"I did kill. Forgive me, Mr. Storm. Madam Xiang ordered me to do that." He confessed"Why do you inject them with snake venom when you're done getting the blood you want?" "I only follow commands from my ma'am and nothing at all. Please I'm ready to be in jail for what I've done; just don't kill me." Oliver raised his hand and slapped him fiercely again. "Shut up and answer my questions; you're in no position to tell me what to do." "Now tell me, how did you know there were ladies with O blood types in Boston Hill's that made you go there to kill them?"Lee frowned and shook his head with a reply, "I know nothing about the death of anyone in Boston Hills; I'm always in this city only. My other partner, Dereck, is in Boston Hills; he should be the one responsible then.""How I know those to use depends on my master; she provides the picture of those people we'll kill and bring some of their blood." "Your partner, Dereck, where in Boston Hills is he? And I guess you should have his
Abigail was surprised to see him and tried to call him her son-in-law, but Alex immediately shut her up. She was surprised at how Alex, who used to respect her so much, yelled at her.Zelda frowned, confused as to why Alex had come to their house with police officers.As she stepped forward to ask him what was going on, Alex pulled out a contract from a file he was holding and shoved it towards her. "Read it," he said harshly.Zelda looked at the document and was stunned to see that a contract had been signed with Alex for him to pay her $300,000 hospital bills in exchange for her hand in marriage.A month ago, when Zelda was yet to be operated on after taking in poison, Abigail signed a contract with Alex to sort out the bills and promised to get Zelda married to him, which never happened.Alex turned to the police officers and said, "I want this contract to be legally voided. This was an agreement made under false pretenses.""What nonsense, Alex, when did I sign a contract with yo
Oliver dragged Lee towards the little cottage.Seeing them get closer to the door, a smirk appeared on Lee's face."I pray my Madam is around; you're going to regret this. Death is going to be your option." He murmured lightly under his breath.As they approached the entrance, Lee could sense that his master, Madame Xiang, was waiting for them inside. He felt a sense of familiarity and respect towards her, having been under her tutelage for some time.Despite his chi not recovering, he could still feel the familiar presence of his master, indicating she was inside. Same for Oliver; he had already felt the demonic power that was in the room, also showing Madam Xiang was inside.Oliver immediately pushed open the door when they got closer to it. He was met with a sight that made him shocked. There, standing in front of him, was an old woman who appeared to be in her sixties, with a Chinese-looking face indicating that she was Chinese; her demeanor exuded power beyond her age. Her eyes w
Oliver smirked, his eyes glinting with arrogance. "I'm Oliver, and I'm here to do business," he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "I don't answer to anyone, especially not some old woman who thinks she's in charge."Madam Xiang's face flushed with anger at Oliver's disrespectful tone. "You have made a grave mistake, young man," she said, her voice cold as steel. "No one threatens me or my people and gets away with it. You will leave this place immediately, or you will face the consequences."Oliver scoffed, stepping forward as if to intimidate Madam Xiang. "You think you scare me, old lady?" he taunted. "For the sake of your evil power, you people have killed hundreds to use their blood to increase your power; I'm here to get justice for those people." Xiang's evil laughter erupted throughout the entire cottage after hearing Oliver."Are you here to arrest me?" She asked with a sneer.Oliver shook his head and said,"You've got it wrong; I'm not here as a policeman to arrest yo
Xiang staggered to her feet, her body battered and bruised from Oliver's relentless attack. She looked up at him, rage and frustration burning in her eyes."You think you've won?" she snarled. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."She raised her hands and summoned a surge of demonic chi that crackled around her. But Oliver merely stood there, his arms folded across his chest. The air around him shimmered with power, and Xiang's attack seemed to have no effect on him."You're wasting your energy," Oliver said calmly. "You can't defeat me with your dark chi.""Who are you, and what's the source of your power?" Xiang could not help but ask.Oliver chuckled loudly and said, "You old filthy rag thinks you're worthy enough to know about me?" He replied. "It's my turn now," his voice was quiet but filled with power. "You've caused enough harm. It's time to end this.""What do you mean?" Xiang asked with a frown."I could have killed you in two to three moves. What I've been using was just
