One of the thugs with a machete stared coldly at Sebastian and sneered. "You punk, you're really here alone. If you don't want her to die, kneel now."Sebastian scoffed and glanced at them. He asked, "Are you Mateo's men?"The thugs' faces darkened.The one who spoke earlier raised an eyebrow."That's right, punk! We're with Mr. Mateo! Since you know now, let's cut to the chase. If you kneel and let us chop your hands and feet, we'll let her go. If not, we'll kill her immediately!"Steven, who was standing next to Rosalie, raised his hand and pressed a dagger on her fair neck. It pierced her flesh, and blood started oozing out.Rosalie struggled and yelled desperately, "Leave me, Sebastian. Go, just go now…"She didn't want Sebastian to be dragged down with her or get hurt because of her. Sebastian's eyes narrowed as he took count of the thugs quickly. There were 16 of them, 17 if he included the one beside Rosalie. The 16 thugs in front of him could be easily beaten. They w
"Oh? You recognized me?" Steven sneered evilly. Sebastian laughed and said, "Isn't the black star tattoo on your hand a mark of a Blacklister?"There was indeed a tattoo of a black star on Steven's arm. It was the symbol of the Blacklist. Every member had to carry this tattoo. The Blacklist was the country's chart of worst outlaws. Everyone on the list was an outlaw who committed all kinds of evil deeds. Among them were internationally wanted criminals, traitors of martial sects, and murderous demons. There were 100 people on the Blacklist. Every one of them were evil men who had blood on their hands. To become a Blacklister, you had to kill 100 people. The more people one killed, the higher one's rank would be. It meant that their target kills would be more formidable too. There was another way one could improve one's rank, and that was to challenge someone with a higher rank. Killing a higher-ranking Blacklister would allow one to replace that person. So, the Blacklis
"As for you, Dragon Slayer, you're weaker than I thought." Sebastian chuckled lightly. His tone and his reply were full of contempt.Steven was furious. "You're fucking dead!" he roared. His black hair curled up, and he dashed toward Sebastian with his fists out like a crazy and hungry wolf. Sebastian snorted. Without another word, he delivered a punch. His punch shattered Steven's fist directly, and even his arm cracked. Bones pierced through his skin, and blood was dripping everywhere. Steven staggered and took a dozen steps back. He held his shattered fist and stared at Sebastian in shock. "Impossible. This is impossible! How can a person like you exist in Steinberg?"Steven was thoroughly shocked. Panic and fear filled his heart. "Why is that so? This just shows that you've been living under a rock," Sebastian mocked mercilessly. Steven was horrified at his words. He rushed toward Rosalie, who was tied up on a chair behind him. He wanted to escape now. The only chan
Steven lay in the rubble. He snorted weakly and said, "I'm Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. I won't betray my employer.""Is that so? Go to hell then," Sebastian said coldly without any hesitation. He crushed Steven's head with one single foot. Then, he retrieved a mobile phone from the thugs on the ground. He scrolled through the contacts and dialed a number. Mateo was waiting for news from Steven and his subordinates at a five-star hotel in Steinberg. Suddenly, his phone rang. Mateo picked up the call and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is the punk dead?"Sebastian replied coldly, "You should run now, Mateo Cortez. I'm coming for you."Mateo was utterly shocked when he heard Sebastian. "You… you're not dead? Where's Steven?" he stood up and yelled in panic. "You mean the Dragon Slayer? He's dead," Sebastian replied calmly. Upon hearing this, Mateo trembled as he slumped on the sofa. Steven's dead? He was a skilled assassin on the Blacklist that he hired at a high
"Is there anything else? If not, please go home," Sebastian said impassively. He turned to go in.Whitney was startled. She called out quickly, "Sebastian, don't you want to know why I came to see you?" Sebastian paused and said coldly, "No, I don't. With the way things are between us, we don't have much to say to each other. After tonight, you'll be married. We'd better not meet again." Whitney shuddered violently at his ruthless words. Tears started in her eyes, and she cried out, "Sebastian, I came to tell you I misunderstood you. I was wrong.""I just ran away from my wedding…" Whitney burst into sobs and wept. "I'm sorry, I was wrong. It was all my fault from the start. Please don't leave me. I really, really want to start again with you."Sebastian's heart skipped a beat, and he stood stiffly where he was. He took a deep breath and laughed in resignation. He said, "Is there any point in saying all this now? We're divorced. There's no way to put a cracked mirror back toge
Once the silver needles took effect, the pain in Whitney's chest subsided. However, her breathing was still unstable. Sebastian quickly picked her up and turned to enter the store. However, several cars from the wedding party suddenly pulled up sharply at his door! Fergus had brought a bunch of people, including Crystal and Dante. They all rushed out of their cars. Fergus was furious when he saw that Sebastian was about to carry Whitney into the store. He rushed up to them and grabbed Sebastian by the collar."Ballard! What did you do to Whitney?" he roared. Crystal rushed over and yanked Whitney out of his arms. "What's the matter, sweetie? Don't scare me…" Crystal cried out anxiously. She had seen how terrible Whitney's complexion was. "Sebastian, what did you do to Winnie?" she yelled angrily. Dante rushed over, his hands tightened into a fist. He hollered, "Asshole! How dare you drug my sister?" Sebastian frowned. He didn't have time to say anything, and they alr
The police officers frowned and looked around. They immediately pulled out handcuffs and cuffed Sebastian, saying coldly, "Come with us.""Are you just going to believe whatever they say?" Sebastian frowned.One of the police officers looked annoyed and said coldly, "Whatever the situation is, come back with us so that we can investigate."They immediately pushed Sebastian into the car.Fergus laughed sinisterly as he watched the patrol car drive off. He pulled out his phone and made another call. He said icily, "Carl, do me a favor.""What is it, Mr. Cobb?" Carl Lopez was sitting in the captain's office at a police station in Steinberg. He had his legs crossed as he sat in his chair, smoking."There's a reckless fellow who keeps challenging me. He even drugged my fiancée tonight! Teach him a lesson for me! It would be best if he gets locked up for life!" Fergus said coldly, his voice filled with rage."Alright, no problem. It's just that there are some things that need to be
Sebastian had been taken into the interrogation room at the police station and cuffed to a chair.Two men walked in. They locked the door and sat on the opposite side, looking perfectly relaxed. They were smoking, and they took out a confession document and tossed it at Sebastian. "Sign it," they said coldly. Sebastian frowned as he looked through the document. Rape?His expression changed, and he said in annoyance, "I'm not going to sign this.""You're not?"One of the men scoffed. He got up, still smoking, and walked over to Sebastian. He said coldly, "Don't you know where you are, punk? If you don't want to suffer, then sign it!""Are you going to torture me until I give in?" Sebastian asked, smiling calmly. The man's expression darkened, and he laughed coldly. "Do you know who I am, punk?"Sebastian shook his head. "No." "I'm the best interrogator in this place, Leonard Schultz. They call me the Judge from Hell!" Leonard spoke proudly with a scornful, sinister loo