"Are you trying to scare me? You only dare to show your face when Pandora is around. I've been looking for you everywhere these past few days and couldn't find you. Where were you hiding?" Maynard said with his eyes closed, his voice threatening: "You'd better apologize to me now. My bodyguards will be here any minute!" Although Theophilus's gaze was intimidating, he was just a nobody relying on Pandora. Why else would Theophilus have been hiding these past few days? He must have been scared. Now, he must just be putting on an act. Theophilus remained calm, walking step by step towards Maynard. "What are you going to do?" Maynard asked harshly, frantically calling the head of his bodyguard team. A "beep" sounded, and the call was answered. "My bodyguards will be here in a minute! I'm standing right here; do you dare to hit me?" Maynard said arrogantly, confident that once his bodyguards arrived, Theophilus couldn't stand a chance. Slap! Without hesitation, Theophilus landed a
Maynard had once met the three Edric brothers at a party when Clitus Connor from the Connor family had just returned from abroad. In the world of wealthy young masters throughout Elysian Echo, Maynard considered himself top-notch. However, compared to Clitus Connor, despite coming from similar backgrounds, there was a clear gap in individual capabilities and influence; he was far behind Clitus. In the past period, when Clitus had just returned from abroad, he brought with him a formidable group of overseas enforcers, swaggering around like an unchallenged dragon. He even brazenly declared that within a month, he would unify the underworld of Elysian Echo City. No one dared to challenge him, and he started off by holding a knife to the throat of the renowned Richard of Zenith Vista, as if trying to intimidate others by showing off his power. Unexpectedly, Clitus, a dragon who had seen much bloodshed overseas, with money, power, and people, and backed by the powerful Connor family, fe
Theophilus sits in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest for a few minutes. The phone rings again. This time, it's Jethro Lee calling. Theophilus had given Jethro several billion previously to venture into the business world, but he hadn't contacted Jethro since. Jethro is a very measured person, unlikely to call unless he encounters an unsolvable issue. "Boss Jake, are you busy?" Jethro asks respectfully. "Go ahead." Theophilus replies calmly. "Boss Jake, after a period of planning, today in the board meeting, I've eliminated all the shareholders aligned with the Charlie family. Now I have complete control over the Blue Sea real estate company. I was planning to report the situation to you." Jethro says urgently, as if under immense pressure. "But I didn't expect the Charlie family to react so quickly. They've already retaliated!" "Now the Charlie family has sent people to drive out everyone from the company, and I am trapped in my office, unable to leave." Jethro says seri
Jethro gritted his teeth, not saying anything, his face filled with pain. "What's wrong? Are you still hesitating? Do you not care about the life and death of your friend's mother?" Uri asked tauntingly: "And I'm curious, who's paying you so much that you're willing to swallow the Charlie family's fortune and still protect him?" "Are you only loyal to that guy, of sacrificing your own mother's life? All for the sake of protecting the person behind you?" Uri sneered. Jethro gave a cold laugh, his voice low: "Do you think I'll be pardoned if I sign this contract? Ha ha. Don't think I'm stupid!" With the kind of morality the Charlie family had, they would do everything they could to uproot him completely. After years of toiling and suffering for the Charlie family, all he received was the wife's infidelity. Now that they've kidnapped his sixty-year-old mother, will the Charlie family let him go? Bang! Uri rushed forward and slapped Jethro in the face, shouting fiercely: "Beat him f
Theophilus had a devil-like figure with lightning-fast moves and a strength that could easily knock down a buffalo. He was straightforward and decisive, each punch or kick sending a gang member crashing to the ground, clutching their stomachs and howling in pain. "What?! How are you so strong?" Uri's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the scene unfold. He couldn't believe that a young man in a white shirt could take down so many of his accomplices with such ease, despite their size and experience. "Uri, he's too scary!" one of his henchmen gasped, looking at Theophilus with fear and awe. In their eyes, he was like a demon from hell, possessing otherworldly strength and speed. Uri let out a sigh of bitterness. He would not be in this situation if he brought his gun. He had not expected the Blue Sea building to be sealed off, thinking he only needed to deal with small fries like Jethro, who always lounged in air-conditioned rooms. Theophilus approached the window, releasing Je
"Mr. Jake, the guy at the door downstairs, has taken care of everything." At that moment, a middle-aged man with a stern face dressed in a white martial arts outfit walked into the office. He was followed by a dozen men in black, each with an imposing aura that could crush the Uri gang. Theophilus nodded coolly and said: "Edric, take Uri's gang and leave. Then, drive to find Zahal." "Yes, Mr. Jake!" Edric respectfully nodded and waved his hand. The bodyguards quickly pulled the Uri gang out of the room. "Jethro, I'll hand Uri over to you when we rescue my mother. You can deal with him as you please." Theophilus said indifferently. "Yes, Mr. Jake! Thank you!" Jethro was excited and enthusiastic. Uri realized the situation as soon as he saw Edric enter the room. He immediately understood that he was in trouble. Even Edric called Theophilus "Mr. Jake" and followed his orders? Uri originally planned to seek revenge with Zahal's help, but now he realized that Theophilus was not to be
After some thought, Zahal suddenly laughed triumphantly and said: "Oron, call Uri and ask what's taking him so long. It's just dealing with one Jethro, right?" Oron took out his phone, dialed the number, and said doubtfully: "It seems like the signal isn't great. I can't get through. I'll go outside and try calling again." With that, Oron left the room. Bam! Not even three seconds after stepping out, Oron was kick flying back into the room, landing with a crash on a bag full of money. The impact was so forceful that the bag ripped open, and bills scattered everywhere. "You don't need to call Uri anymore." Theophilus entered without expression, sitting down confidently, while Jethro stood beside him, giving Zahal an icy stare. "Who the hell are you? How did you get in here?" A thug with a menacing face growled. Theophilus flicked a metal plate at the man's face, sending him flying through the air before crashing to the ground, coughing up blood, his face filled with disbelief.
"Why wouldn't I dare? If they're human, I'll kidnap them! Is he a deity or something?" Zahal retorted arrogantly: "Is it impossible to kidnap someone with money? Ridiculous! As long as there's money, even if it's a god, I'll dare to kidnap them!" "You!" Jethro wiped the sweat from his brow, speechless by Zahal's reckless audacity. Knowing that Theophilus was wealthy, shouldn't Zahal have immediately surrendered and begged for mercy? Why did he want to extort him? It seemed Jethro had underestimated the madness of this risk-taking group. As long as the profit was sufficient and the money was plentiful, they'd dare to do anything insane. "Kneel quickly, then call someone to bring the money. I'm losing my patience." Zahal said smugly, not caring who this young man calling himself Theophilus Jake was. Whether he was from the Connor or Jones family, defiance would be met with a gunshot to disable their legs before resuming negotiations. If he couldn't bear the consequences, the worst