A Father And His Wolves
Chapter 85 A Magic Weapon! The Wolf’s Massacre

Blood! Lives!

Hearing those two bloody words, Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor looked at Sean's back and saw a strong tinge of fear in each other's paper-white faces. They shuddered! Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Did Sean really have the guts to kill someone in broad daylight?

They didn't believe it!

Because they didn't dare!

Even if they were the sons of the three families in the south of the city, and they were usually made public and domineering, they didn't dare to take people's lives easily.

Where did Sean get the courage?

"Bring the two of them here."

Sean still didn't look back. His deep voice was icy.

Leo immediately stepped up and beckoned some of the thugs to escort Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor behind Sean, as Sean said, "Kneel down!"

"Are you deaf? Mr. Mason wants you on your knees. Can't you hear that?"

Seeing Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor hesitant, Leo angrily walked up behind them and kicked them in the crotch with a series of bangs. He kicked them right behind Sean on their knees. They knelt in front of Nicola's gravestone!

"Bastards"

Caleb Taylor turned around and gave Leo a furious look, gritted his teeth, and said, "My dad has already brought a crew. How much longer do you think you can be arrogant?! When the time comes, I will pay you back ten or even a hundred times what you just did!"

"I'm gonna make your life a living hell!"

Leo's mouth twitched.

The three families had arrived at the foot of the mountain and are rushing up to Peace Cemetery. They must arrive in five minutes, and there would be a fight. Sean's fighting prowess was extraordinary. Leo had seen and felt this for himself and had no doubt about it. But the point was, all three families were awesome, too. Could Sean really beat them all?

What if Sean lost?

To say Leo wasn't worried or scared would be a lie. His heart was now in his throat. Looking down at the dark crowd, he was scared to death!

But in front of Sean, he was afraid to show it.

He was with Sean, and it was too late to back out. They cut off Grayson Miller and Caleb Taylor's hands. If the three families didn't fail, their lives would not be guaranteed. They had to follow their choice.

They had to brave it out!

"Fuck you!"

So, Leo lifted his foot and kicked Caleb Taylor in the face, "In front of Mr. Mason, your three families are nothing!"

"Mr. Mason could remove all three of your fucking families from Hilshire in a minute."

If he could fail here today, then, until then, of course, he had better put on a good show and have a good time.

He thundered!

He was kissing Sean's ass and giving himself a pep talk.

Caleb Taylor had a bloody nose after Leo kicked him. But surprisingly, he did not get angry. On the contrary, he laughed wildly, "Wait, your end is near!"

"The three families are on their way!"

"Aha!"

Leo was furious and lifted his foot to kick again when Sean turned slowly, looked down at Caleb Taylor, and whispered, "I want you to see three families fall before your very eyes!"

"I want you to see your father, Michael Taylor, die before your very eyes!"

"That's why you're still breathing!"

The laughter stopped!

Sean ignored Caleb Taylor and motioned, "Get me my broadsword!"

Immediately, two of the bullies approached with a cold steel broadsword and handed it to Sean.

Yes. They were lifting the broadsword.

The broadsword was 110 centimeters long and weighed 55 kilograms. It was made of cold iron. The back of the blade was embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, and the hilt was engraved with a tattoo of a Wolf's head. Just looking at it, it made one shudder.

Five years on the battlefield, it was Sean's favorite weapon and it had beheaded countless enemies.

Its name was Wolf's Massacre.

The blade of the Wolf King could slay all enemies!

Sean was retired, but Wolf's Massacre was not. Sean left it at the Hilshire Detention Center when he got out. It had been taken care of, and today, Sean went to the Hilshire Detention Center on the way over and picked it up.

Sean held The Wolf's Massacre knife, which weighed 55 kilograms, in his hand and lifted it lightly. In Sean's eyes, the cold, eerie look that others had seen fell like a loved one's, gentle as water.

"Mr. Mason."

Leo looked at the Wolf's Massacre in Sean's hands and then at the three Massacre families just 100 meters away in Peace Cemetery. He felt his blood pumping, as if the manly blood in his bones had been aroused. Then he said fiercely, "You guys are bullies under the protection of others. You look mighty, but each of you is weaker than the other, and each of you is less courageous. So, you can only bully those ordinary people with no money and no power..."

"But today!"

"Now that we're with Mr. Mason, we want to be brave for once! We also want to be men! Therefore, we are willing to live and die together with Mr. Mason! Kill the three fucking families!"

