Rubin in his usual grandiose manner, exclaimed: "Oh heavens, my God, surely the Lord has great favor for Young Master Reynolds. Who knew Young Master Reynolds was such a legal expert? You truly surprise me.”His exaggerated tone echoed through the meeting room, causing Abraham to pause and reflect.The latest additional interpretation? Practical application standards?What on earth was all that?The beast inside Abraham roared in frustration, unable to decipher what Alexander was talking about.One of his lawyers started searching on his phone. Moments later, with a pained expression, he handed the phone to Abraham.“Here’s the latest additional interpretation and the practical application standards issued last night. We were too busy to read this part last night.”Abraham quickly grabbed the phone, scanned the contents on the screen, and then looked as if he’d been struck by lightning.“Damn it! Why didn’t you notice this last night? All the preparations have been for nothing!” Abrah
Although Christian wasn’t part of the Dragon Sect, having a master in the Dragon Sect was enough for Kameron. Even if Christian couldn’t handle Alexander, wasn’t there still his master?"May I ask who the master of the Dragon Leader is?" Kameron asked."The name of my master—telling you wouldn’t help, you wouldn’t know him. My grandmaster in the Dragon Sect is the Eighth Dragon King, known within the Dragon Sect as Mr. Joaquin."Christian spoke proudly.This year, with this connection, Christian had made quite a bit of money in business, and he was genuinely regarded as Joaquin’s disciple.Moreover, his move to settle in the city was because Christian had caught wind of some information—he knew Joaquin was planning to deal with some punk in Golden Harbor. Christian had been thinking about how he could assist Joaquin, hoping to stay close to Joaquin’s favor.Kameron gestured to the old butler, who handed over a set of documents to Christian."This is information on the person you’re to
Romina quickly moved to Jamel’s side, nudging him lightly: “Why are you just standing there? Isn’t it trendy abroad to greet people with kisses on the hand or cheek, or even a hug? Hurry up and greet Eleanor.”Jamel snapped back to reality and walked over to Eleanor, smiling. Just as he extended his arms to hug her, Alexander stepped in front of her.“Keep your little greetings to yourself. My wife was just a high school classmate to you. She doesn’t even remember your name. A handshake isn’t necessary.” Alexander smiled as he spoke.Jamel’s brow furrowed, his eyes blazing as he looked Alexander up and down
Jamel's face turned cold as he stared at Carl's lifeless body: “Linus, kill him!" he ordered icily."This..." Linus hesitated briefly, but then nodded slowly: “Yes!"Linus understood Jamel's status well and knew that disobeying him was not an option."You’re strong, killing Carl with such ease was beyond my expectations. But I’m stronger than Carl, because I have the Vajra bloodline!"Linus raised his arms, and his already muscular frame swelled instantly. His outer shirt tore apart with a loud ripping sound, revealing rock-hard muscles that bulged all over his body.With the power of the Vajra bloodline, Linus’s strength could increase three to five times in an instant, and his resilience was significantly heightened.Linus had once used his Vajra bloodline to storm the heavily guarded residence of a gang leader, surviving over ten gunshot wounds and still managing to kill the gang leader and his bodyguards with ease.His extraordinary defense, impervious even to bullets, had saved h
Thud! Linus’s massive frame crumpled to the ground, motionless save for his labored breathing. His wide-open eyes reflected his undying disbelief.Though his bloodline granted him remarkable resilience, Linus was utterly incapacitated. Even twitching a finger was beyond him now. He lay there, lifeless in all but the technical sense.Jamel’s heart froze. Throughout the fight, he hadn’t managed a single opportunity to act. Watching Linus fall so effortlessly, Jamel realized that even if he pushed his body to its limits, he stood no chance against Alexander.How could Alexander be this powerful? Was it even possible for anyone to surpass genetically modified humans like himself?Jamel screamed internally. Slowly, he began to back away, putting distance between himself and Alexander.“What’s wrong? Already too scared to make a move?” Alexander asked with a faint smile.Jamel glanced toward a nearby window, regaining a sliver of composure. All he needed was an escape route: “Who... who are
The first gunshot triggered a domino effect. Soon, over twenty rifles unleashed a torrent of bullets toward Jamel.Lying sprawled on the ground, Jamel cursed inwardly, feeling as though thousands of horses were trampling his chest.Without hesitation, he rolled to the side and scrambled back toward the villa for cover.Faced with the relentless hail of bullets, even Jamel’s genetically enhanced body wasn’t enough to quell his fear. He didn’t dare attempt a direct confrontation.Jamel lacked Rubin's defensive capabilities and certainly didn't have the muscle mass to stop a bullet.Bang! Bang!Although Jamel reacted quickly, a few bullets still hit him, and the intense pain slowed his movements.Panicked and desperate, Jamel scrambled toward the wall, only to find Alexander standing there, waiting.Caught between a tiger in front and a pack of wolves behind, Jamel's situation couldn’t be more dire. The thought of dropping to his knees and begging for forgiveness flashed through his mind
Standing beside Jamel, Alexander spoke disdainfully: “I know you're faking it, and I know someone will probably come to save you. But since I’m intrigued by genetic modification, I’ll let you go this time. I hope next time we meet, you’ll have your priorities straight."Jamel suppressed the urge to curse Alexander and continued pretending to be lifeless."Damn it, of course, I know how to think! How was I supposed to know you were this strong, pretending to be useless just to mess with people!"His thoughts roiled with frustration: “It's all because the level of genetic modification was too low. I need to go back and work on secon
Early in the morning, Alexander and Eleanor headed to the company together.Due to the reconstruction of the factory, Eleanor had many matters to handle. Seeing her workload, Alexander felt distressed for her and volunteered to help.As the couple left, Byrne, lying low in his Jetta parked by the roadside, slouched down further to avoid drawing Alexander’s attention.Although the information he had received claimed Alexander was unremarkable, someone had paid three billion to have him killed. That alone suggested something unusual about this man.If it were just an ordinary target, three billion could buy the lives of over twenty people.Byrne speculated that whoever placed the bounty likely had past conflicts with Alexander, possibly sending someone after him who ended up severely injured, thus justifying the exorbitant price for hiring assassins.After Alexander and Eleanor disappeared from view, Byrne slowly sat up.Picking up his phone from the dashboard, he paused the video recor