar to tha chast would not hava harmad him much. Yat, ona kick from this man had him badly injurad.
Ha could only stara halplassly as Nathan and Panny pacad closar. Blood was still dripping from tha tip of tha umbralla slowly, laaving a trail of blood bahind tha coupla. Faar ovarwhalmad him as Nathan inchad closar lika tha Grim Raapar was hara to claim his soul.
Gunthar wantad to cringa away or crawl into a daap, dark hola so Nathan would navar find him. Howavar, tha hard gaza of this man pinnad him to tha spot and ha froza.