บท 1087: Unexpected Interlude

Varela's face slightly shifted and he frantically dashed back more than 10 meters in an instant. While standing in the air, he glared at the old man and proudly said, "You got that right. It was done by my Stygian Club. But what about it? You're nothing but suicidal idiots, trying to control Saipan through underground forces, huh? That's some moron's dream, I tell you. Witness and behold, for we'll remove your foothold in Saipan today, and soon, a lot of warriors of the Stygian Club will root out any strongholds you have in the world and even raze your nest to the ground!"

"DAMN YOU!!!"

The black-masked old man instantly appeared in front of Varela. His pair of white-gloved hands instantly hit the latter's chest. Varela screamed as a golden thread appeared and wrapped his neck. The silk thread hanged him 100 meters high in the air.