What’s wrong? Where did your arrogance go? Oops, two of your friends are dead, huh? Bet you’re happy now. Come on, laugh.

The intruders were unlucky. Body toning was split into different stages, and just when they were about to kill the lads, Thomas had just finished one round of toning and noticed what was going outside.

Thomas was plopped on the couch in the lounge, huffing and puffing. His body was covered in scabs. That was the price he had to pay to raise his power in a short time.

He would have liked to kill all four of them right away, but he couldn’t, at least not at the moment. He was in a weakened state. Even holding up his gun took a lot of strength. Otherwise, he would’ve gone out and killed all four intruders instead of hiding in the villa.

Two minutes later, Thomas regained barely enough strength to move. He found a piece of paper, wrote down a formula on it, and tossed it out. “Sean, William, brew the medicine according to this formula and drink everything. It’ll help with recovery.”

“Thank you, Thomas.”

Thomas went back to his room silently, preparing for the next round of body toning. He thought it was a stroke of luck just now that he managed to save his friends. He finished his body toning in time, or his friends would’ve been killed too. After his friends were killed, the intruders would come after him. Thomas knew full well that he was their real target.

they inhaled sharply. Samuel and John charged right to the villa’s entrance where they saw their grandsons.

Grandpa. Just prepare the things listed on this

Samuel took the paper and told his men to buy the

asked, “What on earth

now, all thanks

even stepping out of the door? And one of the shots he fired blew off a killer’s

with shock, and he was in a stupor. If Samuel is right about Thomas gaining incredible power once his training is done, then he’d be a monster. He’d be

burial. Whenever he looked at the corpses, he

your men to my turf, you old monsters? Just you

his friend’s shoulder. “Alright, calm down.

the Morton Family, so of course John was angry. The old monsters might be powerful, but they were not invincible. John trusted Thomas. Just as Thomas promised, the old

be laughed at,

walked around, observing the traces of the battle, and they shook

fighters, the intruders. What I don’t understand is how someone like them could

trained their body enough, they wouldn’t fear bullets. The more powerful someone was, the

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