The Vikrom, Logman, and Joestar families came to the funeral. Behind them was a group of eighteen men, carrying an expensive and large casket. What was the casket for? Was it an act of provocation? As the attendees pondered, Gunter, at the forefront, said coldly, “Vikrom, Logman, Joestar, you are late, but since you’ve prepared an expensive casket for Sonny, I’ll spare your lives. “Now, come up here and get on your knees!” Gunter had known since yesterday that the three families bought an expensive gilded agar wood casket. He simply thought the three families were late because of the delivery of the casket. Despite that, he insisted that they kneel and pay respect to Sonny in front of the other attendees because they were Kaze’s loyal followers. With them on their knees, it would send a message to the others, thus deterring and scaring them. As Gunter spoke, the other participants were struck with realization. The three families were late due to the delivery of th
As soon as Bernard’s voice subsided, the air became so heavy that it felt like the air molecules froze. What followed were the shouts from the Powell family. “Vikrom, you are going to die today!” “Where is Kaze Lee?! I will kill him!” …Even Morgana and Neegan, who were more esteemed than the others and could maintain calm in the worst situation possible, could not help but be infuriated by Bernard’s disrespectful words. Kaze asked the three families to prepare the casket for Gunter and demand him to bury himself? How ridiculous! No one believed Kaze had the capability to make it happen, so they could not understand what gave him the confidence to say such bold words. Even if they were just empty words, they were provocatively infuriating. All members of the Powells were fuming with anger. “Master Powell, this is too much! Not only did Kaze Lee refuse to show up and beg for his life, but he continued to challenge you!” “We should not wait any longer! We shall go
“You think you can challenge the Powells just because Kaze Lee is on your side?” As the shouting continued, the killers from the Powells stepped forward, planning to take action. “Step down!” Gunter bellowed all of a sudden. “Master Powell…” One of the gangsters was unhappy that Gunter had stopped them. However, before he could finish his sentence, Mosiah stepped forward from the back and struck the man on the chest with a palm strike. Baam! The gangster was one of the stronger ones from the north, yet he did not even react to the attack in time. The palm strike sent him flying. Blood spurted from his mouth as he crashed to the ground far away. A few tremors later, he died. The air went silent. Gunter’s strongest Legatus was ridiculously powerful! “I said step down!” Gunter did not even spare a glance at the body on the ground. He simply looked at the other killers. All the killers shuddered in fear and decided to comply without saying a word. “Vikrom, Logma
Everyone shuddered in fear when they heard Gunter’s words. Gunter was infuriated by Kaze’s doings. Therefore, he came up with the most wicked and vicious way to get revenge, which was to bury Kaze’s wife together with Sonny and make him watch so that he could never rest in peace. “That is a great idea, Master Powell! We will bury Kaze Lee together!” The killers from the other Powell family branches echoed loudly and agreed with Gunter’s idea. They were stimulated by his speech. The urge to kill Kaze got stronger. “Master Powell, we will be taking our leave now.” The other attendees and mourners dared not linger for long and decided to leave. Even a blind man could tell a war was imminent, or more accurately, a massacre, a one-sided massacre. The Glowmoss Powells were considered a foreign faction, so they were not afraid of the local laws. The locals, however, wished not to be involved. “Let’s go. We will go after Kaze Lee and his family. Also, we will capture ever
Then, Morgana stepped up and stared at Kaze. Her face was emotionless. She said strongly, “On your knees, repent your crimes! Following her strong voice, the unique aura of superiority was blasted at Kaze, attempting to scare and pressure him. Kaze was not just anyone, he was not afraid of the woman. “Who are you?” Since Gunter simply smiled and did not feel like talking, Kaze glanced at Morgana. “How dare you!” Morgana was furious. Her eyes were burning with rage as she bellowed, “I am Morgana Powell, the governor of West Hill of the North State! How dare a mayor of a city speak to me like that?! On your knees!” Kaze was not moved. “Neegan Powell, governor of South Ashmore of the South State.” Neegan stepped up and stood beside Morgana. With a smirk, he said, “Mayor Lee, shouldn’t you be on your knees when you see me? “Oh wait, I just remembered. The send-off party was held at the city council earlier and you are no longer the mayor. You are just a commoner now,
There were nine provinces and eighty-one states in Arcadia. The number of cities in each state varied, ranging from a dozen to as many as thirty. Other than the mega cities under the direct rule of the federal government, which also granted the officers their outstanding authority, a mayor in a rural city was certainly not powerful enough to challenge the top brass. Morgana looked at Kaze condescendingly and said coldly, “Kneel if you know who you are dealing with. You are dead either way, but at least I can ask Master Powell to grant you a swift death.” However, Kaze did not react as the others expected. Instead of kneeling on the ground in terror, he remained composed. “Why is the world filled with stupid idiots like you?” Kaze sighed and shook his head. He said without looking back, “Sven, Wolf, can you two silence our honorable governors? A slap on their faces would do just the job.” He came for Gunter, not the governors whom he did not even bother to remember their nam
Morgana’s distant cousin was a well-known gangster in the North State. He was notorious because he was brutal and ruthless with his knife. His men were also the best of the best. The Powells did not just gather any street thugs from the underworld and not all gangsters had the privilege to attend the funeral. Those who were called by the family were ruthless men who killed and tortured others without blinking. Yet Sven and Wolf wiped them all out without breaking a sweat! “Who would have thought that there are such powerful men in Lilyrose? That explains why Antovan and Gustav died in your hands,” Gunter said as he sighed. He looked at Sven and Wolf and asked, “Why don’t you two serve me instead? Money, power, and woman, I can give you everything you want!” It was surprising that Gunter would still want to recruit them after what happened. However, it was only normal because no one would complain about having two powerful followers. Sven and Wolf turned a deaf ear at
“You two are still too young, like birdlings who just learned how to fly. You two have not grown fully yet, and there is no way you two can beat me. “However, out of respect for the same kind, I will kill you two with my own hands.” The quiet Mosiah spoke a lot for once. Sven’s and Wolf’s appearance must have intrigued him deeply. Even Gunter found it surprising. He looked at Sven and Wolf, saying, “Mosiah, you must kill them.” He felt scared when he heard Mosiah calling Sven and Wolf his own kind. Only he knew how terrifying Mosiah was. The man might not be human but a monster. A monster like him would destroy the things that he could not get. If Sven and Wolf were spared and got another chance to grow stronger, it would be a nightmare for Gunter and it would surely haunt him in the future. “I will.” Mosiah nodded as he strolled forward to Sven and Wolf. As he strolled, a terrifying aura exploded around him. The aura carried a destructive force that felt like i
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju