Chapter 290 Seventh-Rank Powerhouse
- “Die, brat!” Right then, the middle-aged man who’d swatted down Sally Quinn’s throwing knife made his move.
- He shot out like a ghost. When he lunged for Pierre Cook, it was like he blinked through space. To normal eyes he was nothing but afterimages.
- He was the lead guard of the Dragon Burial Palace squad, already at Sixth Rank. Most fighters couldn’t take even a single move from him.