"Bang—!"
As the Great Grandmaster's body finally fell, kicking up dust across the ground, the Eternal Life Society's operation was completely reduced to nothing.
Watching Huo Yuanhong's back disappear into the haze without once looking back, Wang Jingdu's vision swam crimson, even darkening at the edges, yet his heart was filled with indescribable shock.
This man was probably... that mysterious martial uncle of his.
Judging by his vitality and blood, he was clearly only around a third-rank master, yet with that terrifying Internal Force and combat method, he could kill a Great Grandmaster like Yu Xiuqi face-to-face!
That life-for-life combat method...
Too vicious. Too ruthless!
It was a completely different style from his master, Sun Lutang's!
After injecting himself with a stimulant and sitting on the ground for a while, Wang Jingdu finally caught his breath from his severe injuries. His vision no longer blackened in waves. He took out his dedicated phone and began sending messages.
On the other side, Huo Yuanhong made a trip to the surveillance room. By the time he returned to the ninth floor, security guards and elevator repair workers had arrived, along with two hurriedly dispatched inspectors, who were pulling the noblewoman from the elevator.
Seeing that someone had finally come to save her, the noblewoman's taut nerves finally loosened. What surged up immediately afterward was fury born of utter terror.
Normally, she always appeared emotionally composed before others. But when faced with the terror of a brush with death, whether rich or ordinary, no one could easily suppress the fear lurking deep within their hearts.
Thinking back to what had just happened, it had been even more thrilling than a blockbuster movie. From up close, she had witnessed one thug facing three assassins—a gunfight, fists striking flesh, three men killed in two