Flynn’s momentum surged, carrying an immense force as he charged forward. The power of his fist was surrounded by a white aura, tearing through the air!
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The heavy thuds echoed in the courtyard.
Those were the sounds of sniper shots, and almost instantly, a cloud of smoke rose from where Flynn had been standing.
The power of a sniper rifle was so great that it could easily penetrate thick steel plates and solid concrete walls.
The ones with larger caliber could even pierce through armor, turning a person into a mist of blood with just one bullet.
Moreover, all of these sniper rifles were controlled by Grandmasters, so their power was unimaginable.
But Flynn was too fast. He had already charged out before the gunmen pulled the trigger.
“I have to admit you’re are so agile!” Yusuf Blenkinsop’s face showed a flash of astonishment as he gathered his fist’s strength and launched an attack!
He wanted to confront Flynn head-on, fist against fist!
Flynn didn’t dodge, fulfilling his wish as he charged towards the punch.
“Boom!”
The collision of their energies created an explosive sound, causing the air to ripple and the white window curtains in the pavilion to flutter.
But in just a moment, Flynn dispersed the energy from Yusuf Blenkinsop’s fist.
Terrifying strength and pressure surged forth.
This punch seemed to have broken free from the constraints of space, causing Yusuf Blenkinsop’s body to tremble uncontrollably.
“Crack!”
In Yusuf Blenkinsop’s incredulous shock, he saw his right arm exploding inch by inch!
The bones and muscles in his knuckles, wrist, forearm, and elbow burst open.
His sleeve shattered into pieces, accompanied by a mixture of bone fragments and flesh, creating a scene of horrifying screams and blood splatters. Yusuf Blenkinsop let out a heart-wrenching cry as his entire body convulsed.
“How is this possible?!” Lilia Hussain’s hand holding the teacup trembled as tea spilled over.
Wasn’t Yusuf Blenkinsop at the peak of Grandmaster?
How could this top-notch expert not withstand one punch from Flynn and have his entire arm turned into minced meat?
What kind of power was this?
Was Flynn a great Grandmaster?
Just as Lilia Hussain couldn’t believe it and didn’t understand why Flynn was so strong, Flynn shouted,
“I’m tired of your arrogance! What’s so special about being at the peak of Grandmaster? Get out of my face before I get annoyed by your old face!”
He grabbed Yusuf Blenkinsop’s other arm and, with a swift motion, hurled the 180-pound man out of the courtyard.
“Thump!”
After a dull sound, Yusuf Blenkinsop was thrown out of the courtyard, and his screams turned into whimpering sounds. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth as his muscles twitched uncontrollably.
Silence filled the scene.
Lilia Hussain’s eyes widened in disbelief.
She never expected that Flynn would be a Great Grandmaster. He casually tossed Yusuf Blenkinsop several dozen meters away!
From the moment Flynn took a step to when Yusuf Blenkinsop was thrown out of the courtyard, it took less than ten seconds.
During this time, Flynn constantly shifted his position to evade bullets, moving so quickly that only afterimages remained.
It was as if he was in multiple places at once. The scene was incredibly shocking.
Frederick Powell also stood up in astonishment but quickly regained his composure and sneered,
“So what if you’re a Great Grandmaster? The Guards of the Harpy I hired have killed more than twenty Great Grandmasters!”
But just as he finished speaking, Flynn rushed past the pavilion. The gusts generated by his movements blew Lilia Hussain’s hair around.
Then, like black smoke, Flynn swiftly dashed to the side of the rockery near the pavilion. With tremendous force, he leaped several dozen feet high and landed heavily on top of the rockery.
Without pausing for even a moment, he surged forward, stomping down with such force that a ten-meter-high, over-thirty-ton rockery collapsed instantly.
As the large rocks thundered down into the pond, Flynn soared another ten yards high into the sky before descending outside the courtyard.
During this time, gunshots rang out with invisible ripples in the air.
Then there were thuds behind Flynn as dust clouds rose from his movements.
However, they were always half a beat too late. Even if these assassins could kill a cheetah running at full speed, they couldn’t touch Flynn at all.
As Lilia Hussain stared in shock at Flynn, who had soared into the air and then landed heavily outside the courtyard, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. Outside the courtyard, gunfire erupted, and chaos ensued.
Amidst the chaos, there were screams and the horrifying sound of bones cracking.
The most terrifying part was that the commotion, which had just been coming from the eastern woods, suddenly shifted to the north.
Then to the west, and finally to the south.
These spine-chilling screams lasted only a few seconds.
By the time Flynn walked back in through the southern gate, the area outside the courtyard walls was eerily silent.
Even Frederick Powell, who had often accompanied his father and Maximo Goff, witnessing life and death, now looked on in horror.
He could no longer remain composed.
In less than half a minute, Yusuf Blenkinsop’s fate was unknown, and more than ten members of the Guards of the Harpy had been killed.
That was the Guards of the Harpy!
Though not as renowned as the organizations on the Shadow Registry, they were still a formidable force in the assassin world!
A dozen members were all Grandmasters!
When they had gathered at his house this morning, the oppressive atmosphere had made him feel like he couldn’t even lift his head.
He hadn’t dared to speak loudly in front of the Guards of the Harpy.
And now, in less than half a minute, they were all dead!
Wasn’t Flynn supposed to be a Grandmaster? How could he possess such terrifying strength?
Shouldn’t he have been crippled, broken, and begging for mercy under the combined might of Yusuf Blenkinsop and the Guards of the Harpy’s forces?
Could someone tell him what was going on?
What was happening?!
“Tap, tap, tap!”
Flynn’s black leather shoes now stepped on the stone path leading to the pavilion.
In half a minute, he had annihilated more than a dozen people, yet in his eyes, it seemed as trivial as completing a minor task. His expression remained calm, though there was a hint of added coldness compared to before.
The most terrifying part was that Flynn’s pristine suit was spotless, without a single wrinkle, stain of blood, or speck of dirt!
“Impressive! Very impressive!” Rose Sharp thought to herself as she watched Flynn stroll over leisurely.
This guy had to add flair even when killing people. Who else would do that?
Take that soaring leap, for example. He could have demonstrated raw power, but no, he had to mimic some celestial being, floating up gracefully, drifting out effortlessly, effortlessly killing more than a dozen people, and then casually walking back in through the gate…
“This… how could Flynn…” Lilia Hussain stood up, staring at this familiar yet unfamiliar man, feeling a bone-chilling cold for the first time.
Though Lilia Hussain knew nothing about martial arts, from Flynn’s fluid and domineering movements, it was clear that his skills were likely on par with Ronald Hussain’s.
If that were true, Flynn’s martial prowess undoubtedly surpassed Layla Woods’s.
This man, who had been rejected by Layla Woods, was actually incredibly powerful, incredibly strong!