Jate yanked out the chopstick and Snake's dagger fell to the floor with a clatter. Grasping at his bleeding throat, Snake muttered. "Y-you're so strong! T-tell me, how much of your true power did you use to kill me?". Jate's reply was coldly. "One percent!" Snake coupled to the ground with an expression of shocked forever frozen on his face. Randy Brown stared at Jate with astonishment. Snake was one of his family's top killers, yet he was killed within a seconds. Jate said as he turned his piercing gaze on Randy Brown. "I thought I have made it perfectly clear that the Brown family was not to step foot in this city ever again. Get you showed up here so you can say I didn't warn you!" Realizing the implication behind his words, Randy Brown cried out. "You dare to kill me!?" Then, Jate ordered. "Kill this piece of trash!" Putting on a brave front in as terror and impotent fury rage in him, Randy Brown shouted. "I'm Randy Brown, the future heir to the Brown family! Who dares to to
In the span of couple of months, the winston family business had lost several hundred million, which was almost all of their assets. John smiled bitterly as he voiced is thoughts. "Grandma, there's no need to even think about someone is putting pressure on us." Lady Winston roared in anger. "Who would dare to do such a thing?" The oldest grandson answered with a crying face. "Who else but the Brown family? They probably blame us for the death of Randy Brown!" Lady Winston snapped at her grandson as she growled angrily. "I let you handle this matter because I thought you could do it well. Look at what you've done now! You got Lucas Brown's precious son killed! The Winston family is in deep trouble this time!" John gritted his teeth as he beat out. "We can't just stand around and do nothing while the Brown family do this to us!" Frowning at her grandson, Lady Winston asked. "What do you have in mind?" "Grandma, do you know the Clarkson family of the top three powerful families in
At the moment, Lucas Brown had left his home with more than fifty of his best elite fighters, heading straight for Eastblue city in a convoy of black cars. There was only one thing on their minds revenge. News travels fast, especially when it concerned an influential family like the Brown family. Soon, the news that Lucas Brown was on a mission to exterminate the killers of his son reached Jate's ears. Lucas Brown's convoy had only just entered the outskirts of Eastblue city when Jate stop them with his own men tow. Men poured from the convoy of the cars like ants from a disturbed anthill. In less than a minute, a fifty best elite fighters of the Brown family were gathered on the wide empty road. The imposing figure of Lucas Brown appeared in front of the group of men with two other men standing slightly behind him. Lucas Brown stared at the small team of men that stoods across from him with his eagle sharp eyes. The group consisted of Jate Woods, Ricardo Maslow, Rogers Reaggan, and
The next instant, the two assassins dashed toward Jate, flanking him in a pincer movement. Jate snorted as he mocked. "What a bunch of craps!" He lifted his legs and kicked out. With two loud thuds, his feet hit Rock and Shin in the chest. Immediately, blood sprayed from the two assassins mouth as they flew backward like puppets that had their strings cut. They crashed to the ground by Lucas Brown's feet, coughing out one last mouth full of blood with their next fell to the sides limply. They were died in an instant. 'Whta!?" Lucas Brown and all of his fifty best elite fighters were stunned as they stared in disbelief at the corpses. The two merciless killers, who had never been beaten before, we're dead at one kick from Jate Woods? Snapping out of shock, Lucas Brown pulled out a gun and aimed it at Jate. As if he was seeing the latter for the first time, he growled. "Damn you bastard! We would have known you were so strong? Even Rock and Shin wasn't your equals. But then, what is
On a luxury yacht in the middle of the east lake in Eastblue city. Tom Clarkson was having some drinks with John Winston and a few of Eastblue city's prominent figures. At that moment, a man with a shaved head strode towards them. He was tomt Clarkson's right hand man, Tony. As he came close to Tom Clarkson, he bent his head and whispered in his ears. Tom Clarkson furrowed eyebrows as he shouted. "What!?". His shout had gained the other men's attention and they turned to look at him curiously. John Winston asked. "Young Master Clarkson, has something gone wrong?" Seeing no need to hide the truth from them, he told everyone the news he had received. His voice was gloom as he replied. "Lucas Brown had brought his men to Eastblue city to get revenge on Jate Woods for his sons. Unfortunately, he ran into a trouble. He ran into a group of special action unit of the city's emergency department, who were running some exercises from the invaders. With the number of men he had brought with
