Billionaire God of War
Chapter 271
The blade and sword clashed again, sending sparks everywhere.
Broken Sword said nothing. He was now focused on killing the party
others.
His long sword had lost its tip, but now it looked even more
frightful. Even though it was a broken sword, he could stab it
easily to a person's heart.
The sound of people killing each other continued, and the Broken Sword was not disturbed
at all.
He moved his long sword and became one with
his sword. The speed was so fast that no one would have thought that this was
he is a man who is almost fifty years old. They'll think it's
the energetic young man.
The sword is too fast!
Daniel Crane continued to block every attack, and he could sense the area in
between his thumb and index finger began to hurt.
He didn't need to look to know that the skin there was starting to tear. It has been
torn apart by the impact of the Broken Sword attack!
"Go to hell!" Daniel Crane roaring. But he did not dare to be rash because
Broken Sword is too powerful.
If he doesn't make his best efforts against a very
skillful, then he might even have a chance to give
everything.
The sword shadow was like a ghost as it continued to stab forward with
strenuously. Broken Sword's expression was so cold and distant, terrifying.
Daniel Crane blocks every attack and tries to dodge some of the
they are, but suddenly…
Broken Sword shouted softly. His wrist shook violently and the sword
the length started to vibrate as well, then instantly bent.
"That's .. that's impossible!" Daniel Crane exclaimed in shock. He immediately widened
his eyes and clutched his neck as he took two steps back. Her face
filled with unbelief.
This ... is impossible!
The Broken Sword Sword was actually a soft sword?
Broken Sword put away his sword and looked at Daniel Crane. She's finally
he said, "You lost."
What was missing was his life.
Daniel Crane slowly loosened his hand and blood slowly began
it flowed out from the thin line on his neck.
He opened his mouth and violently sprayed out a mouthful of blood, then he
fall to the ground.
Broken Sword did not look at him anymore. He coughed twice and disappeared in
As soon as Daniel Crane died, Oakfield's illegal circle instantly became
the sand was loose because it had lost its leader, and was in chaos
bigger than before.
The illegal Circle of Riverport is now filled with confidence and
take this opportunity to fight, so everyone from Oakfield goes
while shouting…
Mr. Rane has won this battle.
And he won very clearly too.
The blood on the road flowed like a river. There were broken limbs in all
the place and the smell of blood in the air made people feel like vomiting.
That is a tragedy!
But Master Rane was not bothered by these things.
Sending the Oakfield people out is just the first step. He knows what
that will happen to him, and it will be his last battle.
"Ethan, I know what you're trying to do! I'll help you open up
the road!"
Mr. Rane's eyes are deepening. He was like a lion that had been hiding for a long time
years, and flaunting his teeth for the last time.
It was very late at night, but the news spread like wildfire.
All the illegal circles in the south felt like they were hit by an earthquake.
Master Rane's prowess shocked many, but her ability to
strategizing makes many people feel more afraid.
These are old men?
It doesn't seem like someone will fall from grace.
Similarly, the news reached the north as well.
Such a commotion could not be kept secret from that great power. Primarily
it was not the two great powers that fought each other.
Torres Family.
This was the family that Master Rane had been slaves to for twenty years
last.
Ever since Master Rane came to Fairbanks, he had earned so much money
for the Torres family for the next twenty years.
But to the Torres family, Mr. Rane is just a dog. They have been
held him for over twenty years, but he had been a disappointment
them. He was a dog who had made them unhappy.
It was 4am but the lights in Torres' study room were still on.
"Is he trying to threaten me now?"
The man sitting at the table had an authoritative face that was frightening even if
he's not angry!