The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 318 The Pitiful Fugitive

Chapter 318 The Pitiful Fugitive

"Go take a look," Billy's brows furrowed slightly as he got up and walked towards the staircase, with Frostblade following closely behind.

At the same time, not far from the staircase on the third floor, two groups of people were in a standoff – Eleanor Lawson's group and the Blood Panther's group.

Both Eleanor and her personal bodyguard showed signs of injuries. The other two black-clad men lay on the ground, barely clinging to life, and it didn't seem like they would last much longer.

"Miss Lawson, have you thought it over?" Blood Panther looked at Eleanor Lawson. "I suggest you come with us obediently. Otherwise, my two friends here might accidentally ruin that beautiful face of yours."

"Blood Panther, you scoundrel! Have you considered the consequences of your actions?" Eleanor Lawson's bodyguard glared at Blood Panther with anger. "Do you think the Lawson family can be pushed around?"

"Oh, I'm so scared!" Blood Panther feigned panic and then his tone turned serious. "I don't have time to waste here with you. If Miss Lawson insists on not coming with me, I'm afraid I'll have to resort to other means."

After speaking, he turned to the two young men behind him and said, "Gentlemen, please take Miss Lawson away."

"Sure," the two men responded before approaching Eleanor Lawson.

"Miss Lawson, I strongly advise you to come with us." The taller of the two men warned in a cold tone. "Otherwise, you'll regret it."

"Miss, be careful!" The elderly man took a step forward to shield Eleanor Lawson. He then looked at the two men and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you two are the Cold-Faced Twin Killers who have been hiding from the world for many years, right?"

"I didn't expect someone to still remember our names after all these years." The taller man replied indifferently.

"It really is you," the elderly man's expression grew solemn. Three years ago, he had heard of the Cold-Faced Twin Killers, notorious criminals known for their cruelty. After being targeted by SHADOW, they had gone into hiding. But now, three years later, they had resurfaced, and both of them had reached the pinnacle of the Battle God realm.

"Enough talking, let's get on with it. Move aside, or you'll die!" The taller man responded with a stern voice.

"Miss Lawson, you should go first!" The elderly man took a deep breath and raised his hand to attack the two men.

"Do you think she can escape?" The shorter man sneered and unleashed a fierce palm strike.

The elderly man, already injured, couldn't defend against such an attack and was sent flying. He crashed into a nearby wall pillar, spewing blood and collapsing to the ground, too weak to get up.

"Jennings!" Eleanor cried out in pain. "You bastards!"

"Miss Lawson, I apologize!" The other man said coldly, then launched an attack towards her.

"Miss, be careful!" The elderly man managed to shout.

The next second, a muffled sound echoed, and the man was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the third-floor bar counter, which immediately shattered. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the man stared at Billy and Frostblade, who had appeared at the staircase entrance.

"Frostblade!" Seeing the two of them, Eleanor Lawson's eyes lit up.

"Eleanor, are you okay?" Frostblade rushed over.

"Hmm?" Blood Panther recognized Frostblade as soon as he saw her, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The taller man, who had been eyeing Billy and Frostblade cautiously, asked. He had realized that even though they were on par with his abilities, Frostblade had effortlessly sent his comrade flying with a single palm strike.

"She is Frostblade, a SHADOW governor!" Blood Panther explained.

"Hmm?" The taller man felt a sudden jolt.

"Eleanor, what's going on?" Frostblade, now at Eleanor Lawson's side, asked. NôvelDrama.Org content.

"That scoundrel Willard Riley wanted to force me to sign a transfer agreement. When I refused, he sent Blood Panther and his men here to find me and bring me to him." Eleanor Lawson explained.

"A transfer agreement?"

"The Riley family has set their eyes on one of our shipping companies, and they've been trying to acquire it. We haven't agreed." Eleanor Lawson clarified.

"Frostblade, this matter has nothing to do with SHADOW. I suggest you not get involved." Blood Panther said, trying to regain his composure.

"Who are those two?" Frostblade pointed to the two young men and asked.

"Frostblade, these two are the Cold-Faced Twin Killers, A-class fugitives wanted by SHADOW." The elderly man, now on his feet, explained.

Frostblade furrowed her brows upon hearing this.

As Frostblade spoke, the Cold-Faced Twin Killers wasted no time and rushed towards the staircase.

Having been terrified by SHADOW's pursuit three years ago, they had lived in fear, and the mere mention of SHADOW now sent shivers down their spines. Moreover, Frostblade had just demonstrated that even with both of them attacking together, they were no match for her. If they didn't run now, they might never leave this place alive.

Both of them cursed their bad luck. After hiding for so long, they had only recently reemerged into the world, and within a month, they had encountered SHADOW agents. They regretted taking this job now.

"If you don't move, you die!" As they neared the staircase, they saw Billy standing still, and both of them roared in anger. While speaking, they unleashed powerful palm strikes directly aimed at ending Billy's life, leaving no room for mercy.

"Be careful!" Eleanor Lawson exclaimed in shock.

But Frostblade simply looked at the two men with a hint of pity. They were about to meet their doom.

As Eleanor Lawson's words trailed off, two deafening sounds reverberated through the area. In an instant, the two men exploded like ripe watermelons, leaving nothing behind except a few scattered bloodstains on the floor. After the blood mist cleared, there was nothing left except for some faint traces on the floor. Billy had declared their death sentence as soon as he heard they were A-class fugitives from SHADOW. There was no way he would let them live.

These two had brought their misfortune upon themselves. Instead of running in any other direction, they had charged towards the staircase, sealing their own fate.

"Ahh!" Eleanor Lawson turned away and vomited. While she was a martial practitioner, her skills were primarily cultivated within her sect, and she rarely experienced real combat, let alone such a gruesome scene.

The elderly man, witnessing the whole scene, wore a deeply shocked expression. Two Battle God experts had been obliterated with a single palm strike each, which was utterly terrifying. It was as if they were facing someone at least with the cultivation level of a Grandmaster.

"Who... who are you?" Blood Panther struggled to speak after recovering from the initial shock.

Behind him, his associates were pale, trembling, and utterly shaken. While they were denizens of the gray area and engaged in violence regularly, they had always thought of themselves as tough.

But now, standing before Billy, they felt like their past conflicts were child's play compared to this.

"Did you hear about the incident with the Dittman family?" asked Billy.