At the same time. At Angela's house. All the furniture that has been broken and knocked up over where all tidied up. Dulce and Angela carefully applied medicine on Angelo's wounds and bruises. He refused to go to the hospital. Angelo now had a fairly serious expression on his face, and he'll look but steady and decisive. It was completely different from how he used to be gentle, weak and quiet. Jate holds some cigarette out and remembered he was at home. He was about to keep it away when Angelo said. "Give me one!" Dulce didn't say no, so Jate took it out and put it in Angelo's mouth and lit it up for him. This was probably the first cigarette Angelo had in many years since he was gone at overseas. After inhaling once, he started coughing and his face was all red. "Take your time." Said Dulce with a frown as her heart ached for him. She didn't stop him, but lightly patted Angelo's back. "My beloved girls, go back to your room first." Said Angelo to Dulce and Angela. "Son, let's h
Lucas Brown had gotten this son late in life. He was over forty now and Kevin Brown was his only son, so he pampered him like no other. Whatever Kevin Brown wanted, he would give it to him. If kevin brown made a mistake, as long as it could be settled, he wouldn't even scold him. Little did he expect that Kevin Brown to nearly lost his life after just going to Eastblue city to have fun. Even in Fairview city, nobody dared to touch his son. Who was it in Eastblue city who had the guts to do this? When Jacob Carlson brought Kevin Brown back, he didn't say anything, as if he was afraid of that person. But Lucas Brown wasn't afraid at all. "Both of you. I don't care who that person is, I just want him to die. That's not difficult for the two of you right?" The twin brawny fighter. Kenny and Kean stood in front of Lucas brown and shook their heads resolutely. "Mr. Brown, the two of us gain many profits and even sheltered us when we don't have a places where to settle on. But all of th
Then Lucas Brown said coldly. "I'm not interested in your offer, you're just a small family in that is small city. You're the reason why my son fell on this state. Come and kill him now, and have him accompanied all of his ancestors six feet under the ground!" The second he spoke, a few ferocious men began charging towards John Winston as they prepared to kill him on the spot. John winston was so terrified that he screamed. "Mr. Brown, wait!" Lucas brown raised his hands to indicate to his men to stop. He then said coldly. "I would like to hear your last words!" With a cold beads of perspiration on his forehead, John Winston said anxiously. "Mr. Brown, Young Master Brown's altercation with Jate Woods really has nothing to do with our family. He was bent on getting Angela Winston, because he was eyeing on her, and even her company. He wanted to use her as his springboard to further his own career, that to prove himself to you that he deserved to be the heir of your family." Just as
Flower Garden Village, at Angela Winston's house. Angela's family was just done with dinner and she was at the living room watching tv with her husband Jate. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When Angela opened the door, she was surprised. "Mr. Rogers! Please come in!" It was none other than Mr. Rogers. At that time when her uncle Drake Winston attempted to murder her family, it was all thanks to Mr. Rogers that hurriedly came and helped them to get rid of the assassins, and even helped them to send Drake Winston to the jail due to his multiple crimes. He was respectfully presented a gift bag to her before following her in side the house. Then Angela said embarrassedly. "Mr. Rogers, you don't have to bring a gift!" Mr. Rogers smiled and said. "Well, it is a formality." When Jate saw Mr. Rogers, he said coolly. "You're here, Mr. Rogers!" Mr. Rogers then said respectfully. "Mr. Woods!" Jate knew that something must have cropped up for Mr. Rogers to appear, otherwise he woul
The next day at nightfall. The lights shone brightly in Eagle castle. The painting of a white tiger roaring hanging on the wall look more powerful and domineering than ever. Dress in his usual linen suit, Johnson was sitting up straight on his throne under the painting. His right-hand man, Mad dog were stood imposingly next to him. On the both sides of the hall were the two distinguished guests for the evening, Chris Arson and Robert Rod. Both of them had dozens of men standing behind them. Each of them look threatening and was instantly recognizable as their respective elite fighters. All the three of them had already settled on killing Rogers Reaggan that very night before proceeding to divide his territories and businesses. Mr. Arson then spoke in a low, and muffled voice. "Johnson, I've heard that Rogers Reaggan is very close to that punk Jate Woods. I doubt he would bring him tonight for his death sentence." Mr. Rod laughed. "I bet that guy is scared shitless and won't there
Rogers pointed at Mad dog and his gang as he said. "Let's see who can strike down more men?" Even if he has a huge fat body, his ability to fight didn't lessened. Instead he gained more advantage with power. "All right!" Ricardo agreed as he went up against Robert Rod deftly like a savage tiger. Robert Rod was known to be highly skilled fighter. Together with Mad dog and Chris Arson, he led a group of men to attack Jate and his gang. However, he did not expect Ricardo to appear so swiftly before him. Before he could even avoid it. Ricardo had pounced on him like a wild bear. Bang! Ricardo had sent Robert flying. It was like he had just been struck by a runaway train. He landed to his death with a loud thud. As every single bone in his body was shattered. After he killed Robert, Ricardo spared no time before he kicked and punched two other men while shouting out loud. "Three!" Rogers widened his eyes. "Hey, how could you start first? That's cheating!" Despite that, Rogers pounc
Jate's figure blurred. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Johnson. As their gazes met. Johnson's heart trembled. It was like staring into a deep, dark abyss, and inexplicably that he felt exceedingly small. There was shock and terror on his face as he asked. "Just who are you?" Jate's reply was icy. "You don't deserve to know. A criminal like you dying by my hand is already a great honor!" As the words parted his lips, his left hand shot out to grab Johnson's throat as if the other man weighed nothing. He lifted him off his feet easily. Before Johnson could struggle, Jate's fingers tightened and with a loud crack, he crashed his neck. Flinging the dead body away, Jate turned around with narrowed eyes to look at the battlefield behind him. The floor of the eagle castle was littered with more than four hundred dead or injured. All of them were Johnson's men. Already Ricardo Maslow and his team's murderous rampage. Johnson's remaining man lost the will to fight as the
A complicated series of emotions played across John's face as he mulled things over. At last, he said. "With Mr. Rogers protecting Jate Woods and Angela Winston, it would be impossible for us to go after them anymore. I think we should let the Brown family deal with this. Let them be the ones fighting against that bastard Jate Woods next." Denisse laughed bitterly. "But Mr. Brown specifically said that we, the Winston's, how to get revenge for Young Master Brown." John grinned as he replied. "Lucas Brown has always been a stubborn and domineering man. He won't change his mind even if we beg him to. However, I've heard that he has another son from his mistress and thought that he is his favorite second son, Randy Brown. I think I should pay a visit to Randy Brown with some extravagant gifts. Hopefully, that would place him in now that will help us put in a good word with his father. Maybe that might change Lucas Brown's mind and you he'll let us off the hook." Denisse eyes brightened