Chapter 439: Shooting Vincent Dead

More than twenty burly men charged at them. The moment hands reached out to grab, Adriel and Vincent reacted on instinct, darting back toward Daniel Lyson. They were trying to form a tight triangle formation, something that could attack and defend at the same time. They had barely retreated to Daniel's side when a hand slammed down on both their shoulders. "Hm?" As they turned, they caught Daniel's grim, shadowy smile. Oh, hell no. Their scalps went numb. A familiar nightmare flashed through...