“It’s normal to assume anyone weak might become a slightly better fighter just because they now work closely with me as my subordinate. However, have none of you considered this—given my superior martial arts skills and abilities, how can any of my subordinates be ordinary people? Obviously, they can only be the best of the best and will always excel in some aspect over the general population,” Darius emphasized.Everyone standing opposite Darius widened their eyes in realization, the pieces clicking together in their minds. At the same time, their breaths grew heavier as they could not deny the truth in Darius’ words. Moreover, Darius was correct; they did not consider the possibility of his subordinates being remarkable figures like him.Placing both hands behind his back, Darius felt his patience run thin, so he spoke with an even frostier tone. “I believe all the necessary conflict and contradictions have occurred by now. So, whatever you guys decide to do in the following time i
Darius maintained a smile while speaking, but for some reason, it made the hairs down everyone’s back stand straighter. Even so, he did not allow anyone to voice their thoughts; While shrugging, he added, “You’ll die a most brutal death should you become my enemy. When that happens, no matter how much I don’t wish for that outcome, I won’t have a choice but to end you.”The men hesitated for a moment. They looked at each other, assessing what everyone thought before refocusing their attention on Darius. Gulping, one of them cautiously tested the waters, saying, “Doesn’t that mean you can end our lives as you please, at any point in the future, and as long as you feel it’s reasonable?”Although Darius had already killed someone in the blink of an eye earlier—not to mention that person died gruesomely—the remaining fifty men still had to question Darius. That was because they felt he would eventually do the same to them one day, and they could not accept it.Darius shrugged, flashing an
“I want Darius dead, and he knows this. Thus, regardless of whether I actually do anything, Darius will do everything he can to start trouble with me. If that happens, I’ll still be as good as dead, so I’d rather meet up with him now and take matters into my own hands.”With that thought, Wilson balled his fists tautly, shut his eyes, and steadied his rapid breathing.…At the hotel, Darius’ reaction was different; he was utterly relaxed after responding to the text. He sat on the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and leisurely sipped his coffee. Glancing at his hotel room’s door, he knew four people were waiting to see him, so he announced, “You guys may enter.”The four then formed a neat line before him, and he glanced at the two who stood in the middle. One was his senior from university, while the other was his newly gained follower with a heavily tattooed arm. He shot a look at the latter just then.That immediately prompted Travis to step forward, his eyes lighting up with
“You look weak. I think you should turn around and flee now. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee whether you’ll get hurt,” said one of the tattooed men with his hands on his waist. He and his comrades jutted their chins arrogantly at Bridget, leering at her as if she were nothing more than entertainment. However, deep down, they were excited to see what a weak girl like her could do in a brawl and thought she was an easy opponent to defeat. Although not a word came from Bridget, the men’s impression of her vanished while their faces contorted with fear.That was because Bridget had made her first move, refreshing their memories of what had happened earlier when she vanished into thin air and reappeared to kill someone. Like before, she traveled nearly 35 feet across the lobby before the men could blink. On top of that, her hands somehow snaked around one of the men’s necks and ended him. The same thing happened less than two hours ago, yet the men had somehow forgotten about it entirely. N
While saying that, Travis shot an intentional stare at Ansel. Little did he expect Darius would raise a brow and chuckle at his words. It was the first time Darius had laughed since Travis started working for the former. However, seeing Darius so genuinely entertained made Travus more anxious. He wondered if he had accidentally said something wrong. Gulping, he clarified in a small voice, “I think I might be stronger than Ansel when it comes to combat power.”Nothing changed on Darius’ face. In fact, his smile even deepened as he nodded at the former’s comparison. “That may be true. Perhaps you could have a heart-to-heart with Ansel when we get off this car.”That was when Ansel’s head whipped to the side as he scrutinized every inch of Travis, sizing the latter up. In truth, he had some martial arts skills but had always thought he was an average martial artist. Yet, upon seeing Darius’ current reaction, Ansel wondered if he had underestimated himself. It seemed like Darius was hin
Wilson leaned his upper body close to Darius, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Sadly, the second half of Darius’ words instantly let him down. “I’ve given you many chances, but you didn’t cherish them. Not only that, but you wasted my tolerance and forgiveness by contacting people who could kill me when I gave you time to investigate the market.”He lightly tapped the table and added, “The only reason you’re begging me for mercy now is that no one is willing to help you. Those guys have already died at this point.”Wilson shot a quivering stare at Darius just then. He assumed he had hidden his plan well, but to his dismay, Darius was more than aware of it this entire time. Parting his lips, he wanted to say something to save his ass, but not a single word came out of his mouth.The two then sat in silence for the longest time. It continued until Darius picked up another one of the many coffee mugs on the table and brought it to his lips. That was when Wilson abruptly laughed and
Darius’ appalled gaze shot up at Uriah. “I didn’t expect you to open the car door. Although, if I were you, I’d go to the crime scene to gather the evidence before anyone destroys it.” Lips twitching, Uriah found Darius odd and wondered what on earth the latter was planning. Uriah had always believed he was an intelligent man who could see through many criminals’ minds. Yet, at that moment, he realized he had overestimated himself all these years. He could not read Darius’ mind. Then again, perhaps it was because the criminals Uriah had previously dealt with had simple mindsets, while Darius was the first capable and clever person Uriah had ever encountered. Several minutes passed as he fell deep into confusion. Eventually, Darius could not stand the silence anymore. He extended his leg out of the car but kept his upper body in place. Then, Darius hooked the bottom of the car door to pull it inward, grabbing the handle and slamming it shut. The difference was that Darius had not
Being an enlightened martial artist, Darius could easily detect he was the reason behind the blond officer’s rage. It seemed that things were turning out as Darius had expected.The blond officer’s fist balled as he shot a venomous glare at Darius. “You’re so fucking loathsome, acting all righteous when you’re the real murderer in this situation! It’s your fault that a poor man, whose wealth you stole, died! Yet, that still didn’t satiate you—you even got your subordinates to pick on that unfortunate waiter working for the late Wilson! So what if there was a conflict between you and Wilson, and Wilson wasn’t entirely innocent? That waiter, his subordinate, is innocent in this matter!”Darius frowned, sighing deeply upon learning that was why the officer had tried to punch him earlier. He mustered his last bit of patience to ask, “Did you not hear what your leading officer on this case said? That he saw the cafe’s ‘innocent’ waiter destroying the evidence?”The blond officer’s face bla