The Strongest Ordained One

CHAPTER FORTY ONE

The street was still dark as night when the old man's men surrounded Leon. In a few seconds, he felt the strength of a thousand men, and the goons who failed to look intimidating to him before now appeared like toys.

"Aren't you going to beg for your life?" One of the goons sneered at him. Leon did not utter a word, he simply stood, studying their movement and determining their next action.

"He thinks being proud will get him out of this," another man spat right behind him, kicking him on his left leg. That was all the trigger that Leon needed, he quickly pulled off the bag he had slung on his shoulder and delivered a punch swiftly to the man who fell on the ground, unconscious.

"I swear, I don't want to use my gifts to hurt people but you guys never learn," he said coldly. The old man was shocked at how skillfully Leon had taken out one of his strongest men. He could see the uncertainty in the eyes of the rest.

"Are you going to let this piece of shit scare you?! Get him and