This man named Oakley is only over 1.7 meters tall, much shorter than Liu Yun. Standing in front of Liu Yun, Liu Yun felt a sense of being condescending.

Seeing that the Asian man's face was also gloomy and he had no sense of fear in his face, this person named Oakley couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Who are you?"

He asked in a deep voice.

“Get out of here!”

Liu Yun said lightly.

"What if I don't?"

Oakley was angry. He was spoken in this tone on his territory. If he really got out of the way, he would be really embarrassing.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man next to him suddenly ran over and whispered a few times in Oakley's ear.

When Oakley heard this, his face changed immediately, and his eyes fell on Nighthawk.

"I really won't let it go?"

Liu Yun asked.

"No, respected guests, Oakley was just kidding. In this bar, it is the freedom of guests to come and go!!"

Oakley said quickly, as if he had changed his body, and hurriedly dodged and made way for Liu Yun and others.

Not to mention Dylank's puzzlement, even his subordinates were stunned at this moment, wondering if they should take out their guns or not

Liu Yun was not polite and moved forward directly. Nighthawk grabbed Drank and followed.

"Mr. Oakley, what's wrong with you? Save me quickly!! Hey, Oakley!! You are a bitch!! You won't save me when you die!! Oakley"

Dylank shouted madly, but after a few words, Nighthawk pressed his knife against his neck.

Immediately, Dylank calmed down.

Watching the group leave, Oaklai feels sweating profusely

"Simba, are you talking about it true? That person is really a Nighthawk?"

Oakley hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man and said with a trembling voice.

"I can't be wrong. I've been lucky enough to meet this person once. I was introduced by a friend. I met him by chance when hiring members of the TK organization. You can't imagine the situation at that time. The respect of the demons who killed people without blinking in the face of this man, they were even afraid that this man would be like a god in TK!! God! When I was pressed to the ground, I almost didn't dare to look up, and I just saw a little bit of Zen Ding from the corner of my eyes!!"

Speaking of this, the man stopped talking.

"Is the Nighthawk really as rumored as that scary?" Oakley said in a daze.

"I don't know the rest. I can't say what I see and hear about TK. If you tell them casually, even if you spread rumors, it will cause great trouble. Maybe I won't see the sun tomorrow, but Oakley, your decision just now is definitely a wise move. Those people are definitely not something we can mess with!! You should feel glad!"

"But 'St. Drus' is not easy to mess with. What if that playboy uses 'St. Drus' to retaliate against me?"

"Don't worry, 'St. Drus' is in big trouble this time. Although I'm just a small bodyguard, I have worked in the killer industry before, and I have some insights on people. This time, that playboy has suffered."

The nightfall in New York is very early, but its night view is like a glass of mellow wine, locking people's mind and soul, making people unable to extricate themselves.

The city with tall buildings and the night lights overlooking it from above, it looks like the stars in the universe, extremely dazzling.

Several luxury cars lined up in a straight line on the street and drove straight towards the ‘St. Drus’ manor.

Soon, the car stopped in the suburbs' large manor "St. Drus".

However, at this moment, the manor was full of alerts, and every building was an exception, a bodyguard holding a machine gun, and the power arranged here was almost equivalent to an army.

These cars arrived and immediately attracted the attention of people inside and outside the manor. When Liu Yun and others got out of the car, there were no less than fifty guns aimed at everyone's foreheads in the dark.

However, Liu Yun didn't realize it and walked straight to the manor with Dylank.

"Don't shoot randomly, it's Mr. Dylank!"

A captain gave a reminder on a wireless intercom, and then went straight to meet him.

"Is there anything you guys?"

The captain put away his gun and stopped everyone.

"We want to meet the people of the 'St. Drus' family! They should be in there, right?"

"Please tell you who you are!"

The captain said, then waved.

There were many men of three or five thick men walking along the way, preparing to search Liu Yun.

Seeing this, Nighthawk kicked Dylank.

Dylank suddenly raised his head and looked at the captain.

"It seems that these people are not your friends, Master Dylank!"

The captain immediately reacted, drew out his pistol, and pointed it at Liu Yun and others.

"Everyone can do it, do you want me to die?"

Dylank shouted.

His back was now pressed by an extremely sharp blade. Nighthawk was proficient in killing people. The location of the blade was also above the human body's fatal hole. As long as it was pierced through, Dylank would die.

The captain was a little hesitant.

"Get out! You bastards!! Let us go!! Are you pig brains? Didn't you hear me?"

Dylank felt the chill behind him became stronger and almost roared out.

Seeing this, the captain stopped insisting and had to make way, but he quickly notified the people in the manor.

Liu Yun and his party escorted Dylank and walked unobstructedly into the manor.

Clang.

The manor gate kicked open, and Liu Yun and others broke in directly.

I saw that there were many people sitting in the lobby of this manor, both men, women, and young and old. Behind these people were bodyguards wearing suits and serious expressions, with a wide range of dazzling arrays, and there were a hundred people all over the place.

Seeing Liu Yun and others breaking in, these people all turned their attention to each other.

"Very good, you all seem to be here!"

Liu Yun glanced at everyone, walked directly to the sofa, sat down, leisurely picked up the oranges in the fruit plate on the coffee table and peeled them up.

"Young man, who are you?"

An old man with white hair and thin cheeks asked Liu Yun in hoarse English.

"I should ask you this?" Liu Yun threw an orange into his mouth.

"I am Andre's younger brother!! I am also an elder of this family! No matter who you are, young people, you are not welcome here. Please leave quickly, otherwise we will just take unpleasant measures!"

The old man said in a silence.

The voice fell, and the bodyguards behind him all put their hands into the inside of their clothes and stared at Liu Yun one by one.

However, before Liu Yun could speak, Dylank was pulled up.

"Um?"

Seeing that Dylank looked miserable, blood was still dripping on his hands, and a few fingers were broken, everyone present was shocked and stunned.

"Let him go!" the old man said in a stern manner.

"Dirank! My child!"

The middle-aged couple present immediately stood up and looked anxiously.

"Hurry! Save me!" Dylank shouted.

But it was useless.

"Young man, what do you want to do?"

The old man asked Liu Yun in a serious manner.

"I heard that Andre's body is here. We came here just to ask Andre's body! There is no other meaning! If you are tactful, hand over Andre's body, otherwise I can send him to accompany Andre!"

Liu Yundao.

"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"

The old man's face became gloomy, and the others present were all filled with righteous indignation.

It's nothing if Andre died, but if the body fell into the hands of outsiders, that would be a great humiliation for "St. Drus".

"You seem to disagree? Why? Don't you believe I'll kill him?"

Liu Yun was also a little impatient, his voice filled with coldness.

After saying that, Nighthawk grabbed Dylank's hand without hesitation and slashed it with a knife.

Click.

Another finger of Dylank was cut off.

"ah"
To be continued...