The powerful blow hit Lee's chest. As Oliver's fist connected with Lee's chest, there was a sickeningly crisp sound that reverberated through the air. It was the sound of bones breaking, of flesh and cartilage giving way beneath the force of the blow. For a moment, the world seemed to freeze as Lee yelled and collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. As he lay on the ground, his chest heaved with pain, he felt like every breath was a struggle. The blow that Oliver had delivered had been powerful, and it had hit him square in the chest. He could feel the impact reverberating through his body like a shockwave that had left him reeling. His heart was racing, and he could feel his pulse pounding in his ears. He tried to take a deep breath, but it felt like his lungs had been crushed. He gasped for air, but it felt like there was a weight on his chest, making it impossible to breathe. For a moment, he thought he might pass out. But the pain kept h
After Lee had taken his last breath, Oliver picked up the phone he had left on record and stopped it. With the help of a video editor, he successfully blurred his face out of the video and transferred it to Lee's phone, which he had taken from him.When he was about to turn around and leave, he saw one of the rooms in the cottage. He walked towards the door, opened it, and entered.Meanwhile, Zelda stepped into the dimly lit pawn shop, clutching the "Vegetation of Nature" necklace in her hand. She approached the counter, where a balding man with a thick beard was engrossed in a newspaper."Excuse me, sir," she said softly, trying to get his attention. The man glanced up and sized her up, noting the expensive-looking necklace in her hand."I want to sell this," she continued, holding out the necklace for him to inspect.The man's eyes widened in recognition as he took the necklace from her. "Ah, the Vegetation of Nature necklace. This is quite an expensive piece." He murmured Zelda not
In the box lay a yellowed pocket-sized book. The cover was adorned with intricate Chinese characters. Intrigued, he picked it up and studied the writing on the cover. It was in Chinese, a language he couldn't understand. Nevertheless, he felt a strange power emanating from the book.He flipped through some of the pages, but the writing remained incomprehensible to him. Frowning in frustration, he stuffed the book into his pocket and left the cottage, not wanting to waste any more time on something he couldn't decipher.Oliver walked back to where he had packed the car. Getting there, he saw as he had ordered, the men were looking over Marcus as he had ordered them. Seeing Oliver return, they all welcomed him in a respectful tone. Marcus panicked upon seeing Oliver return; his panic grew stronger when he realized Lee wasn't following him.He couldn't help but ask in a shaky voice, "Mr. Storm, where's Lee?"Oliver turned to him, his eyes dark and menacing. He raised his hand and d
As Vespera moved towards the car, she turned back to address her team, her expression steely."Before we head out, clean up these bodies," she instructed, her voice firm. "Make sure there’s no trace left behind. I don’t want any sign of this incident here."One of the guards stepped forward, nodding but looking at the black van parked nearby. "And the vehicle, ma’am? What do we do with it?”Vespera smirked, a hint of dark amusement in her eyes. "We’ll handle that too. Have it rebranded, stripped of any identifiers. Once it’s ready, it’ll be delivered to the local orphanage as a donation. They could use a decent vehicle more than these fools ever could."The guard’s mouth curled into a knowing smile as he nodded. "Understood, ma’am. We’ll get it done."The team moved quickly, setting about their tasks with military precision. Two guards began gathering the bodies, making sure every detail was accounted for, while others turned their attention to wiping down the van and removing any wea
Grimacing with agony, the man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, struggling to endure the searing pain that radiated from his wounded thigh. Each breath was a struggle. With a steely glint in her eyes, Vespera withdrew the gun from the man's lips and aimed it at his knee with chilling precision. Without a moment's hesitation, she pulled the trigger, the deafening boom of the gunshot reverberating through the air as a bullet tore through the man's knee, shattering bone and tissue with brutal force. The man's scream echoed through the night, his body wracked with agony as he collapsed to the ground, his shattered knee rendering him utterly helpless before Vespera's merciless interrogation. "Where's the address?" Vespera demanded once more, her voice cold. Gulping hard, the man's eyes darted nervously as he struggled to compose himself through the haze of pain and fear. Finally, with a shaky breath, he spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "The address... it's..." he
Dear readers I haven't ended it, there'll be chapters soon, due to certain issues haven't been able to continue, would do.
