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Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 35 A Game Of Death
''This bitch just drove me into a corner.'' Jay slammed the door to his inner quarters, his eyes wondering around, not fixed on any direction particularly.Grabbing a whiskey, he swirled the champagne glass for a brief moment before gulping its content in one go.Burrh… he burped, wiping the corner of his lips as he walked towards his personal computer adjacent to his bed.His fingers did some acrobatic movements as he input some command's before smashing the enter button with attitude.He may not look like it, but he knew one or two things as a wannabe IT specialist. Jay knew that if he hadn't squandered his life on women, drugs and hangouts, he probably would've made a good hacker.But duh, why stress himself when he could enjoy daddy's money. His father was the States president after all. Influence, fame, wealth, status? He had it all.'Tsk, just as expected, the fucking weirdo can't be traced, at least not with my level of expertise.'' Jay clicked his tongue, slamming the PC shut
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 36 Kill Him
If Austin faced this kind of opposition outside, maybe he would've taken a different approach. However, someone dared to question his authority in his own fort? That was a blasphemy he couldn't overlook.Obviously, the cadaveric aura that enveloped the room wasn't coming from Austin. He was just someone merely at the third stage of Qi cultivation. The aura was coming from a hidden existence lurking in the shadows, the sole reason Austin acted brazenly.Do they really think that father would not make a provision for this? Tsk.''Kill him.'' Austin pointed at the man in the middle who spoke first, and then it happened…No one knew where the giant, silver sword came from, it suddenly ripped through space, shattering the dim light sources, leaving the room in darkness.''Argh''The wail of a dying prey echoed in everyone's mind, sending a freezing glint down their spines. Everyone felt their soul freeze, subjected in total darkness, with someone nearby groaning weakly as they walked close
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 37 The Raid Began
Austin watched the sniper man beside him, who glued his eyes on the eyepiece of his gun. They stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, several miles from where the Harl group based.They weren't the only one present, two groups of three men flanked Austin and the sniper man at each side, everyone's muscle ready to spring into motion.This was the farthest they could move closer to the Harl group headquarters. Anything closer and they would enter the perimeter of their radar.The silver radiance of the full moon fell on the men in black suits, the starry night cascading the surrounding with brilliance and shrouded mystery.It was past midnight, subjecting every corner into a grave silence. If one's pin fell on the floor, they would be able to hear its echoes.''The first team are in position.'' A voice spoke into the receiver in Austin's hand. ''Good.'' Austin nodded.“The second team should move twenty metres at two o'clock.'' Another voice overlapped the first one as they both execute
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 38 Freeze
Warm, red liquid splattered on Austin's face, his eyes widening in horror as he watched two men killed in one move.They didn't even have the chance to retaliate or defend themselves. The attack was so swift that almost everyone present could barely follow it. All they saw was a blurry line before blood washed their faces.“S-sixth stage.'' James stammered, subconsciously taking a few steps back.Everyone came to a pause, their gazes fixated on their single opponent, who stood before them with an overwhelming presence that threatened to swallow them in despair.Her black hair fell on her shoulders, and her icy blue eyes gazed in Austin's direction. Her tight fitted black top accentuated her curves, similar to her black pants which hugged her thighs in a close embrace.“Target found,'' the assailant whispered.Hearing this, Austin felt his stomach churn as a foreboding feeling close on him from all angles. Just as he decided to take a few steps back and flee, his heart skipped, shocked
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 39 Battle
The attacker dashed forward, arriving before James almost instantly as she struck with her fist, aiming for his head. James body trembled as he side stepped, barely evading the blow an inch. The cold wind that the blow carried brushed against his face like the fury of midwinter.Before James could relax though, a roundhouse kick aimed at his chest which be quickly blocked by crossing his arms to shield his chest.Kreak!He heard the sound of bones cracking, which made him wince in pain as he flew backwards like a kite.Before the attacker could engage further, a lady at the fifth stage crossed her path, aiming for her heart with her clawed shaped fingers. “Insolence.'' the lady at the sixth stage harrumphed, slapping away the attack away.Leaping forward, she rammed her body against her opponent, who let out a grunt as blood trickled down her mouth. Yet, she didn't miss the opportunity of being in a close contact to retaliate with her own attack.With her fingers morphing into a cla
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 40 Arrested
A bestial instinct took over Austin as he bent backwards like an inverted L. A sharp breeze whistled above him as the bullet cut through space, hitting the broken door behind him.Austin's eyes narrowed with caution as he quickly flipped to the side. Gunshots rang in the air as he rolled behind a wall.Soon enough, the wall began to tremble as debris fell from its remnants. Austin had no arm on him, and he had to depend on his fists to escape this hurdle.Unfortunately for him, the gunman kept firing while nearing his position.“Come see grandpa you pussy washer.'' The man laughed maniacally, making Austin's skin crawl with disgust and apprehension.'Fine.' Austin sighed as he waited for the man to enter his perimeter.Grabbing a big brick, he awaited his predator, or perhaps his prey? Time kept ticking and the sound of gunshots didn't stop, and neither had the fierce battle from behind Austin stopped.“Haha see ya.'' The man roared, a large, dirty grin etched on his scarred face. Au
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 41 A Painless End?
