All Chapters of A Man Called Revenge: Chapter 201
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Chapter 197: Lab F7
The convoy of executives and security personnel moved through Apex’s sterile hallways, their shoes clicking against marble tiles. The deeper they went, the fewer windows, the dimmer the lights. The walls narrowed, painted industrial gray, cameras watching every corner.At last, they reached an elevator tucked behind a locked door. A biometric scanner glowed red. The manager pressed his trembling hand to the glass; it flashed green. The doors slid open, revealing a steel box with no buttons, just a single slot for a keycard.The manager glanced at Gary. “F7 is restricted to underground access only. Once we go down… there’s no stopping until we reach the floor.”Gary stepped in first. “Then let’s not stop.”The elevator dropped, smooth but fast. Gary felt the hum of machinery beneath his feet, the press of air growing heavier. He thought of Maria’s eyes. Of Mei Lin’s chest ripped open. Of his grandfather’s bloody smile. The ghosts followed him, but this time, he wasn’t the victim walkin
Chapter 198: A Taste Of Your Own Med
Adam stepped forward quickly, his words tumbling out in a rush. “Master Wang, it’s not what it looks like. We didn’t mean to hide anything malicious. This lab—it’s for research. A cure. For… for a rare ailment. Yes, a cure. Nothing in here is dangerous. Nothing toxic. We only concealed it because we wanted to perfect it before presenting to you.”Gary raised a brow, his face unreadable. “A cure?” His voice was calm, but the air seemed to tremble with it. “For what, exactly?”Brown swallowed hard, fumbling. “For… for autoimmune failure, sir. For conditions that destroy the body. We thought if we could refine it here, in secret, we could deliver something that would change medicine forever.”Gary’s eyes swept the lab—rows of pale workers, eyes sunken, skin clammy, coughing into their sleeves. Their hands shook as they measured powders, their masks failing to hide the misery carved into their faces. A “cure”? They looked like the ones who needed saving.He stepped deeper inside, his voi
Chapter 199: Disgusting Things
“You all disgust me,” Serena spat, her chest heaving. “While Master Gary was away, while I was drowning in reports and numbers, you thought you could turn his empire into a slaughterhouse for profit? You think you can hide this from me?” She pointed at the workers, pale as corpses, some of them crying quietly, their bodies shaking from exhaustion and toxins.She turned on Adam, eyes blazing. “Who did you sell it to? Who gave you this order?”Adam dropped his gaze, almost crying. Brown tried to speak, but his voice cracked. Finally, one of the younger men whispered, “Elijah Dane. Governor Dane’s only son. He… he was the sponsor. He gave the money, the guards, the threats. The offer was… it was too good.”Serena froze, then turned slowly to Gary. Her face softened, and she sank to her knees before him. “Boss… this was my responsibility. I should’ve seen it. I should’ve caught it. I failed you.” Her head bowed, her voice breaking. “Please… forgive me. Please.”Gary stepped closer, looking
Chapter 200: A Smart Young Man
Soon, school for the day was over.Miles wasn’t exactly impressed by the lectures as they were all too familiar, and he ended up answering the majority of the questions. But it was worthwhile.He grabbed his crossbody bag and left the lecture hall, all eyes on him. New student, Chinese accent, an orphan. They had given him names.He pushed out of the lecture hall thinking the classroom had been the loudest thing he'd heard all day. He was wrong.The corridor smelled of warm paper, cheap coffee and the faint, greasy tang of the dining hall. Students splintered off in clumps—one group arguing about a midterm, another tossing a frisbee carelessly near the arch and some group of boys bragging about how many girls they pounded over the weekend. He wasn’t supposed to hear all of this information, but somehow, his hearing senses were sharper than ever before.A poster tacked to a corkboard caught his eye: a red slash and the word RAZOR in jagged letters. Beneath it, a phone number. A draft o
Chapter 201: Razor Cult
Miles followed the sound, quickening his steps until he turned a corner behind the old maintenance building. His chest tightened at the sight: Tim was on the ground, curled up, his glasses cracked, his bag tossed aside. Four guys circled him, their laughter echoing like a pack of hyenas.Tim was getting beat!“Pathetic. Weak little pussy,” one spat, kicking Tim in the ribs. “Crying like a baby. That’s all you’re good for.”Tim wheezed, begging, his voice breaking. “P-please… stop. I didn’t do anything… I swear…”Another boy leaned over him, tall and wiry, tattoos peeking from under his sleeves. He yanked Tim up by his collar. “Didn’t do anything? That’s the point, loser. You exist. That’s your crime. This school is not for scholarship-given poor bitches like you.”The four guys wore black jackets with a jagged insignia on the back —a red slash in the shape of an ‘R’. Miles had heard whispers in class: The Razor Cult. A gang of rich kids, spoiled and untouchable because of their parent
Chapter 202: "Fight Fight Fight!"