Then he turned to look at the group of thugs next to him.

"Me, too."

"Me, too."

Those punks were not stupid. They were besieged on the mountainside by three families and almost fell into despair. They either fought tooth and nail or they just sat and waited! There were no other options!

Suddenly, their blood was boiling with enthusiasm!

Sean, however, looked at them one by one and then shook his head, "Your job is to stay here and keep an eye on them both."

"I'll do the killing."

"I will avenge my own wrongs."

Then he picked up the Wolf's Massacre and walked right to the entrance of Peace Cemetery.

He had to avenge!

But he couldn't let the blood of those bastards contaminate his mother's grave!

"Mr. Mason, but..."

"It's an order."

Sean's words were not negotiable!

Leo and the others looked at each other. Half of their initial enthusiasm cooled. They could only watch from afar, praying silently in their hearts, hoping that Sean could really defeat the three families and kill them all.

Sean arrived at the cemetery entrance just as the three families arrived!

More than 100 bodyguards in black were in front, followed by Morton Miller and others.

"Now! Take him down!"

They ran about five hundred meters up the mountain without stopping. The black-clad bodyguards were fine, but Morton Miller and others were panting. But they didn't have time to rest, and Michael Taylor waved his hand, "Round him up! Today, I want him dead!"

The bodyguards in black, also armed with steel knives and clubs, fanned out around Sean.

Seeing that Sean was the only one at the cemetery entrance and the only people in the cemetery were Leo's ragtag gang, Michael Taylor and others breathed a sigh of relief.

With these few men, they were going up against three families?

No way!

"Dad! Save me! Here I am! Save me!"

At the sound of Michael Taylor's voice, Caleb Taylor at the cemetery began screaming. The previously reticent Grayson Miller couldn't help but join in. "Dad! Kill them!" "Kill them all!"

Bang! Bang!

Then there was a cacophony of punches and kicks, Leo swore, "Shut the fuck up!"

"Beat him!"

The mob's enthusiasm was half cooled, half left, and they took it all out on Caleb Taylor and Grayson Miller. They put up almost all their strength.

In an instant, Caleb Taylor and Grayson Miller were badly battered, unable to shout.

"Stop it!"

Michael Taylor shouted to no avail.

Morton Miller raised his eyebrows and asked Sean, "Why is it just Grayson and Caleb? Where is Hudson?"

Yeah, where was Hudson?

Connor Scott, of course, knew something was wrong the first time. When Hudson didn't appear, he was surprised and suspicious, but didn't dare to ask questions. After all, Morton Miller and Michael Taylor were already suspicious of him. If they found Hudson wasn't there, the misunderstanding would get even worse.

Sure enough!

Morton Miller looked back at Connor Scott as soon as he said that.

Michael Taylor asked directly, "Scott! What do you have to say now? Didn't he take your wife and kid last night?"

"Where are they?"

Connor Scott's face went black in an instant.

Where were they?

And by God, he'd love to know where Hudson was.

More than anyone else.

Connor Scott ignored Michael Taylor and looked at Sean, “Did you abduct Hudson and his mother on the way to the airport last night?"

Sean was unaware of Hudson's disappearance.

And it was Hudson's mysterious disappearance that seemed to have created a rift between the three families. This was actually a great opportunity for Sean.

An opportunity to sow discord!

If Sean now appeared to be in cahoots with Connor Scott, it would certainly increase the suspicions of Morton Miller and Michael Taylor about Connor Scott. It could even cause them to fight among themselves!

Internecine struggle!

However, Sean disdained to do so!

"Where's my daughter?"

Instead of answering Morton Miller and Connor Scott's questions, Sean asked them back. His icy gaze roamed the crowd, but there was no Phyllis either.

"I told you, we didn't kidnap your daughter!"

Morton Miller snorted, "And you, without asking, cut off my son's hand! You let them release my son now, and I can consider a less painful death for you."

"No?"

Sean's heart sank and his body was full of rage, "And I said, whether or not you kidnapped my daughter, she must be brought to me, so that your son can live."

"Now, you're throwing away your chance to live. You're ready to pay for what happened five years ago and are ready to die, aren't you?"

With that, Sean picked up the Wolf's Massacre and walked right up to Morton Miller and others.

No more talking!

If they didn't have Phyllis, they could die!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

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