Chapter 440 No Escape “Look, there’s just no escape for you,” Brutus remarked with a devious smile
as he stared at Holton and Yolanda. Subsequently, he turned his attention to Ysabel. Tsk-tsking, he
asked grimly, “Girl, were you hiding them?” When Ysabel backpedaled in fear, Holton thundered,
“Brutus, this has nothing to do with her!” Brutus responded with a ruthless expression, “I don’t care
about that. But for hiding both of you here, I must demonstrate my prowess to her.” The men behind
him broke into hearty laughter, causing Isabel’s face to lose all color. As Brutus lumbered into the
storage room, his giant figure alone seemed to fill the entire space. Summoning what was left of her
strength, Yolanda drew her broken blade with a flash and stabbed it at Brutus’ head. Unexpectedly, he
didn’t bother to dodge or evade at all. In the midst of his insidious smile, a long clang rang out when the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtblade made contact with his skin. Unexpectedly, sparks flew out as if Yolanda’s blade had struck cold-
hard steel.
Yolanda narrowed her eyes and swiftly backed off when she realized the dangerous situation they were
in. Unfortunately, it was already too late, for Brutus’ punch, launched with tremendous force, had
landed right in the center of her chest. When her ribs shattered with a thunderous crack, Yolanda, with
her eyes widened in shock, coughed out mouthfuls of blood. Screaming in horror, Ysabel covered her
eyes and didn’t dare watch any further. “You piece of thrash!” Brutus threw Yolanda aside as if she was
garbage before stomping on her abdomen. Seized by thunderous rage, Holton threw himself forward to
shield the woman. By then, a listless look descended upon Yolanda’s eyes while her breath became so
shallow that it felt as if she could die at any moment. “What are you screaming for? You’re such a
nuisance!”
Just like catching a bird, Brutus grabbed Ysabel by the neck and flung her to the side. When her hips
crashed onto the door frame, the pain that ensued immobilized her on the ground. He had no intention
of holding back just because she was a woman. “Come on, you’re one of the three Lords of the
Terrandya Underground. If you had just stayed there, Mr. Doyle wouldn’t have had the opportunity to
take you out. However, why did you decide to come to Pollerton?” Brutus lamented. “Terrandya’s
Hunter Golding is the bedrock of the city and maintains the balance between the three families there.
And yet, you insist on dying in Pollerton.” Walking up to Holton, Brutus looked down at him. If they had
stayed in the Terrandya Provincial Center, Silas wouldn’t have had the guts to behave so audaciously.
Holton was in no mood to chat with Brutus. Instead, he wiped the corners of Yolanda’s mouth
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmattentively. From his experience, he could tell that she didn’t have much time left. The knowledge of her
impending death filled him with anguish. Even though Yolanda was his bodyguard, she was first and
foremost his wife. After surviving many a crisis together, he was naturally devastated by the prospect of
her losing her life soon. “This is true love indeed. Let me send both of you on your way.”
Brutus clicked his tongue at the tragic scene. Walking up to Holton, Brutus grabbed him by the hair and
lifted his body off the ground. Holton’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, but other than staring
daggers at Brutus, there was little else he could do. Just when Brutus was about to end Holton’s life, a
phantom-like figure slipped into the narrow storage room. Even though a flashlight was shone on this
body, the flaring light from behind his back continued to cast a shadow on his face. Brutus might have a
power level of more than two hundred thousand, this was the first time he felt a sense of dread with his
back against the enemy. Thus, he gradually turned around to face the figure. With his vision still
distorted, all he could see was a man with disheveled hair standing beside Ysabel, looking down at
how she was grimacing in pain. Suddenly, Brutus’ heart skipped a beat when he was struck by an
ominous premonition.