Bab 333: Freed Warlords

Moriarty grabbed the knife with all the strength remaining in his body, trying to push it away.

Stab!

Yet the knife kept plunging deeper and deeper into his throat.

"This is for the humanity, piece of shit." Adam slashed through his throat.

Moriarty collapsed on the floor, trying to cover his bleeding throat while slowly losing consciousness.

"N-no, you fuck!" Moriarty let out a bloody cough. "H-how can I die to some fucking nobody?"

"Impossible…" The bodyguard watched as the legendary Moriarty was dying right before his eyes.

"Huff…" Adam stood up and slipped his knife inside his jacket.

"Hahaha…" Moriarty laughed angrily and aid, "Y-y-you think this will stop the end? The warlords are already free!"

"?!" Adam frowned. "You're still caring about all that shit? You're currently dying."

"Hahahaha…" Moriarty's laughter slowly turned quieter, and then his head dropped to the side with a dead look in his eyes.

Gasp~