Chapter 813 Sorrow On Holy Tiger’s Behalf

The head of the security guards frowned as he stared at Tyr Summers. “And who the f*ck are you?” “I am Tyr Summers, the newly elected Northern Gate Master of Six Doors,” Tyr stated as he approached. “What? Are you looking down on me?” “What do you f*cking think?” the security guard cursed. It was clear he held Tyr in contempt. He was about to brandish the gun that hung from his waist. However, just his fingers closed around the weapon’s handle, a chill spread from his throat. At some point, a scalpel as thin as a cicada’s wing was placed in Tyr’s hand and he had cut through the security guard’s throat. Everyone was dumbfounded by Tyr’s frankness. Tyr put the scalpel in his hand away and turned to look at Leafy Flight and his men. “Did I not make myself clear that you can use my token? Did you forget that you had the right to execute the disobedient?” “Yes.” Only then did Leafy Flight and the others react and draw their weapons. However, they had no opportunity to act. The remain