Newton had settled into his study room on Sunday afternoon when a thought suddenly crossed his mind.He remembered he had made a promise to Kira that they would spend time together on the top floor. Newton closed his books and made his way up the grand staircase, anticipating the unique training session that awaited him.As he reached the top floor, he found Kira waiting patiently at the far end of the room. Dressed in her usual tank top and black leggings, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a mischievous smile played on her lips. She drew two swords from the scabbards hung on the wall and moved toward Newton.As Kira approached, Newton noticed that Kira was smiling broadly and not wearing her usually serious face. He wondered what had caused the change in her demeanor. With an expansive smile, Newton extended his hand to retrieve a sword offered by Kira. However, Kira, misunderstanding his gesture, opened her arms and enveloped Newton in a tender embrace.Newton found himself in
Kira effortlessly evaded and parried several of Newton's attacks. Some of them she didn't even bother to dodge because his wild swings caused them to miss their mark. Suddenly, displaying remarkable agility, she swiftly swept Newton off his feet, causing him to fall onto his back, landing on the ground.As Newton glanced upward, he found Kira standing over him, wearing a wide grin on her face. Overwhelmed by anger triggered by her mischievous expression, he clenched his teeth tightly and promptly rose to his feet, determined to retaliate. However, before he could regain his composure, Kira swiftly swept him back down to the ground.Kira positioned herself and observed as Newton rose to his feet, catching him off guard when she unexpectedly dropped her sword. Signaling him with a gesture, she challenged, "Come at me."Newton found himself in a dilemma, unsure of the best course of action. Should he follow suit and discard his own weapon, engaging in a bare-fisted fight, or accept the c
As the class drew to a close, it transitioned into a session dedicated to revising the topics covered since the beginning of the semester. Newton occupied his regular seat in the middle row, situated at the last column to the left. Alongside him were his classmates Robert and Allison.Although the formal instruction had ended, many students remained in the classroom, engaging in collaborative learning and organizing study groups. Some were engrossed in reading materials, others sought out additional study resources, and a few engaged in friendly conversations. Among the lively discussions, Tonya and Emily could be seen chatting loudlyAfter a lengthy period of aimless and unproductive conversations, Tonya and Emily decided to disrupt Allison's study session with Newton. With malicious intent, they approached the desk where Newton, Allison, and Robert were engaged in learning.Tonya let out a snort, her disdain evident. "What could this 'broke boy' possibly teach you, Allison, that you
"Grinch, please join me in the living room," Newton instructed Grinch over the phone.In less than a minute, Grinch appeared, responding swiftly to Newton's call. Newton placed a black bag on the table, containing the items provided by Willis. "These are the tools we'll use to access the secured door," he explained, presenting the contents to Grinch. He then handed the modified phone to Willis, saying, "Once Zach touches the screen of this phone, his fingerprint pattern will be transmitted to this device here," pointing to a small device on the table.Grinch was taken aback by the advanced technology before him. He had only ever imagined using such sophisticated gadgets, but now he was faced with their reality and the task of utilizing them at the restaurant. "Just how skilled is this Willis, anyway?" he asked, still marveling at Willis's impressive abilities.Newton brought Grinch's attention back to the task at hand. "In addition to capturing the fingerprint, this phone will also an
Grinch, speaking in a hushed tone, expressed his satisfaction with their decision to take the job at the restaurant. "Indeed, these are the faces of our enemies," he remarked, acknowledging the importance of their presence in gaining a clearer understanding of their adversaries. "I'm glad we accepted this assignment. It allows us to observe them closely," he added, reaffirming their shared sentiment.Newton and Grinch entered the restaurant, scanning the area for an available table. Upon finding one at the back, they navigated their way toward it and took their seats."It seems like we'll have to postpone accessing that door for now," Newton remarked, a tinge of disappointment evident in his voice. "Nevertheless, encountering that woman today has shed some light on our situation," he added.Grinch nodded in agreement, picking up the menu and making his selection before passing it to Newton for his turn to choose. The waiter arrived at their table, carrying a tray with their food. New
Newton's sprawling estate hummed with activity as five Maserati Levantes occupied the central space, their engines purring. Men in crisp white suits and sunglasses moved around, diligently attending to their assigned duties, ensuring meticulous preparation for the impending task.Emerging from the grand entrance of his mansion, Newton positioned himself on the staircase. Clad in a pristine white shirt, sleek black pants, and stylish white shoes, he epitomized a perfect blend of elegance and power.By his side, Grinch stood, resplendent in a white suit and sporting dark shades, his grip firm on the handle of an M4 assault rifle, while a radio was discreetly concealed behind his ear.Imbibing the invigorating breeze, Grinch drew a deep breath, relishing the anticipation of imminent action. "It's been far too long since we've had some real excitement," he remarked, his voice filled with longing. Newton, catching sight of Grinch at his side, turned his head and nodded in agreement, a shar
Arturo extended his hand towards Newton, his warm smile contrasting with his peculiar eyes. As Newton shook Arturo's hand, he couldn't help but feel a penetrating gaze, as if Arturo was peering into the depths of his soul with his milky, soulless eyes.Grinch remained on edge, his gun still raised and aimed at Arturo, his distrust evident in his stance.Arturo maintained his smile, though his eyes lacked the same warmth. "Ah, Mr. Norton. We are here for business, are we not? We don't have to start by pointing dangerous objects at each other, don't you think?" He then shifted his attention to Grinch, a smile still present on his face, though his eyes appeared directionless. "You certainly have a fighting spirit, don't you?"Newton exchanged a glance with Grinch, silently signaling him to lower his aim. Arturo's smile remained intact as he spoke again."Thank you, Mr. Norton. I believe we share common ground, and I anticipate further collaborations with you."Newton reciprocated his smil
Grinch focused intently on the road ahead, his grip firm on the steering wheel as he navigated through the bustling city streets. The five Maserati Levantes glided into the hospital compound, their sleek design and powerful engines commanding attention. Passers-by stopped in their tracks, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected arrival of such luxurious vehicles in a medical facility. Whispers filled the air as rumors circulated among the onlookers, speculating about the identity of the person who required urgent medical attention.Newton wasted no time as he stepped out of the car, his commanding presence drawing the attention of those nearby. He swiftly moved towards the hospital entrance, three members of the Angel mob trailing closely behind himAs they entered the hospital, the scene caused a stir among the staff and patients alike. Nurses and doctors paused in their duties, their attention captured by the arrival of the high-profile convoy. It was evident that someone of sig