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Chapter 100 Get Rid Of Nathan Cross First
Thomas pointed at Black Dragon and his gang as he said, "Let's see who can strike down more men?"
"All right!"
Colin agreed as he went up against Phil deftly like a savage tiger.
Phil Dennar was known to be a skilled fighter.
Together with Black Dragon and Ross Elliot, he led a group of men to attack Nathan and his gang.
However, he did not expect Colin to appear so swiftly before him.
Before he could even avoid it, Colin had pounced on him like a wild bear.
"Bang!"
Colin's punch had sent Phil flying. It was like he had just been struck by a runaway train. He landed to
his death with a loud thud, as every single bone in his body shattered.
After he killed Phil, Colin spared no time before he kicked and punched two other men while shouting
out loud, "Three!"
Thomas widened his eyes, "Hey, how could you start first? That's cheating!"
Despite that, Thomas pounced speedily on Ross Elliot, the North City leader.
Brawny and muscular, Ross lifted his hands to send a punch towards Thomas.
With no intention to hide, Thomas stepped forward to punch him as well.
In fact, Thomas was faster with a more powerful punch and he hit Ross's chest before Ross could lay
his hands on him.
"Bang!"
With that, Ross's chest sank deeply with that strike and he fell to the ground with bright red blood
spurting out of his mouth.
Thomas then counted triumphantly, "One!"
At the same time, the Elite Eight were engaged in an intense fight with the other men in the hall.
Even though Novem and his gang had a large number of men, they clearly posed no threat to the Elite
Eight.
They took down the men one by one easily just like eight fierce tigers. None of the men could stand up
to them, and each of them were either heavily injured or died on the spot.
From his throne, Novem watched everything with his gaping mouth.How could Nathan Cross and his
gang be so strong?
Phil Dennar and Ross Elliot were known to be brutal fighters in the underworld. How could they be
killed so easily by Thomas and his gang?
A chill ran through Novem as he watched all his men being taken down by Thomas Dunn, Colin Dunne,
and his team.
It didn't matter how many men he had, they will just kill them all!
Novem was shocked and angry at the same time, he immediately roared at his right-hand man, Black
Dragon, "Get their leader first, kill Nathan Cross!"
The fight was very intense as the fighters rushed into the hall continuously to attack Nathan Cross's
team.
However, nobody had managed to get close to him at all.
The moment Black Dragon heard Novem, he immediately dashed towards Nathan with his men.
The huge group of men formed a barricade to stop the Elite Eight from protecting Nathan Cross.
Black Dragon dashed towards Nathan with a sinister laugh. From his perspective, he could see that
Nathan was rooted to the ground, and concluded that he must be a weakling.
Since Nathan was the boss of Thomas and his gang, they will definitely surrender if Nathan were held
hostage.
He finally made his way to face Nathan and aimed his fist at him, "Hehe little one, I'll send you to the
ground now!"novelbin
Nathan let out a slight smile. "You are biting off more than you can chew here."
As Nathan spoke, he raised his fist as well.
"Bang!"
Their fists met!
Black Dragon was a huge, muscular man with massive fists that were clearly bigger than Nathan's.
He had thought that he could take Nathan down with one punch. However, he did not expect the
immense power that radiated through Nathan's fists when their fists met.
Crack.......
A continuous sound of breaking bones could be heard.
Black Dragon's right arm was completely broken and was hanging limply on his
body.
"Arrghhh!"
The moment Black Dragon began to wail, Nathan had already sent a flying kick to his head.
Black Dragon's wail ended abruptly as his body flew across the air and landed before Novem. He was
already dead by then.
What?
Novem began to tremble inside and stood up immediately as he looked at Black Dragon's body in
disbelief.
This was his right-hand man who had accompanied him throughout all his conquests for twenty years
with nary a competitor. And here he was, dead in the hands of Nathan Cross?