Chapter 409: + - 409+
Nikolai moved purely on instinct but he still wasn’t quick enough, the weapon directed at him cutting him right below his eye, barely missing his left eye.
He jumped back but his attacker didn’t give him a chance to recover, diving right after him. His back hit the ground hard and with steel eyes, he caught the wrist that held the knife above him, noting how thin it was, it felt like he could snap it with a simple flick of his wrist.
Despite how frail that wrist felt, there was an iron-like strength behind it and he was once again in danger of losing an eye, the knife was pointed directly at his head with barely a few inches of clearance.
He could only feel the blood running down his face but not the pain from the deep gash that showed bone, his other hand restraining his attacker’s other hand, locking them in a stalemate.
Nikolai finally got the chance to look at who it was, he had been expecting a delivery but why was the delivery person attacking him?
There was a faint smile on his face as he twisted the hand that held the knife, the weapon clattering to the ground a short distance from them - it wasn’t often there was a person who went through so much trouble to kill him.
Angelo’s expression was calm despite his plan falling apart as soon as he got in, he knew that Silvia had been too optimistic, there was no way he would be able to take Mafia King Nikolai in one shot, even if the Mafia King was caught off guard.
He twisted out of the Alpha’s grip, letting loose sharp needles with perfect precision as he did.
Nikolai’s expression darkened, he had been tackled to the ground, so he was at a disadvantage. He rolled to the side and surged to his feet, going on the offensive this time.