Even Black Star's pupils shrank, and his whole body trembled.
“Actually, you don't need to block my way. I'm not planning to run,” Lachlan said, looking at Lightless with an evil smile.
Lightless widened his eyes and stammered, "Y-yes... I know...”
Lachlan snorted coldly, then suddenly moved, charging straight towards Thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, whe had planned on saying something tough when he saw Lachlan’s audacity.
This guy was the one who took down the Yuhdence branch, right? So the President must be here today, and this guy would have no place to be
buried.
However, at this moment, Thunderstorm horrifyingly realized that the expression on the President's face seemed off.
It was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He had never seen such an expression on the President's face before!
Then, he felt a murderous intent lock onto him, causing Thunderstorm to feel a bone-chilling sensation
Crack!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, Lachlan had already arrived in front of Thunderstorm and slapped him directly.
Thunderstorm, this Grandmaster-level expert, faced this seemingly ordinary slap but felt there was no escape.
Immediately, a mist of blood filled the air!
Thunderstorm, the vice branch master and a Grandmaster-level expert, flew out like a burst sack.
His entire head burst open like a watermelon
A single slap, a burst head!
Lachlan sneered and looked towards Victoria, mockingly asking, "Is it difficult to slap a Grandmaster-level expert to death?"
Hiss...
As his words fell, the members of the Lowe family gasped in shock.
What followed left them dumbfounded.
Just moments ago, the overwhelmingly dominant Lightless, at this moment, glanced at Thunderstorm's corpse and... didn’t even let out a fart.
Instead, he squeezed out a smile towards Lachlan. a smile that contained friendliness, fear, and reverence. "Mr. Graham, it's you? What a
coincidence?"