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.

messed with, Leandro

hope as he watched his

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

had the

this, to insult the Jackman family,

did not even bother to look at his disgrace

sinister smirk. “So you’re the one stirring up

face remained impassive as he calmly stated,

Compensation?

my

his wrist, the smirk growing more pronounced. “Ever since I made

had to lift a finger. You must be pretty skilled to

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

got to

out a slow breath, shaking

+15 BONOS

had gone ghostly white, shaking like

Leandro’s

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

arm, quivering. “Let’s just drop it, okay? We’ll head back to the village.

to Amber, and we won’t drag you into our village mess anymore. The

up north…

of our

away, aiming

Alex? Amber?

eyes lighting up with recognition. “Oh! So you’re the guy Amber

the

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

his feet were planted in

he smiled and said, “So you knew

you,

hands together, his knuckles popping

surged

a little talk with

Chesire

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