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Zander looked at Sean and glared at the two foreign soldiers.
"This is your last chance to release Mr. Townsend and get out of here, or..."
Zander said this because he did not want it to get to the point of bloodshed happening. After all, Ronald invited
Sean and himself to his house for dinner today. If there were bloodshed, it would not be a big deal, but it was still
inappropriate.
However, before he had finished speaking, the two foreign soldiers began to laugh arrogantly.
"Hahaha, give us one last chance? Who do you think you are?"
"Even if Dorodo's commander-in-chief came today, he can forget about giving us orders!"
Zander was furious. He had no idea that the two foreign soldiers were so arrogant.
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zander said, his hand resting on the hilt of the saber around his waist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hahaha! What can you do to us? You're only a weakling from Dragon Kingdom. How dare you behave so
arrogantly?" One of the foreign soldiers said nonchalantly.
A weakling from Dragon Kingdom?
How dare these two foreign soldiers call them weaklings from Dragon Kingdom?
They're looking for trouble!
"Say no more. Attack!" Sean ordered.
After getting Sean's orders, Zander no longer hesitated!
That was when the foreign soldier with the crossbow suddenly pulled the trigger.
There was a whoosh, and a bright silver bolt shot at Zander.
Ordinary people would not even have time to react if they faced this lightning-fast projectile, let alone fight back or
dodge it!
Not only was the bolt going fast, but it was shot at close range. They were not even ten meters apart!
However, it was no big deal to Zander.
Seeing the bolt drawing close to him, Zander shouted, and the saber around his waist was withdrawn with a cold
glimmer!
With a snap, the steel bolt was split straight down the middle by Zander's saber. He then jumped up and chopped
the foreign soldier's wrist!
A severed hand flew through the air with a stream of bright red blood. It fell onto the floor with a plop after two
seconds.
It was another two seconds before the foreign soldier, who had lost a hand, finally came to himself.
Looking at his bleeding wrist stump and his severed hand on the floor holding the crossbow, he widened his mouth
and let out a terrified scream!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe other foreign soldier's expression changed dramatically.
He had not expected Zander to move so fast. He was so fast that his comrade could not even fire his second bolt!
"D*mn it!" The foreign soldier shouted before tossing Ronald aside and reaching for his crossbow around his waist.
"There's something more d*mning!" Zander sneered as the blade glimmered with the flick of his wrist.
As a swooshing sound rang, the foreign soldier's right hand was chopped off!
Then the foreign soldier screamed and fell to the floor, clutching his wrist.
The whole process seemed long, but it only took a few seconds. Even describing it as fast as lightning was
insufficient.
Zander flicked the saber. The smooth and bright saber chopped off the two foreign soldiers' hands in a row, but the
saber's blade did not have a single drop of blood on it.
Although the saber was not as good as Sean's Guardian Sword, Sean had hired a famous craftsman to make it for
Zander.
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