Just as they were about to get to the main point, the chauffeur suddenly spoke up. "Boss, the route up ahead has been blocked off due to the heavy fog, so all outbound vehicles have to change course."Anthony's hand was on Hilda's safety shorts. He was about to pull them down, but he stiffened upon hearing the chauffeur's words. Anthony got up a few moments later to put on his combat uniform and picked up his weapon. A large caliber submachine gun. He strapped on a variety of other weapons before he pulled a gas mask over his face.Right then, Anthony dropped a coat on top of Hilda. He picked her up and helped her into it. "Get out of here through the nearest exit, and keep your guard up."She was completely limp like a doll as he held her. Fully dressed for battle with that weighty gas mask on his face, he was armed to the teeth as well.Anthony gazed at Hilda, the latter being near him. She had dressed up nicely, but her pretty face was a mess right now with visible tear streaks on
Anthony took a look at old master Clemon and tilted his head. A mocking smile came onto his face as he said, "Old man no, I should be calling you Grandfather instead.""Pfft, who's your grandfather?" Old master Clemon glared at him."Whether you admit it or not, you are my grandfather. My biological father is your son, Damian" Anthony said patiently.With his eyes focused on Anthony, the man went rigid. He wasn't able to return to his senses for a long time.Anthony continued with a sneer. "How do you think your son managed to take down that major drug trafficking family within a few months back then? In case you didn't know, they had been reigning in Southeast Asia's Golden Triangle for close to a hundred years. He married into that family, intending to take down the entire clan from the inside!""You.."It was old master Clemon's first time hearing about this.His eyes were widened with rage, but unfortunately, he couldn't move.Anthony continued to say, "However, your son made a te
William stared at the Hex coldly. It was also his first time hearing that the Hex was Damian's descendant, but William was still as calm as ever. "Release the hostages, and I will guarantee that you'll have a safe passage out of the country."Anthony tilted his head as he gazed back at William. A cold light emanated from his dark eyes, seeming as though he was a venomous snake. "My apologies, dear brothers. It's a pity that we have to meet under such circumstances."The Hex gave a polite bow to them. "My birth father is Damian, while my biological mother is Mavis. I was initially born as Jayden, but I changed my name to Anthony after my mother remarried."Nathan pointed somewhere, and Gasper brought Mavis over with a gun held to her head. "Your mother is with me. I want to exchange her for one of the hostages."Even though Nathan would love nothing better than to kill Mavis with his own hands to avenge his mother's illness, Mavis was the only hostage he had.Anthony took a look at the
That member had been holding Hilda's detonator when she suddenly leaped up nimbly and killed him despite being paralyzed. Now that he was dead, the detonator fell to the ground.Everyone instinctively braced their heads for cover. They had only one thought in mind, that they were all about to die!However, the explosion they were expecting never came. Hilda struggled and hurled the dagger that she had somehow managed to conjure out of thin air at the member that was guarding old master Clemon.The blade sunk into the man's chest. He reflexively reached up to touch it. Having lost his grip on the detonator, it began to fall to the ground.Hilda charged over to grab the detonator and shoved it into old master Clemon's hands. She then kicked his wheelchair, sending it careening into the distance.Everything was over in a blink of an eye. By the time everyone realized that the bomb hadn't blown up, two members were already down, and old master Clemon had been sent far away from his initia
Gasper and Toby had already rushed over to lift Hilda and Nathan onto some stretchers. While they managed to live through their ordeal, they had sustained multiple fractures of differing severity.Mark saw Hilda on the stretcher and reached out to grab her hand. "How are you, Hilda?" He asked in concern.It was only then did Hilda notice her throbbing aches and pain. She didn't know which bones were fractured, so she merely chuckled in pain and answered, "I'm okay. I simply had a fall."William glanced at Nathan as the latter was being carried away. The two of them met each other's gazes, but they didn't speak. They didn't have anything to talk about either.Meanwhile, Thomas followed after the both of them while helping Mark to keep up.Caleb trotted by their side obediently.Now that the bomb on old master Clemon's body had been taken down, Rex helped the old man to stand up. When he saw Hilda and Nathan being carried over, old master Clemon was shocked yet ecstatic. He thought that
Johnathan was finally able to let go of the burden that had weighed upon his shoulders for years now that the ZF organization's leader was dead.Nathan rushed off after staying for a few days. He had a lot of matters to deal with. One of them being to meet up with Mavis.He hadn't been able to recognize her when he first saw her. From the color of her skin tone to the features on her face, she had completely changed her appearance. By then, Mavis had been locked up in the basement of his house for days.Nathan sat himself down and glared at her, the two of them separated by a layer of bulletproof glass. His eyes were filled with pure hatred as he stared at the woman who had forced his mother to her illness.Having undergone excessive plastic surgery, Mavis had to take medications every day to ensure that her face did not turn red or swollen. However, her face was completely bloated at the moment, making her look like a monster more than ever. When she saw Nathan, she gave him a sneer
Perhaps this man, the one who insisted on having his funeral on a sunny day, was the actual Anthony Clark. Perhaps there was a hint of beauty hidden within his dark, evil spirit. He wasn't born with much of a choice but to taint his soul with darkness for the sake of keeping himself alive, but deep down, there seemed to be a part of him who hadn't given up on the tiny ray of light that he had tried his best to protect.After the funeral ended, only Anthony's clothes were buried at the tombstone. His young face, as seen on the tombstone at the newly dug grave in the cemetery, carried a mix of desolation and helplessness. Mr. Clark gave it a long, thoughtful stare before he left quietly.Right then, Hilda turned around to see Linux. Standing by a nearby tree, he was dressed in a full black suit. She hadn't seen him ever since the incident. He stood there for a long time, looking as though he had been waiting for her intentionally.Hilda subconsciously threw a glance toward a car that was
He had noticed her earlier at the film studio as she took a selfie stick and stood by the street in her costume and took pictures with anyone. He, too, wanted a picture with her, so he moved closer and finally got to be in the same frame with her. Back then, everything seemed so wonderful. Unfortunately, all those magical moments were just popped bubbles. Linux put down the picture carefully and went back into work.Hex had stayed on that exploded plane, and after the plane exploded, the wreckage crashed into a deserted forest in the mountains. In theory, it was impossible for Hex to have survived the crash. But Linux was still uneasy. He knew how cunning and cruel Hex was, and that was why he had to predict the worst outcome of everything. Only when he killed Hex with his bare hands and dismembered him into pieces would he then believe that the latter was really dead.If he didn't see the corpse, he would never believe that Hex was actually dead!Even if Hex didn't die, he wouldn't d