Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 717

Chapter 717

"AGH!" The bald man wailed in pain and covered his injured arm with his other hand. His face turned pale as he said, "We're doomed. I have a broken bone, and the punch he just threw at me was almost on the level of a level nine profound warrior!"

The baldie's attainment had reached level six profound master and was thus quite decent. However, he was powerless to withstand Severin's casual punch.

"I didn't think you'd have such a high attainment. You have it coming for you now that you've hurt one of my men!" The smile of schadenfreude on Lance's face had disappeared, and in place of it was a cold. expression.

"I had no choice. You were asking for it when you called me a car thief and insulted my wife!" Severin smiled insipidly and had an indifferent look on his face.

"Do you think you're strong just because you're a level nine profound master? Let me handle him!" Another

guy took a step forward and manifested a surge of spiritual energy as he clenched his fist. When his fist began to glow, it was a sign that he was a strong individual whose attainment had reached that of level one warrior king.

The man's confidence elicited a dry smile from Severin as he beckoned them. "Word of advice: come at me all at once. It'll save us all from the trouble!"

"No. I'll take him on!" Lance took a step forward and glared at Severin. He had reached a considerably. high attainment of level two warrior king, which few in South Link City had achieved. In addition, he believed that there was no point for his gang leader to come forth if even Lance himself was no match for Severin. After all, their gang leader was a level three warrior king whose attainment base was one level lower than that of Serpent Hall's Rachel. That was also a reason why the Hillguard Gang was slightly weaker than Serpent Hall in most aspects.

Lance clenched his fist, producing a surge of spiritual energy that revealed him to be a level two warrior king.

"I'll make you regret laying a hand on my people!" Lance was a ruthless person who preferred not to waste his breath. He charged straight at Severin in the blink of an eye and punched Severin directly in the chest without holding back.

"Hmph. Who do you think you are?" Severin let out a cold snort, clenched his fist, and enveloped it with some spiritual energy before punching his opponent.

A loud, dull blast was heard, and Lance was hurled backward a few seconds later. After crashing heavily on the ground, he tasted a metallic sweetness at the base of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Elder!" The other guys had horrified expressions as they ran over and helped Lance up.

"Damn it! His attainment is on the level of our gang leader!"