Three of Jared's men screamed and fell. Two of them were missing a hand, and the other was missing a leg. Their blood was pouring out, pooling on the ground.Jared and his remaining goons instinctively backed away. They stared, disbelieving what they saw. Scott stood tall, holding the chainsaw, now stained with fresh blood."Who's next?" Scott asked coldly, turning his head and slowly pivoting his body.For a moment, Jared saw Scott's eyes flash red. And somehow, he looked bigger, as if a dark light surrounded his body, burning like fire."Boss?" Horn approached Jared, staring at him intensely, urging him to give an order.But Jared ignored him. At this point, he didn't know what order to give. Suddenly, all his arrogance and swagger had vanished. He felt so small in front of Scott."Boss? Give us your order!" Horn urged, still as eager as before; even what he had just seen made him even more eager to beat Scott to death."Shut up, Horn! Shut your fucking mouth!" Jared yelled.Horn st
Jared immediately answered the call from Eva. Before he could even say anything, Eva said something very quickly, and Jared's expression turned grim.Jared hadn't had a chance to say anything when Eva abruptly ended the call. He took his phone away from his ear and stared at it in bewilderment."You have 10 seconds left," Scott said.Jared looked back at him. That feeling of inferiority hit him again."Boss, your order?" Horn urged, this time pointing the barrel of his rifle at Scott.Jared glared at Horn in annoyance. He felt like he wanted to shoot him."Five... four... three...""Fine! We surrender!" Jared said loudly, cutting off Scott's countdown.Scott stopped counting. Raising an eyebrow and smirking, he asked, "You're surrendering?""Yes. We surrender. I won't order my men to finish you off. Instead, I'll forbid them from touching you. You're free to go now," Jared said.Scott widened his smile. He nodded.Horn reacted differently. He stared at Jared in disbelief again. The ba
In one of the three-story shophouses in Shadeshide, the red-light district in the heart of Mildenbrough, full of nightclubs and other entertainment venues...A man with a sturdy build was lifting weights in his office. He had left his shirt, tie, and suit jacket on the chair. The laptop on his desk was open, although the screen was black.The man was Keith, CEO of Ravenblade Syndicate, an illegal agency operating in the underworld of Mildenbrough. Many conglomerates and corrupt officials paid for their services to do dirty work, from embezzlement to murder.Bzz! Bzz!Keith stopped lifting weights for a moment and turned to look at the desk. There, his phone vibrated and the screen lit up. An incoming call, from who knows who.Slightly annoyed, Keith put down the 80-kilogram weight he was lifting and got up, moving towards the desk. As he picked up the phone and looked at the screen, he saw Eva's name appear. He furrowed his brow."What's wrong? You have new information about Scott and
"Eva, what's the meaning of this? Weren't you being held captive?" Gaby asked, ignoring Scott and staring sharply at Eva. She put down the two black suitcases she was carrying."Well, as you can see, I'm not being held captive. I'm not even tied up at all, am I?" Eva replied, showing her hands, which she was free to move as she pleased.Gaby snorted in annoyance, not happy with Eva's answer."You're playing us?" she asked loudly. "Just because you're the Boss's favorite, doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, okay! You spoiled brat!""Just because you have a 'special relationship' with the Boss, doesn't mean you can call me a spoiled brat, okay! You bitch!" Eva countered."Watch your foul mouth, okay! We came all this way to bring you home.""I can go home myself. You don't need to bother coming here.""You!""What? Wanna fight?"Their interaction heated up quickly, a reflection of how bad their relationship had been all this time, even though they were in the same agency.To stop
Keith was about to lunge forward when suddenly Scott disappeared from his sight. He froze. His eyeballs moved back and forth, but he still couldn't find Scott."Looking for me?"Keith heard the voice very clearly, accompanied by a breath of air behind his ear.His eyes widened. He turned his body while releasing a hard punch, hoping his punch would hit Scott who was behind him. But...Hap!Scott grabbed Keith's hand without appearing to use much force. He stood his ground, giving Keith a condescending look."Come on, Boss. You're not serious at all," Scott mocked, showing a little of his teeth.Keith's eyes widened. He pulled his hand away from Scott's grasp and turned his body in the opposite direction, directing more force as he tried to kick Scott in the head.Hap!Again, Scott blocked Keith's attack with one hand, still with a gesture that showed he was barely using any force at all.Keith was confused by Scott's two identical responses to his attacks. And before he could launch a
Daniel's family residence, that afternoon...Daniel, the head of the family, was in his office, busy checking documents for an important meeting with potential investors tomorrow.Knock! Knock!Someone knocked on the door from outside."Who is it?" Daniel asked."Dad, it's me," the knocker replied.Daniel recognized the voice as his eldest son, Lucas. He raised his face and said, "Come in."The door opened. Lucas entered. He immediately approached Lucas, took an empty chair and sat down."What's wrong? Why are you so glum?" Daniel asked."Dad, I smell something bad," Lucas said.Daniel furrowed his brow. "What do you mean? About what?" he asked.Lucas took out his phone, opened the M-banking app and checked the day's transactions, then showed it to Daniel.Daniel took the phone, checking what appeared on the screen. It showed a record of an incoming transaction of $100 million, but the sender was unclear."What is this?" Daniel asked."That's Keith. He transferred back the money we tr
"Ouch!""You okay?"Scott grabbed the woman’s hand, steadying her so she wouldn’t fall. She clung tightly to his shoulder, her boobs pressing against his back.“What’s going on? What happened?” the woman asked, her voice tinged with panic.“I’m not sure. Maybe a technical glitch,” Scott replied.“Does this happen often here?”“I don’t know. But it shouldn’t take long.”“You sure?”“I hope so.”Scott could still feel the woman’s boobs against his back, creating an awkward sensation. On one hand, he was uncomfortable, remembering he was a married man. On the other, his body was beginning to react.“Oh, I think I twisted my ankle,” the woman said.Scott turned, but he couldn’t see her in the complete darkness of the elevator.“Can you move to my right, against the wall?” he asked.“I think so. Why?”“Just do it. Slowly,” Scott instructed.She followed his directions, her breath catching as she moved, indicating she was feeling some discomfort in her leg.“All set?” Scott asked.“All set,
Thomas sat on the balcony of his mansion in the heart of Mildenbrough. He had just spoken to Clara on the phone. Now he put his phone on the round glass table next to him."Women are a nuisance. They're the same everywhere," he said.What he said was related to his conversation with Clara earlier, especially about his promise to Clara to release an S-class prisoner from Iron Stone prison. That was the condition Clara gave so that the secret agent would be willing to help him frame Scott."Just do your job until it's finished, Bitch. I'll take care of the rest," Thomas said, picking up a glass of whiskey and taking a sip.Thomas and Clara were old friends. They had also had a physical relationship for a few months, before Clara's husband at the time sniffed it out and they broke up.This was the man Clara asked to be released, even though he was serving a prison sentence for a series of murders he committed over a ten-year period, including when he was already Clara's husband.The fact