At 6 p.m. that evening, they were at the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel.The place was the go-to spot set up by Spring Sunshine Travel Agency, where most tourists from abroad found themselves bedding down. With Coconut Wind Island's development being a mere two months young, the hotel was a rush job, ba
"Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, Miss Braine!"Wasyl made it to the penthouse in under two minutes, rapping on the door before stepping into the swanky suite reverently. "I'm hardly worthy to share a meal with you three. Help yourselves, I'll just stand guard."The dining room table was then set, the car
Dusk was setting in. About two kilometers away from the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel, there was a 24-hour leisure cafe where Coral sat indulging in a large box of chocolate cookies, while holding a fresh coconut, leisurely sipping its juice. She looked content."This coconut water is really doing wond
Three SUVs tore into view, skidding to a stop outside the cafe."Quinto, Vidit's a goner!"A squad of burly men barged into the cafe. A man with a beard crouched beside Vidit, checking his condition, then stood and gave Quinto a grim shake of the head. "He's hanging by a thread. Won't die, but he's
Alexander was not fazed by the bearded man's so-called threat.A flick of the wrist, and a gang would come rushing?To the Lord of War, it did not matter how many came at him. Even if they were all Martial Overlords. They were nothing but pushovers!"Don't get it twisted, Mister Kane. I'm not threat
Quinto was a man of action.In no time at all, he rallied his forces—over 120 strong, including 30-odd vital energy fighters and three martial arts Grandmasters. They gathered in the West Coast corridor, piled into two tour buses and six vans. Under the veil of night, they raced toward the Coconut W
Was Alexander truly a legendary supreme grand martial?The answer was a resounding no.He was not just any supreme grand martial. He was the undefeated Lord of War, the mightiest warrior revered worldwide, standing four whole levels above any Grandmaster."He's done for. He's a dead man!"Five meter
Quinto leaned against the railing of the seaside walkway on Coconut Wind Island, the salty breeze playing across his face. He checked his watch.His plan should have been in full swing. Alexander would be six feet under, and Amber and Coral in the clutches of his crew. Soon, his name would be on eve