"Holy shit!"
Nash Macklin's lips twitched, "We've already killed five hundred and twenty-three people?!"
Nicholas Lester and Benjamin West nodded at the same time.
Nash Macklin couldn't help but say, "When the hell is Brother Yeager coming back? Doesn't he know these martial artists are going crazy trying to find him?
When will this 'World Assassination Order' be lifted, or how long will we have to keep killing?"
"This is indeed quite a headache."
Nicholas Lester frowned, saying, "I think it's better to contact Mr. Yeager and ask him what his plans are."
"Alright."
Nash Macklin nodded and said, "Let's deal with these corpses first and then get in touch with Mr. Yeager."
"Okay, let's do that!"
Nicholas Lester and Benjamin West both nodded in agreement.
...
Late at night, more than twelve o'clock.
In Kyoto.
Night Market Street.
Lionel Yeager and Earl Cobb were close to finishing two boxes of beer.
The two drank and chatted, creating a pleasant atmosphere.
