Chapter 451: Lone Wolf Assassination Team

"Solved it? All you did was take out three pieces of trash we tossed your way!" The moment that icy, taunting voice rang out, black figures shot from the garden's thickets like lightning. They closed in from every direction, hemming Gordon Yale and Aya Lambert in tight. Gordon's eyes narrowed to slits. A faint crease formed between his brows. They were assassins, wrapped head to toe in black night gear, steeped in a suffocating, murderous chill. Their faces were expressionless, their eyes glinting...