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?"

1,1 didn’t...'

Lawrence was frightened down to the soles of his shoes; his voice was thick with fear. How on earth

did Fane find out the poison plan, how did he know about it?

"Heh! Your old folk has filled me in from A t o Z. He tried to stop you from doing this dirty business,

that's why you poisoned him so that he won’t be a thorn in your flesh. Oh ya, I’ve also informed him

that I’ll take your life!

Fane waved his palm, silver needles flew out again, cutting through the air and piercing through dozens

of men of Green Sky Hall who were behind Lawrence and Jay den and not far from his spot. All of them

plonked down onto the ground simultaneously in an instant. Fane ended their lives.

After another ten seconds or so, the rest of the men fell one after another. Only Queenie bore a minor

surface wound on her arm, whereas the bunch of young girls— hundred or so-crouched on the ground

in fear; with their body trembling, their face was ashen, and their eyes were wild with terror.

"These sons of b*tches. How could they..."

Lana was seething with anger at the sight o f these weak and powerless young girls.

The three of them quickly came forward before the girls.

"It's alright now, don't be afraid! We're here t o save you, you’re free!"

Fane glanced at these girls and finally opened his mouth.

"Really? Oh My God, they're here to save us! Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you, saviors!"

The others imitated the woman; they, too, knelt before the three and kept kowtowing t o thank them.