Chapter 77: Arresting Adder

Adder pushed open the hidden door to the VIP area, followed by four of his most elite personal bodyguards.

These men were trusted confidants who had been with him for over a decade, each one a killing machine who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and oceans of blood.

"Hurry!"

Adder barked, leading the charge into the narrow escape passage.

This was a secret tunnel he had spent a fortune building years ago. Apart from these few trusted men, no one knew about it.

The passage was deep and pitch black, with only emergency lights casting a faint green glow.

The gunshots and screams from behind gradually faded away.

"Boss, are we really running?"

One bodyguard said through gritted teeth. "The brothers are still out there..."

"Shut up!"

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Adder's eyes. "As long as we are still breathing, we can always rebuild! That Leo is not ordinary - fighting head-on will only get us all killed!"

"Once we escape and contact people from the Nightfall organization, then..."

He did not finish, but the killing intent in his eyes said it all.

Three minutes later.

The exit of the escape passage finally appeared ahead.

It was an iron door leading to the back alley.

Outside the door sat his dedicated escape vehicle, ready to start at any moment.

A cold smile flashed in Adder's eyes.

"Leo, you think killing my men means you have won?"

"In South America, in Miami, my connections are everywhere..."

"One day, I will make you pay!"

He strode toward the iron door and pushed it open forcefully.

The iron door swung open.

Miami's night sea breeze hit his face.

However.

The next second.

Adder's steps came to an abrupt halt.

Next to that black escape vehicle.

A young man in a black suit stood with both hands in his pockets, leaning against the car.

In the moonlight, the man had a cigar between his lips, its orange glow flickering.

Leo.

"Impossible..."

Adder's pupils contracted sharply as he instinctively stepped back.

"How can you be here?"

He was clearly still in the bar!

Just now, he had still been slaughtering his own men!

"Is it that strange?"

Leo exhaled a puff of smoke and slowly straightened up.

"Your little rat hole lit up like a Christmas tree on my satellite thermal imaging feed."

"From the second you entered the tunnel..."

He paused, his gaze looking at Adder like he was already dead.

"I knew your escape route as clear as day."

Adder's expression darkened.

But soon, he regained his composure.

As a kingpin who had clawed his way through the South American jungle and underworld for decades, he had seen too many big scenes.

"Leo..."

Adder narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"I admit, I underestimated you."

"But do you really think one man can stop the five of us?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Get him!"

The four personal bodyguards instantly spread out, surrounding Leo from four directions.

These men were top fighters in South American gangs, with close combat abilities far exceeding those of ordinary mercenaries.

"Kill him!"

Adder shouted coldly.

All four attacked simultaneously.

However.

Leo did not even glance at them.

He simply raised his right hand slightly, pulling it from his pocket.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four gunshots merged into almost a single sound.

All four bodyguards' foreheads exploded with blood, their bodies still maintaining their charging posture, but already lifeless.

"Thud."

"Thud."

"Thud."

"Thud."

Four bodies fell to the ground one after another.

From drawing the gun to killing four men took less than a second.

Adder's pupils contracted violently.

But he was ultimately a kingpin who had rolled through seas of blood for decades.

"Good shooting."

Adder actually calmed down, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Worthy of the Reaper who destroyed the Romano family."

"But..."

He suddenly drew a tactical combat knife from his waist.

The blade gleamed with a cold light in the moonlight.

"Leo, you know what?"

Adder slowly assumed a fighting stance - the most vicious killing technique from a special forces unit.

"In my life, I have killed no less than three hundred people."

"Mercenaries, gang members, special forces soldiers..."

"Even two idiots who called themselves the king of killers."

"But in the end, they all died under this knife."

"Tonight..."

Adder licked his lips.

"You will be body number one hundred and three."

With that, he suddenly lunged!

As the former chief combat instructor of Colombian special forces, Adder's knife skills were sharp and ruthless.

His first strike went straight for Leo's throat.

This was a killing move refined in the military, once used to slit an enemy colonel's throat in the jungle with one slash.

