Chapter 236 A Big Short's Prisoner

• The night was dark. Leonard stood on the third-floor balcony of his manor staring, hands behind his back. Behind him, Rex and Ray waited anxiously. They knew that Bloody Slaughter would definitely make a move tonight, so they were nervous. Suddenly, Leonard smiled. The next moment, he took a step forward, dived down like a giant bird, and headed towards a figure behind the rockery. The most important skill of an assassin, aside from formidable strength, was stealth, which allowed them to strike unexpectedly and lethally. But as soon as Bloody Slaughter’s assassins. appeared, Leonard noticed them. Just as the burly man crouched around the manor, preparing to find an opportunity, Leonard jumped off the balcony.
• By the time the man reacted, Leonard had already run 300 feet and stopped in front of him. His fist landed with a terrifying sound. “Boom!” The burly man was sent flying, his chest pierced through. But Leonard didn’t pause for a moment. He leaped into the air once again and charged towards another corner. “Bang!” Another loud roar echoed. The second assassin, although more prepared than his companion, met with the same fate. “He is so terrifying.” On a rooftop 6000 feet away, Neal watched through a telescope with fear as the four assassins who followed him here were instantly eliminated by Leonard. All four assassins were in Grand Master Realm, but none of them could withstand a single move from Leonard.
• “His strength is too terrifying. Even the lord might not be his match. We failed this time. I must report the strength of Leonard to the lord.” However, Neal realized that while killing the fourth assassin, Leonard looked in his direction. There was even a teasing look in Leonard’s eyes. “Oh no, he even spotted me from such a distance.” Neal had no time to think about how Leonard had discovered him. He immediately threw aside the telescope and fled without hesitation. Leonard gave a wicked smile and chased after him. At the same time, Ray stared dumbfoundedly at the courtyard. ‘It’s over? “The Bloody Slaughter’s assassins are so weak!’ He thought. Neal ran as fast as he could.