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Chapter 487 'Since you callButterfly, you should know the rules of Butterfly," Isabella said calmly and took a few steps forward.
That person slowly took a step back and said, "Don't cany closer. You should know that even though you're Butterfly, you're not my match now." As he spoke, he opened his palm where lay an exquisite silver flying dagger.
There was an exquisite pentagon engraved on the handle of the flying knife, like a star.
Isabella was silent for a moment. She sighed softly and said, "So it's you!" The man did not say anything. He looked at Isabella quietly for a while before saying, "Now, are you willing to cwith me?" "Of course not.” Isabella flashed a smile. "I've heard a lot about King. I've finally met you today. Well, even though you're ranked second on the Gold Assassin List, do you think you can get anything out of me? You can't takeaway." Isabella closed in on him.
This time, the man did not retreat. Instead, he stared at Isabella and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to go others implicate, it's best..." Suddenly, he groaned.
Isabella's fingertips shook slightly, and a fine needle pierced into the man's shoulder.
The man covered his shoulder and suddenly looked up at Isabella. With a slight turn of her palm, the thin Butterfly Wings emerged.
The man stared at the Butterfly Wing. His pupils constricted slightly. Without a word, he dodged nimbly and jumped out of the window.
Isabella retracted the Butterfly Wing and stared thoughtfully in the direction that the person had left with a slight frown.
"Mommy!" "Bella!" Downstairs, Betty and Patriarch Barker called out at the stime.
Isabella cout of her trance and said, It's fine now.’ Isabella turned around and went downstairs. MadBarker said in surprise, "That person left just like that?" As she spoke, she looked around warily, afraid that someone else was hiding in the house.
Isabella said, "Grandma, don't worry. We're safe now. That person has left." MadBarker nodded in confusion. "Why did he leave all of a sudden?" She asked as if she was a little unconvinced that the man had left without doing anything.
Isabella chuckled and said, 'Yes, he suddenly left." After saying that, Isabella narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Well, it's a bit sudden." From her point of view, King was ranked 2nd on the Gold Assassin List, and she was indeed no match for him right now. Yet, he actually left like that? At this moment, the noise from the phone Isabella placed on the coffee table beclouder. The fight on the Page family's side beceven more intense.
Isabella walked over and picked up the phone. From the grey image shown on the screen, she could tell the phone was still in Arvid’s pocket, but the voice inside was clear. She could even hear Arvid's breathing during the fight, which was rapid and steady.
Isabella could tell from his breathing that the situation was still under control.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe heaved a sigh of relief.
The Page family, Barker family, and Anthony's bodyguards had all undergone special training. They fought to a draw with those assassins.
Jasper, who was hiding in the dark, watched the show expressionlessly. Suddenly, when Arvid took down an assassin, his phone slipped out of his pocket.
The phone screen was actually lit up.
It was clear that he was on the other line with someone.
Jasper stared at the lit screen and narrowed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, his expression changed as something occurred to him.
The next moment, he dashed towards Arvid.
He threw a punch at Arvid’s heart.
Arvid raised his head and paled visibly as the punch was coming at him. Jasper even made his reflexes slow down.
Jasper gave Arvid an overwhelming pressure that he could not resist.
Under this pressure, Arvid completely lost his ability to react.
His pupils kept shrinking, and the only thing that cto his mind was that he was going to die.
Suddenly, a bullet brushed past Arvid’s ear. He felt his cheek burn. The next moment, the bullet shot toward the person opposite him.
In an instant, another voice sounded in Arvid's mind. He was saved.
Arvid couldn't care less about the wound on his face when the bullet grazed his ear.
At this moment, Jasper suddenly changed the direction of his fist and grabbed the bullet.
A trace of blood flowed down from his palm.
Arvid widened his eyes in shock and looked at Jasper in disbelief.
Was he still human? Was he Superman? Meanwhile, Jasper ignored Arvid. He raised his eyes and looked at the door.
Draxton slowly put away his gun. The black pistol spun nimbly in his hand and was put into his pocket.
And Draxton strode toward them. Gradually, his pace quickened as he jogged toward Jasper. At the stime, he threw a punch.
Jasper's expression instantly turned ghastly pale. The corners of his mouth tightened as he swung his fist to meet Draxton's punch.
The two fists collided, and in an instant, the crackling of bones breaking sounded faintly in the chaotic battle.
The color drained from Jasper's face, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
Draxton's dark blue eyes turned as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
He did not stop. After one punch, he threw another one, aiming for Jasper's heart.
Jasper retreated repeatedly while Draxton chased after him relentlessly.
Killing intent rose in Draxton's eyes.
Jasper took a deep breath. As he retreated, he was punched in the chest by Draxton. In an instant, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
A pained look spread over his face. With a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed it at Draxton.
Draxton tried to hit his wrist, but Jasper suddenly threw the dagger out and fled.
When the remaining assassins saw this, their expressions changed and they lost their fighting spirit. Meanwhile, the Big Dipper people brought by Draxton rushed forward and took them down in a few moves.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe scene instantly quietened down.
Draxton strode toward Stanton and the others.
"Are you guys hurt?" Draxton asked.
Stanton shook his head and said, "It's just a small injury. It's nothing serious. Draxton, you cat the right time." Draxton looked over and saw that Stanton's left shoulder was bleeding. He seemed to have been shot.
Anthony and Arvid were also stained with a lot of blood. They were probably injured.
Draxton glanced at the pale-faced Page family and Denver. He said to Stanton and the others, ‘Uncle, let's go back first." "Okay." Arvid squatted down and picked up the phone. The call was still on. Draxton reached out and Arvid obediently placed the phone in his hand.
"Bella," Draxton shouted into the phone.
"I'm here," Isabella replied quickly.
Draxton heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Is everything alright at home? I'll be back soon." "It's fine. Be careful on the road. I'll get Grandpa to arrange a doctor," Isabella replied.
Draxton agreed. He did not hang up the phone and walked out with his phone.
In the huge lakeside villa, Vernon was lying on the sofa in the living room. Two doctors were examining his body.
Opposite him, Henderson did not look too good.
"Doctor, how's his condition?" Henderson asked in a deep voice.
The two doctors looked a little nervous. One of them said, "Mr. Lockwood, we... we're helpless. We can only know his condition after getting a tube of Mr. Vernon's blood for a test. Only after the test can we treat the illness.
Moreover, we need tto study how to do it. I'm afraid Mr. Vernon won't be able to hold on..." Vernon's upper body was bare, and the greenish-black mass around his heart was visible.
At this moment, the greenish-black mass was not far from the heart.
Henderson's face clouded. He said in a low voice, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and draw his blood."