Eastblue City Resort was one of the more well-known swimming pools in the city. There were indoor pools, outdoor pools, kids pools, and a few VIP rooms with private pools, and most especially a pools of athletes for their training programs. When Jate and Angela arrived at the resort, the first thing they did was to head to the store to buy swimwear. Though the swimwear there was generally more expensive, but there were plenty of good and suitable choices. Jate already found something for himself but Angela couldn't find anything to her liking. Most women would have chosen something sexy, but for Angela, the more conservative she is, it was the better. Even her usual sleepwear were those that covered everything. She was embarrassed just thinking about wearing swimwear in front of her husband, so she was determined to find the most conservative piece. Yet there were barely any, so she just gave up and choose one. Jate had already reserved one of the VIP rooms. The pool there wasn
The next day, Mr. Rogers himself came to pick Jate up. He went along with him to meet David Leon 'the Black-hand' and to discuss the amount of compensation. But before Mr. Rogers, and Jate reached the auction house, they received a call from Ricardo Maslow. Ricardo reported. "Young Master, the experts left out some details last night. Even though the antique shard itself is authentic, they also detected signs of polishing." "What does that mean?" Jate frowned. "It means that the antique statue was already broken before excavation, and not he smashed recently." Ricardo explained the whole details. "So what you're saying is, someone found a piece of broken antique, polished its edges, then mix it in with the other fake shards to con my father in law?" "Yes, Young Master. It appears that Mr. Winston is the target of a scam." As Ricardo confirmed. Jate narrowed his eyes. "Alright. I understand." Jate hang up the call and uttered coldly. "Bloody lowlives! How dare they try to con my f
Jate narrowed his eyes. "Mr. Clarkson?" Black-hand had nothing more to lose after selling his master out, so he decided to just bite the bullet. "The oldest son of a Clarkson family, Tom Clarkson!" "Like me, Johnson was a follower of the Clarkson family. But he had a higher ranking and he was also the spokesperson for the Clarkson family in this city. You're killing of Johnson had greatly affected the family's profit, so Mr. Clarkson wished to settle the score with you!" Jate's mouth twitched upwards. "Settle the score with me?" "That's right. He said I should have some fun with you, the fatal kind of fun. He also said..." "Said what?" Jate frowned. Black-hand decided to go all out. "His nickname is the notorious playboy because he likes hooking up with all types of beautiful women. He's got his eyes on Ms. Angela Winston, and he wants her two climb to his bed willingly so he can have his way with her." Jate's eyes narrowed into slits and his voice turned deadly cold. "Bastard!"
It was an uneasy night in Fairview city. It was as if something frightening was going to happen. Many people were kept on their toes, anxiously waiting as if doomsday was upon them. In a quiet house in the mountains not too far from Fairview city. Mr. Howards was here. He hadn't been made his move at all. His cheeks were flushed and he looked good. After he heard the reports, he sat in the pavilion and was silent for a long time. "I wanted you to kill off Scar and that brat Jan Bobber, then put the blame on Jate Woods. I didn't expect him to walk into this plan himself," Mr. Howards said after a very long while. "I only wanted him to take the blame, but he actually did it himself." His eyes darkened and he couldn't understand Jate Woods at all. The less he understood, the more wary he became. "Can he take the brunt of Johnny Bobber's fury?" Killer asked. Out of the five of them that worked closely under Johnny Bobber, Killer had killed two and Jate Woods killed one. They were no
Meanwhile, somewhere in Fairview city. Johnny Bobber was here! He hadn't heard anything from his son, Jan Bobber, and he had even lost contact with Scar. Johnny Bobber was worried that Mr. Howard had made his move and killed his folks. But after returning to Fairview city, there was no trace of movement of Mr. Howards anywhere. That old thing wouldn't dare to move recklessly. He had been worried for nothing. But where was his son Jan Bobber then? His son loved to play and went anywhere he wanted, and he was an extremely arrogant and condescending character. Johnny Bobber knew, but it didn't bother him. Jan Bobber was Johnny Bobber's son, so who cared if he was domineering? It was only right of him to be arrogant! Since Mr. Howards dared not to make his move, then he had nothing to worry about. "There's no trace of of movement of Mr. Howards nor his weapon Killer. Looks like our news is reliable. Mr. Howards is getting old and scaredy." Star had picked up some information. He frowne
Bang! Suddenly, an even more powerful force gushed out! Jate Woods fist didn't seem like much, but it was like rushing river waters and was extremely ferocious. Scar's expression instantly changed. He wanted to only use half of his strength, but now he immediately turned it up to full power. He didn't expect Jate Woods to be someone capable of fighting! But of course he wasn't in time. Crack! Compared to Scar's punch, Jate Woods's was faster! More powerful! And more fiercer! His fist smashed into Scar's thigh. There was a loud cracking sound that was the sound of a bone cracking! Scar went flying. The shock on his face had now turned into fear. The power this one punch packed was way too terrifying! If he hadn't dodged fast enough, his leg might be amputated on the spot! He was a highly skilled fighter! This Jate Woods was a highly skilled fighter! "Jan Bobber..." Scar yelled out and wanted him to run. But before he could get his full sentence out, Jate was already in front of him.
