Chapter 2150 - Choose a Way to Die! (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“It’s too late for you to run now!” a hoarse mocking voice called out from the room behind them.

Mo Fan turned around and saw the tattooed man standing in the yard, along with his lackey with a black bandana and the blond-haired brothers.

The four were standing in the yard with evil expressions. They obviously had not planned to stay here peacefully from the start.

“How righteous of you all, let me see… you crawled all the way back here from Saifu Street, that’s around a kilometer or two. Are you really that impressive? Or did I go too easy on you?” the man with a black bandana sneered.

“Run, they… they are from the Guild of the Wicked!” Harper gasped.

Mo Fan looked at the blood-covered Harper and the four members with evil smiles. He immediately realized what was going on.

“You idiot, you should go treat your wounds first. Why did you come here instead? So what if they are from the Guild of the Wicked. We told you that we are very powerful Mages. Not many people in this world can kill us!” Zhao Manyan swore angrily.

Harper was still bleeding. He could no longer move his eyes.

In the end, he finally reached his limit, and could no longer support himself. They slowly lowered him to the ground.

“Do a clean job next time, you almost let him live, you idiot,” the tattooed man scolded.

“Got it. What should we do with these three?” the tattooed man asked.

The tattooed man stepped forward and looked at Mo Fan with the same smile he had in the afternoon. “Your salad tasted really good. With that in mind, I’ve chosen a more comfortable way of dying for you. For example, the three of you drowned in an accident when the tide rose at night during a trip.”

“Trust me, it’s the wisest decision. People in our field know how much difference different ways of dying have!”

Mo Fan did not look at them. His eyes were fixed on Harper.

A dagger was stuck in Harper’s chest. It looked like a normal stab, but it made him bleed out non-stop. The man with a black bandana was clearly the one who had put it there.

What a pity, if only Mo Fan had made it back a little earlier, he could have eavesdropped on their whole conversation and found out they were planning to kill Harper tonight. He could have saved Harper’s life!

Life was too unpredictable. To Mo Fan’s surprise, Harper had still crawled all the way back here to warn them!

He knew he was going to die. He knew he was going to where his murderers were. Mo Fan could imagine how tough the journey here was.

“You could have run away on your own, seriously,” Mo Fan told the already-dead Harper quietly.

What a pity. If Harper had known how strong they were, or had he truly believed that they were indeed here to kill Tyrant Titans and were some of the strongest Mages in the world, he would not have had to suffer so much.