Chapter 442: Hell's Sentence!

Conrad Zimmerman charged in with a cleaver raised high, hacking down in a drunken fury. Gordon Yale's eyes cooled to a razor edge. The instant the blade fell, his hand shot out like lightning and clamped around Conrad's wrist. "Y-You…" Bang! The attack stopped dead. Conrad's face twisted, rage and malice flashing in his eyes as he forced more strength into his arm. He barely had time to open his mouth before Gordon drove a heavy kick into his chest. Blood sprayed from Conrad's lips. He flew...