However.

Leo simply shifted slightly to the side.

The knife tip grazed past his collar without even cutting the fabric.

"What?"

Adder's pupils contracted.

But he immediately changed tactics.

Backhand horizontal slash!

Targeting the carotid artery!

Leo stepped back half a pace.

The blade missed again.

"Impossible..."

Adder gritted his teeth and swung the combat knife frantically.

He used every fighting technique he had learned in his entire life.

Every slash was lightning-fast.

Every move aimed to kill.

But no matter how he attacked.

Leo maintained that posture with both hands in his pockets.

Using only footwork and subtle body movements, he easily neutralized all attacks.

As if...

Toying with a child.

"This is your speed?"

A disdainful cold smile curved Leo's lips.

"This is the Nightfall organization's trump card?"

"You..."

Adder's face turned iron-blue with rage.

He swung the knife again, this time with full force.

This was his strongest strike.

Once in the jungle, he had used this move to pierce through two enemies' hearts simultaneously.

However.

Just as the knife tip was about to touch Leo's chest.

Leo moved.

He finally withdrew his right hand.

Two fingers lightly caught the speeding knife tip.

The tactical combat knife snapped.

The broken blade tumbled through the air in the moonlight, finally falling to the ground with a "clink."

In Adder's hand remained only half a handle.

"This..."

He stared wide-eyed, looking at Leo in disbelief.

He had just caught and snapped a military knife with his bare hands?

Was this even human strength?

"My turn."

Leo said flatly.

As soon as he spoke.

"Crack!"

A heavy kick landed squarely on Adder's right knee, the sound of breaking bone clearly audible.

Adder grunted, clenching his teeth to keep from screaming.

His right leg gave way, and he fell to one knee.

But his eyes still burned with defiance.

"Again!"

However, what answered him was another heavy kick.

"Crack!"

Adder's left kneecap also shattered.

This time, Adder finally could not hold back.

"Ahhh..."

A low cry of pain squeezed from his throat.

His whole body collapsed to the ground, both kneecaps completely pulverized.

But he still gritted his teeth, refusing to beg for mercy.

In the moonlight.

This kingpin, who once commanded wind and rain in South America's underworld, now knelt on both knees, yet still kept his spine straight.

"Kill... kill me..."

Adder raised his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"If you want information... dream on..."

"Thud."

Leo stepped on Adder's face, stomping him flat to the ground.

The sole of his shoe ground against Adder's cheek, pressing his face firmly against the cold cement.

"I did not ask what you want."

Leo bent down, his gaze like an abyss.

"Olivia."

"Here."

Olivia emerged from the shadows, holding a black medical case.

She opened the case and took out a syringe.

Inside the needle was a light blue liquid.

"This is the military's latest interrogation drug."

Olivia crouched beside Adder, speaking expressionlessly.

"After injection, your pain nerves will be amplified a hundred times."

"Even a needle prick on your finger will hurt so much you will wish you were dead."

"And..."

She paused.

"This pain will last three hours."

Adder's expression finally changed.

"You... you..."

"Do not be nervous."

Leo lifted his foot, looking down at him from above.

"I will give you a chance."

"Tell me now where Mourner is, where Nightfall's European headquarters is."

"I can let you die quickly."

"If you do not..."

Leo's voice became ice-cold and piercing.

"Then I will let you spend three hours in hell, regretting you were ever born."

Adder's whole body trembled.

He had seen countless tortures in South America.

He had also used countless tortures.

But no one had ever made him submit.

"I..."

He gritted his teeth, a flash of determination in his eyes.

"I will never..."

"Inject him."

Leo said flatly.

"Yes."

Olivia did not hesitate to stick the needle into Adder's carotid artery.

The light blue liquid slowly flooded into his bloodstream.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"AHHHHHHH!"

Adder suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His whole body rolled frantically on the ground, like a fish thrown into boiling oil.

His eyes bulged wide, bloodshot, veins popping on his face, his entire face twisted beyond recognition.