Chapter 7: The Beasts

The well-planned assassination was unfolded at this moment!

When the Maybach was driven out of the underground garage, the man who had put down the newspaper suddenly took out a black gun. The muzzle was aimed at the Maybach, and his eyes were cold and murderous!

"Bang!"

A gunshot broke the silence. Countless passersby screamed and fled in panic. A bullet accurately hit the Maybach's windshield!

"Crack!"

The windshield cracked and shattered!

"What's going on?!" Greta showed panic on her face, but as a female president, she managed to stay calm!

The Maybach suddenly stopped, and the cleaner, holding a bayonet, rushed forward. He brandished the bayonet, and car window was stabbed through! This single strike was lethal!

"Ah!" Greta and Melissa, who were sitting in the back seat, finally found it difficult to calm down at this moment about life and death. Their exquisite and beautiful faces paled! It was an assassination!

Greta had never expected that there would be an assassination against her! She was not prepared at all. She did not even bring a bodyguard!

In a prosperous metropolis, this assassination would definitely cause a commotion!

Greta and Melissa dodged the bayonet. The two beauties sat in the back seat with their long hair messed up and their plump chests going up and down. In their beautiful eyes was helplessness.

"Hurry up and drive! Call the police!"

Greta immediately reacted and said to Maxwell, who was driving.

However, it was at this moment that Greta realized that the driver's seat was empty. She had no idea where Maxwell had gone!

"This guy!?" Greta gritted her teeth with hatred! Maxwell, this coward, was probably frightened out of his wits!

He was as timid as a mouse, and would flee from the scene whenever he encountered a crisis!

Greta regretted to have such a husband!

Maxwell opened the car door and leapt. In the blink of an eye, he rushed out like lightning!

"Die!" An assassin was holding a bayonet in his hand and when he was about to stab again, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Immediately after, a sharp pain came from his chest and he was kicked into the air!

Maxwell withdrew his legs and blocked this assassin's way without him noticing it. He exerted his full strength at the kick just now, so assassin's ribs were broken!

The other assassins were astounded at first, but then they were enraged and charged forward! They desperately waved sharp knives at Maxwell. As long as Maxwell was stabbed, he would be either crippled or dead!

Maxwell cast a cold glance at them, and he moved fast. He used his long, sturdy legs, which were like steel whips to kick the assassins away!

Maxwell's speed was too fast, and those assassins were both surprised and pissed. They did not have time to react!

Greta was dazzled as she realized that the assassins in the surroundings all collapsed to the ground with shattered bones and couldn't even stand up!

In the distance, a blurry afterimage rushed towards the black car! Greta narrowed her eyes, but that figure moved so fast that she couldn't see clearly who it was!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The black reflective glass of the black sedan on the roadside was rolled down, and several muzzles popped up one after another in the gap, shooting Maxwell!

Maxwell's expression was cold with disdain. This kind of childish trick could not harm him in the slightest!

The trajectory of the bullets was almost knitted into a net, but Maxwell moved as quickly as a flash to dodge them. A bullet passed his neck closely and he could almost feel the whistling sound of the bullet's friction with air and the wind stirred up by it!

Inside the car, the few assassins who opened fire were shocked. Maxwell seemed to be possessed by a deity of war, and within a few seconds, he defeated several of their accomplices!

He was able to dodge bullets!

How did he do it?

These assassins didn't know that Maxwell had been in countless war-torn areas overseas, and his name was popular overseas. He was definitely a man they looked up to!

Maxwell looked at the reflective glass with a meaningful gaze. His gaze was sharp like a blade that penetrated through the car window. He glanced at the assassins with contempt in his eyes!

The next second, Maxwell moved like lightning as he was approaching the black sedan!

In the blink of an eye, Maxwell punched out with bulged muscles and veins!

Bam!

With a muffled sound, the car window was shattered by the punch. Maxwell's punch crushed the face of that assassin. He broke his nose and disfigured him!

Maxwell's eyes lit up as he pulled that assassin out from the window by his right arm!

Maxwell opened the car door. The car shook violently with the sound of screaming and bones cracking!

Very soon, the ground was covered by wailing assassins. In less than half a minute, all the assassins were subdued by the bare-handed man!