As they continued to discuss their strategy, a sudden sense of unease washed over one of the men. He stiffened, his eyes darting around the van as if searching for an unseen threat."Hey, did you guys see that?" he whispered urgently, his voice laced with alarm.The other men glanced at him, their expressions puzzled. "See what?" one of them asked, his brow furrowing in confusion."I saw something move," the man insisted, his voice rising with panic. "It was like lightning, but I couldn't see anyone.”His words hung in the air, the silence that followed thick with tension. The other men exchanged wary glances, their nerves on edge as they scanned their surroundings for any sign of danger."Maybe you're just imagining things," one of them suggested, trying to quell the rising sense of fear.But the man shook his head adamantly. "No, I'm telling you, something's not right. We need to be on high alert.”"Come on, nothing will happen," one of the men scoffed, trying to quell the rising te
They waited for many hours, the anticipation building as the darkness of evening enveloped the surroundings. Some of the men had even drifted off to sleep inside the van when suddenly, one of them spotted Garcia's car approaching."Hey, Garcia is already coming in, let's get ready," he exclaimed, shaking his comrades awake.With renewed alertness, the men peered out of the van, their eyes fixated on Garcia's car as it pulled up to the entrance. Inside the car, Vespera remained composed, her keen assassin instincts guiding her observations.Seeing a parked car nearby, Vespera assessed the situation with a practiced eye. There were no signs of prolonged parking, indicating that the vehicle was likely there for a specific purpose. With a subtle smile, she continued driving into the estate.As Garcia and Logan disembarked from the car, Vespera stayed behind, maintaining her vigilance. Garcia glanced back at her with a frown, questioning her hesitation."Why are you standing there, Vespera
Oliver's expression was stern as he listened to Arshad's fear-filled plea. He knew that Arshad had brought this predicament upon himself by attempting to carry out the contract on his life. When Arshad spoke of his fear for his life, Oliver's response was cold and pragmatic."Protecting yourself is up to you and not me," he said, his tone firm and unyielding. "You got yourself into useless problems, and now you must find a way out. Don't expect me to protect you. You have your own men; use them to find a solution.”With those words, Oliver ended the call abruptly, hanging up the phone. As Oliver hung up the phone, Zelda looked at him with concern in her eyes. "Hubby, is everything alright? Anything wrong?" she asked, sensing that the call might have been troubling.Oliver smiled warmly at her, his features softening. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, a gesture meant to reassure her. "Don't worry, everything is fine," he said, his tone calm and soothing. "Just a mi
Mentioning Oliver brought a flood of memories rushing back to Logan's mind—nights spent together, whispered conversations, and shared moments of intimacy. A bittersweet smile tugged at her lips as she pondered the complexities of their relationship."How I wished I could have carried the children of such a great man," Logan sighed softly, her thoughts drifting to what could have been. "But it didn't work out that way.”After she was done dressing, Logan descended the stairs and entered the living room, where Garcia Storm awaited her, seated elegantly on the sofa.Upon seeing Logan, Garcia rose with a warm smile, her eyes brightening at the sight of her companion. "How are you, my dear?" she inquired, her concern evident in her gentle tone.Logan nodded respectfully. "I'm fine, ma'am," she replied. "Have you taken your medications?”Garcia nodded affirmatively. "Of course, I have," she chuckled softly. "You would not let me rest if I didn't, so I always do."Taking Garcia's hands in he
He paused, locking eyes with Lauren as he continued, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. "Listen, Detective. No man born of a woman, no minor deity existing on this earth, has the power to stand in front of Oliver Storm for even a minute. The bullet that can kill me hasn't been manufactured, and the weapon that can harm me hasn't been forged.”Oliver's gaze pierced through Lauren, his voice resonating with a chilling authority as he continued his proclamation of dominance."I am the harbinger of destruction, the architect of fate," he declared, his words carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "I am the tempest unleashed, the unyielding force that bends the very fabric of reality to my will.”A sense of awe washed over those present, their breath caught in their throats as they bore witness to Oliver's unbridled power. In his presence, they felt small and insignificant, mere mortals standing before a titan among men.Oliver's eyes bore into Lauren's, a glint of unde
As Lauren reached out to touch Oliver, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation, she could feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The tension in the air was palpable as she made contact with him.Suddenly, a jolt shot through her body like an electric shock, causing her to gasp in pain. Ahhh!” Her muscles tensed, and she let out a loud scream as the force threw her backward with incredible strength.The sensation was overwhelming, as if a powerful energy had enveloped her, lifting her off her feet throwing her through the air. The impact was brutal as she collided with one of the tables at the back, shattering it into pieces upon impact.Pain radiated through her body as she lay amidst the wreckage, dazed and disoriented."Wow!" Sophia clapped, breaking the stunned silence that had settled over the place. Lauren was the one who touched Oliver, yet she was the affected one. Everyone, including Geronimo, was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. Oliver, however,