After work, Jate Woods took his wife and went to a hot spring resort. "I told you not to tire yourself out!" Jate nagged. "The company can take its time to advance, and it's good enough for you to just have a training ground." Angela had worked too hard and her body was so tired. Jate couldn't stand it anymore when he saw how she would massage her neck and shoulders from time to time and looked like she was feeling great discomfort. He made her stop work immediately and brought her out to relax. This hot spring resort belonged to Mr. Rogers, and it was fairly famous in the city. Not just any resort could get such a good spot with a natural hot spring after all. "Hubyyy...I still have reports to read." Angela had changed out of her clothes, but she was still talking about work. She had changed into a bikini, but she still kept a towel wrapped around herself, and was just short of wrapping her entire body up. "If you talk some more about work, I'll shut the company down right now!"
Jate Woods sighed to himself on the sofa, after hearing the news of the Clarkson family disappearance. This city of Fairview was a really interesting one. Five days later.... "What are you dreaming about?" Angela noticed that her husband was sitting in the sofa in a daze and she wrinkled her nose. "I asked you how was Fairview city, but you ignored me." "There's nothing interesting in there Eastblue city is still better." Jate just shrugged and just simply an answer. "None of the women there look prettier than you." Angela was about to say it was impossible that Eastblue city was better than Fairview city, but she didn't know how to respond to his second statement. Did this guy only know how to tease her all the time? Her face reddened and she glared at him for a time before finally managed to say, "You went there again and just to look at women?" Jate Woods nearly choked on the water he was drinking. Why was that Angela's focus?! "It's time to knock off, let's go home. I wonder
Miranda Bailey soon recovered from the shock. She warily hid behind her bodyguards to guard up Jate Woods against attacking her suddenly. She sneered, "Jate Woods, you really are something. Guess we can't fight you alone! But you're still just a human being. You can't be greater than weapons. Listen, I have my men aiming at you! You can't run away, no matter what. If you don't want to die, get down on your knees now!" "Get down on my knees? Are you kidding me? You don't deserve it!" Jate Woods stared at Miranda Bailey and spoke in his usual cold tone. Miranda Bailey could not help but bellow upon hearing his words. "Get the men to shoot him. He's dying to go to hell!" Miranda Bailey scowled and ordered Tom Clarkson, who stood by her side drily. The latter did not hesitate to give his order through the microphone, which was pinned on his collar, "Men, get ready to shoot." Selena whined and struggled madly when she heard him. Miranda Bailey and Tom Clarkson, with the rest of their
What? When Henry Styles and Bob Miller heard him, they were utterly astounded. Jate Woods was the Young Master of the Woods family, a powerhouse of the wealth and power. For Jate Woods, killing someone from the Styles family and Miller family was as easy as slaughtering an animal. Furthermore, if Jate Woods had truly killed Mask Styles, he would have admitted it openly. The Styles family and the Miller family would not dare to oppose him at all. However, things became complex now that Jate Woods denied involvement in this. The cunning Henry Styles and Bob Miller quickly realized someone else had killed Mask and Jimmy. That person was trying to push the blame onto the Young Master and use them to kill him! Upon this revelation, they gritted their teeth out of resentment. The mastermind had not only killed their juniors, they had also tried to use them to deal with the Young Master of the Woods family. Because of that, their families had almost gotten wiped off by the him. They must g
When this thought surfaced in Henry Styles and Bob Miller's minds, they were so scared that they paled instantly. Sweat started to drip down their foreheads. "Kill them and take revenge for Young Masters of the Miller family!" "Yeah! Kill his family and take revenge for the Young Masters of the Styles family!" Henry Styles and Bob Miller's followers did not seem to noticed the strange expressions that had appeared on their masters' faces. They started yelling furiously as they prepared to attack Jate Woods's family. However, Bob Miller stopped them hurriedly. "Wait for a moment!" Everyone was stunned and confused, everyone looked at Bob Miller, who had earlier declared that he wanted to kill Jate Woods's family. Henry Styles was also staring at Jate Woods apprehensively. Pointing at the jade on the table, he asked with a trembling voice, "Jate Woods, where did you get that plate from?" Staring at the terrified Henry Styles and Bob Miller, Jate Woods replied with a smile, "This j
Henry Styles nodded. "I thought the same idea as you. To deal with a small fry like Jate Woods, we must take an aggressive stance and let the entire country know how powerful we are. Otherwise, there'll still be people trying to challenge our authority in the future." When Henry Styles said that, a worried expression appeared on his face. "If both of our families attack Jate Woods, to kill him will be a piece of cake. However, I heard that the there's a rumor that the Young Master of the Woods family has been found and he was now currently staying at Eastblue city, making a low-profile living." Indeed when Miranda Bailey found him, she immediately spread a rumor where's his whereabouts. "We plan to mobilize a large group of followers and kill that bastard Jate Woods's family in Eastblue city. But if we disturb the Young Master of the Woods family by doing so, we'll be doomed," He added. Bob Miller said, "Yes, we need to take note of this. Why don't we do this? I'll give the the May