A sudden strike, a blade with no time to react.
When the mobsters arrived, they didn't even have time to raise their guns. They just saw the blade slice through the neck, and the head soared into the sky, still with a bewildered expression on its face.
The receptionist who was just leering at us turned and chopped a person down in the next moment, the change was a bit too quick.
But Silver Hair didn't bother to explain to the Tiger Claw Gang. Not just him, every player who came here wanted to clean up the trash.
The quick-reacting Tiger Claw enforcers saw the striking silver hair and long sword and immediately understood, shouting loudly,
"Damn it! It's those mercenaries, they're here!"
Someone shouted in panic,
"What? Didn't they say they'd never come to places like these?"
