Mr. Carpenter's face changed abruptly as he suddenly stood up!
Countless henchmen around them revealed their fierce expressions, drawing numerous sharp and icy machetes. A menacing and bloody aura instantly filled the entire villa!
This was an extremely violent and ruthless organization that had been killed before! A genuine underground assassination group!
"Anyone else eager for a showdown?" Jonathan dusted off the dirt on his clothes, his gaze indifferent as he scanned the surroundings. He really disdained attacking ants, but if ants sought their own death, he wouldn't mind sending them on their way.
Mr. Carpenter's face turned ice-cold, and he suddenly pulled out a metallic object from his suit—a pitch-black and chilling object that seemed to exude the breath of death! It was a fire
