"Who is that?"
Seeing the figure wielding a knife at the window, Lucan Davenport was somewhat puzzled.
Such precise technique clearly did not belong to an ordinary person.
Could it be that this building harbored hidden masters, other strong fighters?
However, given Julius Reed's strength, having a few helpers by his side was normal.
"Red Widow, the one who almost took out Atlas Leopold before."
Julius Reed replied indifferently.
Although she was no match for him, Red Widow's capabilities were not to be underestimated.
"Is it that crazy woman who stormed the Leopold villa alone with a gun?"
Lucan Davenport raised an eyebrow and said, "She couldn't possibly kill Atlas Leopold. I was in that villa at the time. Even though I wouldn't help the Leopold Family now, back then, if Atlas had been in danger, I definitely would have intervened."
As he spoke, his confidence returned.
On the day Red Widow attacked, he was on the second floor of the Leopold villa.