Thisâ¦
After hearing White Mitchellâs words, even Maddox, who has lived for more than half of his life and seen countless storms, could not help but shudder.
At this moment, White Mitchell, in his eyes, was like a ruler who commanded the world. A single sentence from him could determine his life or death.
He had met many ruthless people, encountered many desperados, but none of them gave him such an intimidating feeling.
Not even Myles!
âThâ¦Three-lord, please save me, please save meâ¦â Maddox couldnât help crying for help. His legs were shaking uncontrollably, and he looked flustered and helpless, which was nothing like his proud and vigorous appearance earlier.
Seeing this, the onlookers couldnât help but gasp in amazement.
The grand family head of Sayonâs top elite family, who had the backup of Myles, a giant figure, should have been having a time of rising power. However, now he was being suppressed by White Mitchell alone, with no chance to fight back.
While people were regretful, they also couldnât help but praise White Mitchell for his real strength.
At less than thirty years old, when many are still struggling in society, even the most talented ones would probably just have a small achievement in their careers.
However, not only could White Mitchell use David Herb, Longman and Amanda, but he could also, with his own power, trample over the expert monk and intimidate Maddox with a mere sentence, scaring Maddox out of his wits.
Who in Sayon could have such an achievement to match his?
This is truly an eminent figure!
Unfortunately, such a startling young man had provoked Myles, a calamitous person.
Sighâ¦
Thinking of this, the onlookers also couldnât help shaking their heads and sighing.
Myles, oh, Myles. You can call him the butcherâs knife that weighs on the heads of a generation in Sayon, and it would not be an exaggeration.
In the era ruled by Myles, almost the entire Sayon was shrouded in darkness.
No matter whether you wanted to do some small business or hope to develop in a certain industry, if you did not go through Myles, even if you had excellent qualifications and strong resources, you could not escape Mylesâ claws.
If you dared to resist,âyour business would collapse at best, and at worst, your life would be in peril!
During those years, the number of people who died under Mylesâ hands amounted to almost a thousand or at least eight hundred.
He could well be described as a killing god in peaceful times!
It was not easy to wait until Myles went to jail, but unexpectedly, after only ten short years, the killing god returned.
Whatâs more, his power and strength this time were much, much stronger than before.
Even people like David Herb, Longman, and Amanda, when faced with Myles, could only choose to keep a low profile, with no power to fight back.
Although White Mitchell now seemed to have hope to overthrow Myles, the troublemaker, it was eventually nothing more than a fleeting illusion.
He only had two people with him, at most.
In contrast, Myles was surrounded by many experts, with his personal strength even more unfathomable.
Without saying anything else, even Maverick Scot, an Ancient Martial Strongman who had been on the tiger list, may be just an optional pawn in Mylesâ camp.
Otherwise, Maverick Scot wouldnât have ended up the way he is now.
âWhat a pity, what a pity. If White Mitchell had been given ten more years, he may have been able to fight Myles.â
âHeâs too young and impulsive. If he knew to avoid the sharp edge and wait until he has got enough strength to confront Myles, the outcome might have been different.â
âNever mind, letâs just obediently listen to Myles. Living disgracefully is better than dying decently, to avoid ending up like White Mitchell in the end.â
For a time, the sounds of disappointment rose and fell. From their tone, it seemed that White Mitchell was already a corpse, and his defeat was a foregone conclusion.
Ignoring the discussion among the crowd, White Mitchell remained indifferent, with an unwavering look on his face, staring coldly at Maddox.
After hearing the voices of the crowd, Maddox also quickly regained his spirit and straightened his back. He spoke to White Mitchell with full vigor, âHehe⦠White Mitchell, you see it now?
Do you think youâre great just because you can fight? Can you compare with Mylesâ abilities? For someone like you, Myles could crush you to death with just a finger.
âDonât think just because you can show off in front of me, youâre invincible in the world. Wait until my Third Master steps out, youâll have to kneel before meâ¦â
Thwack! Without even waiting for Maddox to finish his words, White Mitchellâs hand gripped his throat directly.
âYou sure do talk a lot!â White Mitchell said coldly, his large hand, like a tigerâs claw, gripped Maddoxâs throat tightly.
In an instant, Maddoxâs face flushed red. He opened his mouth wide, trying to call for help, but he found he couldnât utter a single word.
At this moment, Maddox was terrified to the extreme and started trembling uncontrollably.
âSo, youâre White Mitchell?â
Just then, within the hotel lobby, dozens of powerful figures slowly made their appearance. The leading man was about fifty, wearing a traditional Zhongshan suit. Every movement he made exuded a powerful aura that commanded undying respect.
Obviously, this man was indeed Myles!
Seeing Myles appear, the on-looking crowd couldnât help but have their eyes flicker, unconsciously stepping backward, fearful of offending Mylesâ dignity.
As for Maddox, whose throat was captured by White Mitchell, he gestured desperately at Myles like a person seeing a life-saving straw, hoping he would intervene.
However, Myles didnât even cast a glance at him, let alone make a move.
âMaster Myles, youâ¦.â Seeing this, Maddoxâs mood plummeted to rock bottom.
At this moment, Maddox finally realized that in Mylesâs world, his life was trivial.
Even if White Mitchell killed him right now, Myles wouldnât show him an ounce of mercy. Instead, he would take the opportunity to swallow up the entire Cooper family.
Coming to this realization, a tearful Maddox looked at White Mitchell, about to beg for mercy, but in the next moment, White Mitchell carelessly tossed him in the direction where Myles was standing.
âReturning your dog to you,â White Mitchell said indifferently.
With a bang, Maddoxâs body harshly slammed down in front of Myles.
Maddox felt like his entire body had crumbled, waves of pain surged within him.
Maddox didnât feel angry, rather he was relieved that White Mitchell spared his life.
Yet, his relief didnât last; seeing the pitiful Maddox, Myles brutally landed a kick on his throat.
With a bang, Maddoxâs throat shattered instantaneously, blood mixed with fragments of organs gushed forth.
âMasterâ¦Myles, youâ¦.â Maddox looked at Myles unwillingly with wide eyes.
But throughout, Mylesâs face didnât show a hint of change, he indifferently said: âTo die under my foot, you havenât lived in vain.â
You!
Maddoxâs eyes blackened. With immense regret, he died instantly.
This is Myles; he never shows mercy to people who are of no value to him!
Facing Mylesâs ruthless act, the crowd couldnât help but tremble, however, at this time, White Mitchell still maintained a calm demeanor.
Mylesâs move was within Mitchellâs expectations. Otherwise, he wouldnât have tossed Maddox over.
Killing such a petty man would only dirty his hands.
After Myles swiftly eliminated Maddox, he turned his attention back towards White Mitchell and said: âGetting rid of a piece of trash finally brings me peace.
Now itâs time to settle the score between us!
You are my first stepping stone since my return to Sayon. Iâll give you a chance, tell me how you want to die, and Iâll grant you that!â
âGive me a chance?â Upon hearing this, White Mitchell smiled lightly and responded indifferently, âYouâre not worthy!â
Iâm not worthy?
Hearing Mitchellâs words, Myles roared with laughter as if he heard a great joke, âGood! Very good! I havenât seen such an arrogant young man in a long while.
Today, Iâll show you whether Iâm worthy or not!
Ah-Da, Ah-Er, Ah-San, get him!â