''W-what are you talking about?'' Sarah took two steps backwards, her eyes sweeping the three police officers.“Ma'am, we have the warrant for your arrest, and anything you say here shall be used as evidence against you at the court.'' The officer to the left revealed a piece of document containing the arrest warrant.“Officers, we can always settle this amicably, it's me… don't you know who I am?“ Sarah's voice softened, fear and worries harboured in her tone.“Madam, we're being respectful, please cooperate before the press barge in.'' The officer in the middle frowned, his voice growing stern.“Dammit.'' Sarah clenched her fist, biting his lips to the point of bleeding.Dropping her shoulders in defeat, she glared at the corps and her secretary before taking a step forward. Albeit too slow.“You're also coming with us.'' The third corp looked in the secretary's direction.“Sorry?“ She rolled her eyes, her mouth wide ajar.“We also have a warrant for your arrest, please…'' The third
Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord 42 Killing Her
Boom!Austin tumbled on the ground, his face bruising against the hard shards of glass and metals. “Dammit.” He spat out the blood that gathered in his mouth as more trickled all over his face.Behind him, the lady at the sixth stage of cultivation also rolled on the ground like a broken doll, and she looked even more pathetic than Austin.“Sh-shit.“ Her face darkened, after being hit by the shockwave from a moment ago.Several seconds earlier, she had caught up with Austin a bit in a dishevelled state after taking care of her obstacles. She was just a few centimetre from killing Austin when the shockwave came from nowhere.Austin, who still lay on the ground, glanced back. His eyes wandering in different directions as he tried to ascertain the source of the perilous shockwave.However, he didn't have to stress his head too much as the answer soon revealed itself.A suffocating presence that felt like the arrival of lord death enveloped the entire surrounding, including Austin and th
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100 Gone
The room was heavy with tension. The air thick, as if the walls themselves could sense the finality of what was about to unfold. Austin stood at the center of the secret basement, his sharp eyes scanning the faces of the people who had stood by him, helped him build this empire. The Blake family Elders, Senator Hayes, Farhan, and the others—his closest allies—were all gathered, eyes filled with something more than just respect.It was the weight of a journey, a history, and an unspoken understanding that this chapter was closing."Well, it’s time," Austin said, his voice calm but edged with determination. His words hung in the air for a moment before they sank into the hearts of those around him. Farhan stood beside him, arms crossed, his usual bravado replaced with a quiet, contemplative air. The years had changed them both. They had grown older, more thoughtful, more burdened by the responsibilities they’d carried for so long. Yet their connection remained unshaken. The bond of
99 Old Buddies
The whiskey glass in Austin's hand was half empty, the amber liquid swirling around as he tapped his fingers lightly against the rim. His mind, sharp as ever, wasn't focused on the business of the day. Instead, it was on the conversation that had been simmering in his mind for weeks now. Across from him sat Farhan Maleq and James, two of the few men who had stuck by him through thick and thin, who had seen him rise and fall, and now, who were part of the very foundation he had built. They weren’t just allies anymore; they were family.Farhan leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on Austin. The years had changed him, just as they had changed Austin, but there was a familiarity in the air. It was the kind of silence you could only share with people who had seen you at your worst and still stuck around. The weight of the world they’d carried together was too much for just words to explain.James, ever the quiet one, was staring into his glass, eyes unfocused but filled with a k
98 New Lives
The room buzzed with quiet murmurs and soft laughter, a stark contrast to the bloody chaos of just a few years ago. The grand hall of the Blake estate was draped in gold and white, the colors of celebration and unity. Every corner of the room radiated opulence, a testament to the new world order that Austin had built with his iron will. Emma sat in an intricately carved chair at the center of the stage, her face glowing with a mixture of pride and exhaustion. The twins lay in her arms, swaddled in soft fabrics that probably cost more than the average person’s yearly salary. Austin stood next to her, his towering frame exuding authority even as his gaze softened every time it flickered to the babies. The crowd of global elites, Mafia heads, and influential dignitaries stood below, glasses raised in celebration. Farhan, representing the El Maleq, stepped forward to speak. “To the future of our world,” he began, his voice smooth and commanding. “And to the two children who symbol
97 A New World
