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As the words finished, the thugs in Leonardo Villa surged towards White Mitchell and Kylin like a flood.

But facing such a huge disparity in numbers, whether it was White Mitchell or Kylin, their expressions did not change at all. It seemed like this scenario was an everyday occurrence for them.

It was only when the leading thugs rushed to their front with clubs in hand that they took action. To be precise, it was Kylin, standing behind White Mitchell, who moved first. White Mitchell remained calm and stationary.

With a boom, a torrent of violent energy surged from within Kylin. It was as if the sleeping lion within him had been awakened. In the next moment, he charged forward, leading the way.

The battle-hardened aura was incredibly strong. Kylin plunged into the crowd and immediately dominated the situation.

Leonardo Kim’s men looked like paper in his presence.

Kylin casually grabbed and tossed a few, taking down more than a dozen thugs.

White Mitchell, the main focus, stood still, seemingly unconcerned about Kylin.

They had walked through bloody battlefields, faced situations of one against a hundred, and even faced armies of well-armed mercenaries.

Compared to these battle-hardened mercenaries, Leonardo’s men were like delicate flowers in a greenhouse, incapable of stopping Kylin’s advance.

Within a few minutes, a large number of thugs had fallen under Kylin’s feet, crying out in pain.

“Ah, ah, ah…..”

The painful cries were unceasing, creating a terrifying scene just like a field of death and desolation.

This…

The remaining thugs, after witnessing this horrifying sight, instinctively halted their steps and began exchanging glances.

Could a person really be this fierce?

This was literally one against a hundred!

How could they keep fighting? This was a death sentence!

The thugs stood uneasily in place, their hands holding the clubs began to tremble involuntarily, and their eyes were full of awe towards Kylin.

It seemed like the person standing in front of them was not a human, but rather a ferocious lion. Just one glance was enough to dread one’s heart and mind.

Leonardo Kim, who was observing from high above, also frowned when he saw this scene.

He had heard from Bing about White Mitchell’s impressive skills. However, he hadn’t expected Mitchell’s sidekick to also be so skilled.

One against a hundred was not a feat an ordinary person could accomplish.

This guy was clearly a talented martial artist, also known as an Ancient Martial Strongman in legends.

Only the Ancient Martial Strongman could achieve this.

However, while Leonardo Kim guessed that Kylin was an Ancient Martial Strongman, he did not feel much intimidated.

In his view, yes, Kylin was incredibly strong, but he believed bullets would still hurt him. Kim’s trump card had not been played yet.

Therefore, he didn’t pay much attention to Kylin and White Mitchell.

“Everyone else retreat. He’s an Ancient Martial Strongman. You are not his match.” Leonardo Kim, regaining his composure, said indifferent.

The already terrified thugs, upon hearing Leonardo’s words, scurried away to the side like they had received amnesty, daring not to hesitate.

Then, Leonardo slowly descended the steps, looking arrogantly at Kylin, “Young man, you are very skilled. Why are you following a dead man like White Mitchell?”

I can tell you very clearly, I will kill White Mitchell. He’s destined to die by my hands.

I’m giving you a chance now, if you join me, I guarantee you a future of riches and honor. Anything White Mitchell could offer you, I, Leonardo Kim, can too. Anything White Mitchell can’t give you, I, Leonardo Kim, am also capable of delivering.

What do you say, this is a clear path. I’m sure you are smart and know what to choose.”

Huh?

Startled by these words, Kylin was initially dumbstruck and struggled to react. Shortly afterward, his face gradually revealed a look of intrigue.

Leonardo Kim’s gall was astounding; Kylin had just taken down so many of his henchmen.

And yet, Kim was trying to win him over? Was he respecting his small-time gangsters by doing this?

For a moment, Kylin felt a twinge of sympathy for the small-time gangsters loyally serving Leonardo Kim. What rotten luck they had to serve such a master.

Moreover, did this small-time gang leader really think he could sway Kylin so easily?

If Kylin were to reveal his true identity, Kim would likely be scared out of his wits.

With this in mind, Kylin glanced at White Mitchell, then turned around and responded playfully, “Wanting to win me over? Sure, no problem.”

But I have a condition.”

Upon hearing this, Kim was overjoyed. He responded buoyantly, “Just as I thought, a smart man. Give me your terms. Whether you want money or women, I, Leonardo Kim, can provide it all.”

“Oh? Really?” Upon hearing this, Kylin’s playful demeanor intensified. He then leisurely responded, “Well then, how about giving me your life?”

Huh?

What?

Upon hearing this, Leonardo Kim’s expression seized up momentarily before becoming overtaken by rage. “You rascal, you think you’re playing me? You’re tired of living, huh? You really think your Three-legged Cat Kung Fu lets you do as you please before me? No matter how good a fighter you are, can you outmatch bullets? You think I won’t have you and that shithead Mitchell riddled with bullets?”

As he grew more agitated, Leonardo Kim moved his hand toward his waist.

There lay a gleaming silver revolver, radiating a chilling aura.

At that moment, some of the henchmen beside Kim also gradually drew their hands towards their waists, mimicking Kim’s actions.

Clearly, the guns these men held were Leonardo Kim’s primary source of confidence.

No matter how good one’s kung fu is, they are still vulnerable to knives, let alone bullets.

In Kim’s view, with a single command, their several dozens of guns could easily bury White Mitchell in a hail of bullets.

At this moment, White Mitchell, who had been standing silently behind Kylin, slowly walked up to Leonardo Kim.

Seeing this, Kylin quickly stepped aside, standing behind White Mitchell.

“So, your confidence comes from the guns you’re holding?” Mitchell asked indifferently.

Leonardo Kim chuckled at this, his laughter containing a taste of brutality. He then responded to White Mitchell with a sinister look, “White, are you scared now? Hehe… it’s too late! I have hundreds of guns here. A single bullet from each of them is enough to send you to Yama. So what if you’re an Ancient Martial Strongman? Can you dodge bullets? Can you dodge hundreds of bullets from my men!?

I’ll give you one last chance. Kneel before me and let me cripple you here and now. Otherwise, none of you are leaving today!”

In response, White Mitchell merely chuckled dismissively, then faintly said, “Oh? Is that so? Are you saying that you have many bullets?

I wonder, do you have more bullets than I do? Where is War King Azure Dragon!”

War King Azure Dragon?

Initially stunned, Leonardo Kim responded with uproarious laughter, “White, have you lost your mind? War King Azure Dragon is at Nezzi’s command post. He would appear here…”

Before he could continue, a few of the henchmen who had been guarding the outside of the villa rushed in, anxious and panicky, “Kim… Mr. Kim… it’s the… the tank, from Nezzi’s command post!”