Chapter 433: Mountaintop Killer
The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray
Just as the car did a 180-degree turn, Lena placed her hands on her head and bent over, trying her best to stop herself from slamming against the car interior. She could even hear two loud bangs, as if something had pierced through the glass.
After the car came to a complete halt, Lena raised her head slowly and asked in shock, âWhat... happened just now?â
Lucas glanced at the car at the back.
During the short period of time just now, the Maybach in front suddenly emitted two small rays of silver light. They werenât from bullets but two metal hidden weapons.
After Lucas braked and the car drifted to switch direction, the two small hidden weapons darted into the rear glass window of the Porsche. It probably didnât cause any sounds because they had been shot into the thick bunch of roses in the back.
Through the side mirrors on both sides of the car, he saw a slender figure in black getting out of the Maybach.
Lena naturally saw him too, and her heart tensed up immediately while her face turned pale.
Having experienced two assassinations that almost cost her her life, Lena had become extremely sensitive to strangely-dressed people who suddenly appeared at untimely junctures. She immediately asked Lucas, âWho... who is he? Is he here to assassinate me?â
Lucas narrowed his eyes slightly.
This figure didnât look tall, and his walking stance and aura seemed extremely oppressive.
He must be an impressive expert! Lucas immediately thought.
At the same time, he had also confirmed a conjecture of his.
Back when Tristan suggested that they compete in car racing, Lucas already felt that something was amiss and thought that Tristan must have had something else planned.
It seemed that the person who suddenly appeared should be the âsurpriseâ that Tristan had specially prepared for him.
In that case, the reason Tristan proposed such a strange bet with Lena and even asked her to call a friend over was clearly because he was targeting Lucas.
Regardless of whether Lucas and Ronan could win the race or not, this person would still wait for him on the mountain summit.
Lena suddenly saw a metallic item emitting a glaring and sharp ray of light behind the figure and exclaimed in panic, âLucas, that man has a weapon in his hand!â
This person was walking toward Lena and Lucas with an unhurried gait.
As he approached, Lena also finally saw a large, thick, heavy, and long sword tied to this manâs back with a leather belt.
Lena gasped in horror because the large long sword was probably as tall as an adult human! It definitely weighed at least dozens of kilograms!
A person carrying such a heavy sword on their back in public was a rare sight in todayâs society!
At this moment, the headlights of another car shone at them. Ronan had also reached the mountain summit.
When he saw Lucasâs car being stopped, as well as the person near them carrying a heavy sword on his back and wearing a bizarre outfit, he first froze in shock before coming to his senses and immediately realizing that he must be the person that Tristan had arranged to deal with Lucas!
Although Ronan didnât know all about Tristanâs exact plan, Tristan had naturally revealed some information to him since he had asked him to help lure Lucas to the mountain summit.
âHahahaha! Lucas Gray, even if you can drive better than me, so what? I bet youâll leave this world soon. Who told you to go against Tristan? You have yourself to blame for this, hahahaha!â
Ronan rolled down the car windows and laughed derisively without restraint. Then he suddenly stepped on the gas pedal and turned the car around to speed toward the foot of the mountain.
But he didnât forget to take a photo of Lucasâs car.
âHmph, just take this as a posthumous photo Iâve taken for you out of kindness. You donât need to thank me!â Ronan laughed smugly.
Lena was extremely anxious.
Now that they had been stopped at the summit, they wouldnât have the time to call the police for help even if they wanted to.
Besides, Ronan seemed to imply that the mysterious man with the sword on his back was after Lucas. Did he have something to do with Tristan?
Lena was extremely panicked.
Lucas suddenly said, âJust wait for me inside the car. Donât go out.â
Then he opened the car door.
âDonât... donât go out. He has a weapon. Itâs too dangerous!â Lena was incredibly worried. After thinking about it, she added, âI-Iâll call Tristan now and ask him if heâs behind this!â
Lucas smiled and said adamantly, âStay out of this and just remain seated.â
Then he got out of the car.
The black figure in front of him was wearing a black mask that covered his face entirely. But he was emitting a strong and domineering aura. He was the strongest person Lucas had met besides Stanley since returning to Orange County.
He was probably countless times stronger than most of the elite bodyguards of the helmsmen of prestigious families.
In the eyes of the vast majority of people, this man would probably be a peerless expert.
But Lucas had seen many such experts in the Falcon Regiment.
Lucas asked with a raised brow, âDid that idiot Tristan Parker hire you to kill me?â
The masked figure in black didnât say anything, but he suddenly drew the thick and long sword from his back. Holding it tightly in hand, he slashed at Lucas!
Whoosh!
The thick blade whistled through the air toward Lucas.
âWatch out!!â Lena, sitting in the car, screamed as soon as she saw this, so frightened that her heart started hammering.
Lucas swiftly dodged the sword.
After missing Lucas, the masked figure immediately switched tactics and moved his wrist to brandish the sword quickly, trying to slash Lucas into two.
His movements were extremely quick, and he made the thick and heavy sword seem weightless as he swung it around flexibly.
Lena covered her mouth, fearing that she would scream again and affect Lucasâs dodging.
But this time, Lucas suddenly leaped up, his body as light as a feather. Then he landed on the long sword being swung at him!
Lucas threw a flying kick at the masked figureâs wrist before he could even react.
Under the immense force, the masked figure felt a tremendous impact on his wrist, which seemed about to break. He instantly dropped the long sword in his hand onto the ground.
Clang!
The sword landed on the ground with a loud sound.
The masked figure was shocked and immediately tried to snatch the sword back, but Lucas had already beaten him to it and stepped on the thick, long sword.
âBladeless Sword?â Lucas glanced at the sword under his feet with a look of bewilderment.
âGive it back to me!â the masked figure shouted in panic.
Lucas raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The person carrying the large sword that weighed dozens of kilograms was actually a woman!
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