Chapter 427: Extensive Martial Arts Traning Center

Leo flicked his cigarette ash and spoke nonchalantly, "You guys came here to steal the General's Blood Jade. Why resort to murder?" The middle-aged chubby man grinned, "Stealing things without shedding some blood feels like something is missing in life." "Is that so? Don't you know that murder is a capital offense?" Leo countered. "Of course, we know. We've got enough crimes on our conscience to die several times over, so one more death doesn't bother us," the middle-aged man replied while tapping his baseball bat. "Freda Wollaston sent you, didn't she?" Leo inquired. "That question, you might want to ask the King of Hell," the middle-aged chubby man replied. Before he could finish, a purple dagger suddenly pressed against his throat. No one had seen when Leo had moved. The whole place fell into eerie silence. No one had expected that Leo had such skills. The middle-aged chubby man let go of his baseball bat, sighed, and said, "I underestimated you." "Chubby, I'm giving you a c