Chapter 870 It’s Over, And The Gate Master Wants To See You
Cade Hawkins let out a loud roar, but there was nothing else he could do.
Weasel was still licking the blood off his short blade. This man was a heartless outlaw. Killing a woman was comparable with killing a cat or a dog for him.
“How touching, Cade! I really did not expect you to still be thinking about love and affection at your old age.
“Muahahaha, but you don’t need to be sad about it because you will soon go down to accompany her in hell.”
Cade was holding Rosa Clem’s corpse in his arms. His eyes were bloodshot.
He glared at Weasel viciously and said, “When you go back, tell Hanley Foster that I, Cade Hawkins, will not let him off the hook even if I am a ghost.”
“Muahahahaha! A ghost? I'll make sure you stay dead forever.”
Letting out an eccentric laugh, Weasel swung the blade in his hand in a downwards motion. He was ready to plunge it into the top of Cade’s skull.
There was a belief in the martial arts community—if the top of a man’s skull was sealed at the time of deat

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