Austin sat at the head of the table, his presence alone silencing the murmurs that rippled through the room. Representatives from the El Maleq family, the Shadow Council, and other former Mafia factions filled the massive conference hall. Farhan stood to his right, his gaze sharp and unreadable, while Senator Hayes leaned back in his chair, his face set in an expression of calm calculation. "This isn’t a negotiation," Austin said, his voice low but carrying. "This is a reality check. The days of fractured territories and petty rivalries are over. From now on, the Blake family is at the center, and I lead the world. Anyone who can’t live with that is free to leave—preferably without causing a scene." Farhan smirked slightly, but his eyes scanned the room for any signs of dissent. The silence was heavy, the weight of Austin’s words pressing down on everyone present. Senator Hayes finally spoke, his voice measured. "No one’s questioning your power, Austin. But centralizing everyth
96 Dealing With Aftermath
Austin sat at the edge of a conference table in the Blake family’s main office. The room was packed with faces that wore varying levels of exhaustion and wariness, but none could deny the determination etched into their features. Farhan leaned back in his chair, flipping a pen between his fingers, while Emma sat opposite Austin, scanning through a list of proposed actions. “The loot from the war,” Emma began, her tone sharp and deliberate, “is more than enough to compensate every major city affected by the fighting. But if we’re not careful, this could spiral into another power struggle.” Austin exhaled slowly, his hands resting on the table. “No more power struggles,” he said firmly. “We’ve had enough bloodshed. The loot is going to rebuild, educate, and unite. Anyone who tries to hoard it or weaponize it is going to wish they hadn’t.” Farhan chuckled, though there was no humor in it. “You’re asking wolves to stop hunting, mate. They’ll need more than a warning.” “They’ll ge
95 Revolutionary
The war was over, but the silence it left in its wake was deafening. Cities that had been battlegrounds now bore the scars of Austin’s conquest: shattered buildings, scorched earth, and a populace weary of the bloodshed. Yet amidst the rubble, a new world was being forged. Austin had no intention of letting the old order crawl back from the ashes. The grand hall of the Blake family’s headquarters buzzed with activity. Delegates from the former Mafia factions sat stiffly around the long table, their postures wary. Some still bore the bruises and cuts from their recent battles, their pride as battered as their bodies. Austin entered without ceremony, his presence demanding silence. Dressed in a sharp black suit, his gaze swept over the room. He didn’t need to speak for the tension to settle like a weight on everyone’s shoulders. “We’ve spent decades clawing at each other’s throats,” he began, his voice sharp, cutting through the room. “For what? Territory? Power? Pride? And where
94 Above the Ninth Stage
Austin moved through the battlefield like a force of nature, his movements precise and terrifying. His fists cracked the air with raw power, sending shockwaves that obliterated anything in their path. The thirteen ninth-stage cultivators encircled him, their Qi radiating like a blazing inferno, but there was no fear in his eyes. Only rage. The ground beneath his feet split apart as he surged forward, faster than their eyes could follow. His first strike hit the closest cultivator square in the chest. Bones shattered audibly, the man’s body folding in on itself before he was hurled across the field like a broken doll. The others hesitated for only a second before launching their counterattack. Qi blasts illuminated the battlefield, the air heavy with energy so potent it made the surrounding soldiers—cultivators and non-cultivators alike—falter. But Austin didn’t flinch. ---“Come on!” he roared, his voice booming like thunder. His figure blurred as he leapt into the fray, weaving
93 Revelation
The hospital room was deathly quiet. The faint hum of machines barely masked the steady tick of the wall clock. Lady Katerina lay on the hospital bed, her face pale but serene. The bandages on her chest hid the severity of the wound, but Austin knew better. He stood at her bedside, his broad shoulders rigid, hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You asked to see me,” he said, his voice low, rough. He didn’t look at her face; he couldn’t. The woman who had been a pillar of strength for the Blake family now looked so fragile, her breaths shallow and strained. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her lips curved in a faint smile. “It’s time.” “Don’t say that,” he snapped, his tone harsher than intended. He turned to her finally, his eyes blazing with frustration and something deeper. “You’ll pull through. You always do.” Katerina’s smile widened, though it cost her. The pain etched in her features was evident. “Always so stubborn, Austin. But this... this is differ
92 Ambush
The battlefield was finally quiet, save for the groans of the wounded and the distant crackle of dying Qi flames. Victory hung heavy in the air, bitter and costly. Austin stood among the carnage, his blade still in hand, blood dripping onto the scorched earth. His chest heaved as he looked around, the faces of his allies weary but triumphant.“We did it,” Farhan said, his voice cutting through the haze. He clutched his side, blood seeping between his fingers, but his grin was defiant. “They’re finished. Their ninth-stage are gone. We’ve crushed them.”Austin nodded, his jaw tight. “This was just the beginning.”The words barely left his mouth when a piercing scream shattered the fragile calm. His head snapped toward the source, his heart dropping into his stomach. It was Katerina.---Lady Katerina stood at the command post, her focus on relaying orders to secure the retreating enemy lines. She barely saw the shadow until it was too late. A sharp pain exploded in her chest, and she st