Countless people present looked at this shocking scene with astonishment, and they had an absurd thought ... Superman! He was definitely Superman!

In the Maybach, Greta watched from afar. Her face paled from the extreme shock and her heart beat wildly. Her breathing was uneven, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

This was the first time she experienced such a thing, and she couldn't recover from it...

At the entrance of the Sandoval Tower, uniformed security guards rushed out and took away the assassins one after another. Several security guards walked to the Maybach, opened the car door, and got Greta and Melissa off.

"Hurry, stop that man!" After Greta came to her senses, the first sentence she said was to stop the mysterious man!

A moment later, a security guard walked over and said, "President Greta, that man left too quickly. We can no longer find him."

"Ask if someone on the scene saw the man's face." Greta took a deep breath and ordered.

"His speed was too fast, no one could see him clearly ... those assassins were subdued in the blink of an eye..." A security guard said.

"President Greta, just before the assassination, someone informed us that you were about to be assassinated at the entrance of the Sandoval Tower. He told us to get the emergency personnel ready ... That's why we are here so timely," The security captain explained to Greta. At first, he thought that the caller was pranking. However, the assassination actually happened! Judging from their costumes and battling skills, these assassins were definitely professionals!

"He notified you before it happened?" Greta was astonished. So the mysterious man had known that there would be an assassination, so he came to stop it?

Greta tidied up her messy hair and breathed unevenly. It was very rare for her to have confusion in her eyes ...

That mysterious man's skills were extremely formidable like a superman's. Greta didn't know any of her acquaintances who possessed such skills.

...

At this time, in a hotel room not far from the Sandoval Tower, a black-clothed man took out a Cuban cigar and lit it. Then, a unique smell filled in the room.

The black-clothed man sat on the leather sofa with sunglasses covering his eyes. One could faintly feel the strong killing intent emitted from the black lenses.

In front of the black-clothed man stood eleven men, each with a cold expression and a robust physique.

These eleven men were all top assassins in the organization.

"Team A has been dispatched. Still no news?" The black-clothed man spoke meaningfully, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

"Sir, the contact with Team A has lost," An assassin replied.

"Trash!" The black-clothed man's expression suddenly turned cold, and his killing intent erupted!

The black-clothed man did not expect that, as part of the outstanding assassin organization, Team A actually failed to assassinate a female CEO!

"You are indeed useless." Right at this moment, a voice sounded outside the door. Immediately after, the door was opened and a man went into the room.

The man in black turned around and saw a man in a dirty white shirt slowly walking towards him with a cigarette in his mouth.

His calm eyes were filled with endless murderous intent!

The current he was like a reaper from hell!

The black-clothed man smiled as he coldly glanced at Maxwell and shouted, "Take him down!"

Immediately, the eleven men moved and charged towards Maxwell like ferocious beasts.

"Since they are trash, then no matter how many people you have, it's useless." Maxwell indifferently smoked the cigarette. Just as the eleven men approached, Maxwell raised his leg and swept their chests.

"Bang--"

The eleven men instantly felt bone-shattering pain in their chests. The world in their eyes rotated and they were kicked into the air!

"Vulnerable." Maxwell's calm speech turned the man's face straight.

"Who are you?" The black-clothed man asked coldly. As he stared at Maxwell, the air in the room suddenly froze.

"You don't have the right to know my name," Maxwell said.

"The black-clothed man was shocked for a moment. He looked at Maxwell and then sneered disdainfully. "Ignorant man!"

As soon as the black-clothed man finished speaking, his expression suddenly became ferocious. He stepped forward and punched towards Maxwell's chest!

Maxwell flashed like lightning as the cigarette butt in his mouth shot towards the man!

In the next second, the man's luxury black suit was stained with soot.

The black-clothed man's expression changed as bloodthirst flashed in his eyes that were under the black lenses!

His suit was stained!

"You are doomed!" The black-clothed man punched out as he said, and the veins on his arm instantly bulged. That was an incomparably terrifying strength!

Maxwell looked at him indifferently with impassive eyes, and he didn't dodge at all!

The next second, the black-clothed man's pupils contracted and he put on a look of disbelief!