Unrivalled God of War

Chapter 144

When the threat of death loomed over him, Samuel Smith became more pathetic than he already was.

He would pull all the plugs just to stay alive.

Ponytail and his men remained silent.

Suddenly, a male voice boomed from behind them. “Well, Samuel Smith, you’re more shameless than I thought. I probably shouldn’t have come to save you after all.”

Everyone jumped in shock and turned around.

Two shadows approached them in the darkness.

One of them was Nathan Cross, the other was Penny Smith.

Woosh!

Ponytail and his men pointed their guns towards them.

Ponytail stared at Nathan Cross in fear. “Who are you? How did you find this place so quickly?”

Nathan Cross pushed Penny Smith behind him and stared back. “I am Nathan Cross, and by the way, the grave of the last person who pointed a gun at me is still fresh.”

“So you’re Nathan Cross!” Ponytail exclaimed in surprise.

“Haha! What an easy catch!”

“Our next target is supposed to be you, but I guess you have spared us the trouble!”

A scrawny man beside Ponytail eyed Penny Smith and gave a nasty grin. “Mr. Ponytail, this guy threw himself into our trap and brought a hot chick for us to enjoy!”

Ponytail pointed his gun at Nathan Cross and yelled, “Kneel!”

“You’re threatening me with those guns?” Nathan Cross asked without a hint of fear. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“It’s more than enough to kill all of you. Are you kneeling or not?” Ponytail snarled.

Nathan Cross merely squinted his eyes. “Playing with guns is a very dangerous act. I certainly hope you’re ready for the consequences.”

Ponytail was provoked upon hearing his words. He put his finger on the trigger and got ready to fire a few shots at Nathan Cross’.

Suddenly, a bunch of people emerged from the dark around the abandoned building, and the sound of guns firing tore through the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Samuel Smith collapsed onto the ground, terrified.

Penny Smith hid behind Nathan Cross, hugging him tightly.

The air became still again after the short firing.

By then, Ponytail and his goons were already lying in pools of blood. They did not even get a chance to fire a single shot.

Colin Dunne and the Elite Eight closed in on them, each holding a gun.

They carefully kicked the guns away from the goons to ensure everyone’s safety.

Ponytail’s body was in a bloody mess, and his right arm was broken beyond repair, though he was still clinging on to his last breath.

His breaths were shallow and ragged as he stared at Nathan Cross with wide eyes.

“I told you, playing with guns can be dangerous,” Nathan Cross said calmly.

After that, Ponytail’s head lolled to the side upon taking his last breath with his eyes wide open.

Nathan Cross and Penny Smith led Samuel Smith out of the building and got into their car.

Colin Dunne would take care of the aftermath, so he didn’t have to worry about anything.

In the meantime, Samuel Smith stared at Nathan Cross and Penny Smith with a terrified expression on his face.

He was still reeling from the shock of seeing Nathan Cross’ men wiped out the mobs sent by the Zabinskis.

That was so violent!

At the same time, a million questions popped up in his head.

What was Nathan Cross’ true identity? How did he have authority over those people from the military?

Despite everything, he kept his mouth shut and continued to gawk at Nathan Cross out of shock and trepidation.