The Lethal Love Hunter

Chapter 442 Let’s Destroy WSF 

The shouts of forty elite special forces from Londraland echoed through the primitive jungle of Witcord Peak in Mount Ammo. 

This surge of fury, spewing the blood of Londraland soldiers, incinerated all the fluke and hope of the invaders to nothing! 

A blood debt must be paid in blood! 

Stirring the passionate enthusiasm of every Londraland special forces elite present. 

What humanity, what rules, what benevolence. 

The maxims of these saints were bullshit to the brutal invaders! 

The legacy left by our ancestors, how could we allow others to trample on it! 

Those who dared to slaughter my brethren, I made sure their blood was splattered within five steps! 

This was the iron–blooded mission every Londraland soldier should have 

had! 

Amid the passionate shouts of dozens of special forces elites, Ignacio commanded, “Dragon Soul, LSF, listen up! About face! Target is 100 meters outside the jungle, stand by fully equipped!” 

The next moment, a resounding and powerful sound of footsteps gradually faded away towards the outside of the forest. 

The three black–clad assassins looked at the situation before them and immediately understood. 

This group of special forces elites from Londraland were preparing to make their move against them. 

At that moment, they clearly realized that the soldiers of Londraland were not as merciful as the outside rumors suggested. 

Three black–clad assassins looked at the terrifying faces around them, experiencing the fear of imminent death for the first time. 

They didn’t have any beliefs. 

All actions were just for the sake of money. 

Before entering Londraland, they had only heard that the Londraland. military advocated for treating prisoners of war kindly and were generous and merciful to those who surrendered. 

However, they never could have imagined. 

This group of Londraland special forces, full of wolf–like ferocity, had such ruthless methods. 

A black–clad assassin. wielding not–so–fluent Londralish, pointed at Robin and shouted, “I want to complain to the International Military Tribunal! We have already surrendered, why are you still killing?” 

“Complain? Go complain to the god of death!” Robin pursed his lips, 

pointing at the six special forces members who had witnessed their comrades being shot dead. 

“Leave that animal who took the photos, I have questions for him. The other two are for you to deal with!” 

“Killed your comrades, what should you do? Answer me!” 

“Report to the general, kill them, avenge our fallen comrades!” The eyes of the six Warwolf Special Forces members were spewing flames of 

hatred. 

They picked up their assault rifles, immediately dragging two black–clad assassins towards an open space on the left. 

“Wait a moment!” Robin coldly pointed at the assault rifles in their hands, “How could you use guns to kill such beasts!” 

All the warriors were stunned. 

Ignacio, Randall, and others also did not understand Robin’s meaning. 

Robin pointed at their bayonets. “To kill such beasts, one should use a knife!” 

“Yes, General!” Six members of the Warwolf Special Forces immediately drew their military daggers, stabbing two black–clad assassins to death, one by one. 

The last black–clad assassin, looking at the gruesome scene before him, knew he wouldn’t meet a good end and contemplated biting his tongue to commit suicide. 

Chapter 442 Lers Destroy WSF 

Robin instantly flashed out the Dragon Dagger and stabbed it into the mouth of the black–clothed assassin. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The teeth of the assassin in black were knocked out one by one, he 

howled in pain! _______ 

“Speak up! Whose orders did you follow to invade Londraland this time? What was your purpose?” 

The assassin in black shook his head in despair. 

Robin stomped on the ankle of this black–clad assassin. 

In this dark, suffocating jungle, the sound of breaking bones and miserable howls echoed. 

“Kill me! I really can’t speak, my family is still being held hostage by them!” 

Robin gave a nonchalant smile. “I can’t control your family! Since you dared to come, you should have thought about the price you’d have to pay!” 

The black–clad assassin howled in agony. “They will all die!” 

“That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me!” Robin said coldly, flicking his eyelid. 

“I won’t speak!” The assassin in black roared resolutely, “Even if I speak, I will die, and my family will die because of it!” 

“Alright then, it’s your choice!” Robin crouched down, grabbing the black–clad assassin’s fingers. 

“Have you ever tried the taste of having your fingers slowly scraped by a knife?” 

The black–clad assassin looked at Robin in terror, shouting angrily, “You’re a devil!” 

“That’s right, you actually guessed it!” A charming smile spread across Robin’s face. 

The Dragon Dagger in his hand began to scrape bit by bit of bloody flesh off the black–clad assassin’s fingers. 

Every time a slice of flesh and bone chips were cut off, it caused the black–clad assassin to convulse in pain all over his body. 

Such action lasted less than twenty seconds, the assassin in black finally couldn’t hold on: “I said… I said… I’ve said it, just finish me off.” 

Robin gave a cold laugh. “You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!” 

The assassin in black wailed, “I said, we were hired by a mysterious organization. They transferred a commission of 100 million dollars, asking us to enter Londraland to search for an ancient magic weapon.” 

“This ancient magic weapon appeared 21 years ago.” 

“It was said that this ancient magic weapon would appear once every 

years.” 

“20 years ago, it was rumored that this ancient magic weapon was lost around Hallcester.” 

Vapor die lela besuar Wol 

Feshin remembered that on that day, several Valluynnian assassins had old the same thing. 

“What kind of ancient magic weapon?” 

The assassin in black shook his head bitterly, “I… I don’t know. The mysterious organization that contacted us told us that someone would get in touch with us once we arrived in Hallcester. They would tell us then.” 

“Besides these, what else?” Robin asked indifferently. 

The assassin in black lifted his eyes to look at the soldiers of Londraland around him. “Let’s destroy the WSE” 

Everyone in the Warwoll Special Forces was stunned. 

What kind of mysterious organization was this, that they actually wanted to destroy the Warwolf Special Forces?