Chapter 235

Chapter 0235

Gordon was not at all afraid of Alexander’s sudden appearance. On the contrary, he smirked.

This was the person that Drake left to protect Acela? Him?

He might have had a good aim at throwing a pebble from 15 meters away and broke Monkey's wrist, but that was all he could

do.

Gordon was the heir to the Hart family. He had been in blood baths and battles since young. He was highly skilled, not the type

that wrestlers do in boxing rings. He was skilled at killing.

It was no exaggeration to say that other than his father, who was the Apex of Grandmaster of energy transformation, the other

older envoys could not even defeat Gordon.

“I'll take Acela away today.” Gordon sized up Alexander slowly before smiling. “Drake is dead. Why do you still need to be so

stupidly loyal?”

He raised three fingers out at Alexander and said arrogantly, “As long as you're willing to work for the Hart family, I can promise

you that as the heir of the Hart family, we'll pay you three times what Drake has paid you!

Alexander raised an eyebrow. He could not help but shake his head and smile.

Three times the pay? It seemed Gordon mistakenly thought he was Drake’s subordinate placed to protect

Acela. He even wanted to buy him off.

What an absurd mistake!

“It's interesting how you want to buy me off.” Alexander looked at Gordon and smiled. “It’s a pity. I stand by what I said. I have no

interest in Mister Hardy's grudges. Take your men and leave right away. I’ll look the

other way.

“Give it up. Don’t even disturb Miss Hardy again. If not, I promise you that you won't be like the consequence

of that!”

Gordon’s gaze darkened.

Alexander was too cocky for his own good!

“Since you wouldn't listen to me, don’t blame me for being cruel!” Gordon glared at Alexander and drew out

something from his waist.

An alloy club sprang forth. It had a dragon motif carved onto the club. This was a weapon passed down through the generations

in his family. It was a legendary weapon among the fighters called the Dragon Club.

20 years ago, Briscoe used this club to fight with Drake and occupied half of the underground forces in Woolpackton.

It was a pity that back then, Drake had Ghost Sword. After a few rounds, Briscoe was defeated. He killed Drake's wife out of

resentment and left with his men, fleeing to Long Creek. He stayed low and lived in recluse,

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Two days ago, Drake and Ghost Sword went to look for the Hart family. Briscoe and Gordon joined forces and managed to kill

them both.

“This club was once covered with Drake Hardy's and Ghost Sword’s blood.”

Gordon’s club looked terrifying. He said arrogantly, “You still have a chance to reconsider. You either submit to

the Hart family or die!”

At the same time, he shook the club. Energy reverberated from the club. A deafening crack rang out from the

club!

“M-Mister Kane...” Acela paled. She subconsciously tugged on Alexander’s sleeves and shuddered.

Although she was Drake’s daughter, she had never been in a fight before. She had never experienced this sort

of situation either. Just the air that Gordon carried himself with was enough to terrify her.

The overbearing energy from a fighter was not something an ordinary girl like her could bear.

“Miss Hardy, don’t worry.” Alexander turned to smile at her. Then, he turned back to look at Gordon.

“I gave you a chance, but you missed it. Since you don’t want to live, just die!”