Chapter 0255

As the story unfolded, time marched relentlessly on.

Outside Jackman’s Pharma, Matthew lay in a pool of his own blood. The gashes from Alexander’s

lethal cash

no longer bled, but his breaths were shallow and desperate.

Nearby, one of his four bodyguards was down to his last breaths too, his head a gruesome mess from

Alexander’s handiwork, flies buzzing in a frenzy that sent shivers down his spine.

“Kid, you…” Despite his fading strength, Matthew’s glare was murderous. “Don’t get cocky. My big

brother is on his way, and he’s a beast. Ranked eighty-three in the Chart of Fighters, he’ll take you out

with ease!

“To insult the Jackman family is to sign your death warrant. Even if you’re tough as nails, you’re a dead

man walking!”

Alexander stood a stone’s throw away indifferently, and he looked at Matthew like he was already a

goner.

To the average Joe, Matthew was untouchable royalty, the Jackman family’s golden boy. To Alexander,

the War Temple’s top dog, he was just another bug to squash.

The screech of tires ripped through the silence.

A sleek Maserati skidded to a halt in the plaza, and out stepped a smirking Leandro in his fancy Croc

shoes. He sauntered over.

Each step was measured, a perfect rhythm. He walked like a man charging up for battle, his presence

alone

enough to make even the toughest fighters think twice.

not to be messed

Matthew’s eyes sparkled with hope as he watched his savior

Alexander with a wild look in his eyes, screaming, “Don’t bother talking, just kill

had the

to hurt me like this, to insult the Jackman family, he’s

even bother to look at his disgrace of a brother.

“So you’re the one stirring up

as he calmly

Compensation?

my time

the smirk growing

been ages since I’ve had to lift a

the peak of energy transformation… Ha, the thought of taking

to admit, it’s kind

slow breath, shaking his head with a wry smile.

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had gone ghostly white, shaking like a

Leandro’s

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

“Let’s just drop it, okay?

drag you into our village

up north…

of

he tried to pull Alexander away, aiming to

Alex? Amber?

eyes lighting up with

the

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

if his feet were planted in the earth, unyielding

he smiled and said, “So you knew it was me.

it’s you, that

knuckles popping loudly as a

surged

fingertips. “I was going to have a little talk with Amber,

Chesire

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