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 with, Leandro

bro!” Matthew’s eyes sparkled with hope as he watched his savior stride

wild look in his eyes, screaming, “Don’t bother talking,

had the

me like this, to insult the Jackman family, he’s got to pay with his

bother to look at his disgrace of a brother. He stopped a few yards away

“So you’re the one stirring up trouble at the drug

impassive as

Compensation?

don’t waste my time on

growing more pronounced. “Ever since I made the

I’ve had to lift a finger. You must be pretty skilled to hurt people

the peak of energy transformation… Ha,

to

breath, shaking his head

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had gone ghostly white, shaking like a leaf

Leandro’s

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

just drop it, okay? We’ll head back to

drag you into our village mess

up north…

of our

he tried to pull Alexander away, aiming to retreat to the

Alex? Amber?

up, his eyes lighting up with recognition.

the

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

planted

said, “So you knew it was me.

if it’s you, that makes

popping loudly as a visible swirl

surged

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

Chesire

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