My Formidable Husband
Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Poker Cards As Weapons

As soon as Christopher finished, the hitmen of Skywind Gale couldn't help but gaze at him.

None of them had thought that Malcolm's sidekick would be that outrageous.

They initially froze but soon roared with laughter, thinking they had met a fool.

Is the young man kidding? They are up against dozens of us with knives. They will undoubtedly die even if we randomly swing our knives!

How dare the young man ask us to kneel and beg for forgiveness! Shouldn't they kneel before us instead?

Besides, all of us are battle-hardened warriors! How can the two of them ever fight against us?

"I'm surprised, young man. What makes you think you can ask us to kneel? How audacious!" Stanford sneered, an evil expression on his face. Deep down, he believed the two pathetic men would meet their creator soon.

However, they didn't know that at the same time, Christopher saw them as corpses.

"Well, it's because I'm capable of killing all of you," Christopher said solemnly.

Stanford's jaws nearly dropped when he heard the bold response.

Stanford's lackeys, on the other hand, were infuriated after Christopher finished. They had expected Christopher to kneel before them instead of spewing nonsense. "Such arrogance! Stanford, why are we wasting time? Just kill them and send them to hell!"

What is happening? How dare he threaten us now? Is he tired of living?

Overwhelmed with anger, Stanford shouted, "You must have a death wish! I'll let you know how stupid you are for talking nonsense. Guys, get them now! Kill Malcolm and the insolent fool!" "There's no need for that because you guys won't have the chance."

The next moment, a deck of poker cards appeared in Christopher's hand. It was only until now that Malcolm realized Christopher had taken the cards from his car.

"Pfft! Hahaha, it's my first time seeing someone kill others with poker cards! Do you think you're filming a movie?"

"Exactly. I thought you were going to draw a gun!"

Stanford and his lackeys made fun of Christopher's action. Even Malcolm was stunned.

Why did Christopher take out the poker cards from my car?

Just as everyone was in absolute hysterics, there were a few whooshes of air as the cards flew toward them like daggers.

The cards exuded great power under the beams of headlights.

Slice!

One after another, the cards pierced into their bodies.

To the General and the God of War, anything could be used as a weapon.

That was the reason people regarded him as the Underlord!

At that moment, all Stanford and his lackeys could feel was excruciating pain. As they lowered their heads, they saw that many poker cards were pierced deeply into their bodies and fresh blood was gushing out like a river.

An absolute silence descended on the road.