The chant started low, just a handful of onlookers who had stumbled onto the alley. Then it spread, voices multiplying, boots stomping, phones coming up to record. Within moments, a circle had formed around Miles and the Razor boys, their jeers and laughter rising into the twilight sky.The Razor Cult thrived on attention. The more eyes on them, the more vicious they became. Now, with an audience, their cruelty only sharpened.Kai, the tattooed lieutenant, wiped blood from his mouth and snarled, trying to recover his swagger. “You’ve just signed your death warrant, orphan. Nobody embarrasses the Razors and lives to tell the story.”The scarred boy clutched his broken arm, but even he barked through the pain, “Yeah, fresh meat! You’ll crawl out of here on your knees, begging for mercy!”The crowd roared its approval, fists pounding against metal railings and dumpsters. The scene had become more than bullying—it was spectacle. A fight club without rules, fueled by bloodlust and humiliat
Chapter 203: The Beast Unleashed
The scarred boy went first, reckless from the humiliation of his broken arm. He rushed with his good hand, aiming a wild punch at Miles’ temple. But Miles was unfazed. He swiftly ducked under it, drove his fist into the boy’s gut, and spun, slamming an elbow into his jaw. The boy dropped, wheezing, his head smacking against the pavement. The crowd erupted, gasps mixing with cheers.The braces kid shrieked, grabbing a chain from his pocket. He swung it overhead, the links whistling through the air. “I’ll carve your fucking face, freak!”Miles sidestepped as the chain came down, seized the metal mid-swing, and yanked it hard. The boy flew forward, off balance. Miles’ knee met his face with brutal precision. Blood sprayed as the kid crumpled, teeth clattering to the ground. The crowd groaned in unison, a mix of awe and horror.“Holy shit,” someone muttered. “He’s actually beating them.”“This is so fucking impossible.”“I can’t believe what my eyes are seeing. Someone –anyone– is this r
Chapter 204: Not A Human
Miles stood over him, chest heaving, the circle of students frozen in shock. He could feel it—the monster begging to finish them, to break every bone, to silence the laughter forever. But he stopped. He forced the rage down, his voice cutting through the silence.“This ends now. Touch him again,” he pointed at Tim “...and I’ll bury the whole Cult myself.”The crowd went wild, phones flashing, voices screaming. Miles had done the unthinkable—humiliated the Razor Cult in front of everyone.Kai spat blood, eyes blazing with hate. “You’re dead. Carson will skin you alive for this.”Miles didn’t answer right away. He crouched, closing the space between them, his shadow falling over Kai’s broken frame. His voice was low, calm, but it carried like thunder. “What about your promise, Kai? You said if I landed even one punch, the Razors would strip naked right here, bow, and call me Boss. I landed more than one. You’ve all touched the ground. So…” He tilted his head. “Where’s my bow?”The crowd
Chapter 205: Leader Arrives
The circle of students rippled with excitement as Carson Carter stepped into the clearing. Phones shot higher into the air as everyone now wanted to get a video of the next fight. The chants fell quiet, replaced by an electric buzz of whispers. Everyone knew what Carson’s presence meant. The lieutenant fights were fun, but this? This was history in the making. No one had ever seen someone stand up to the Razors, let alone beat them bloody. And now the king himself had arrived.Carson adjusted the cuffs of his blazer like he had all the time in the world. His polished shoes crunched against the gravel as he strolled forward, his free hand resting lightly on the green-eyed girl’s waist. She moved stiffly beside him, her smile faint, eyes darting once toward Miles before she quickly looked down. It was small, almost invisible, but Miles caught it. That flicker of unease. It gnawed at him.Carson stopped a few feet from Miles, surveying the scene. His lieutenants lay groaning on the grou
Chapter 206: Skin & Silence
The crowd were eager to watch the scene, to see the blood, to witness the battle between the mysterious orphan kid who just singlehandedly brought down four of the Razor cult members and Carson, son of the great, rich untouchable Mr. Carter.Miles watched silently, curling his fist into a tight ball as Carson lunged forward, about to strike him when…Suddenly, a voice—thin with fear, but loud enough to cut through the noise—called out, “Carson, stop! Please… Carson, don’t!”Every head turned. Where Carson’s entrance promised spectacle, Nina’s cry offered a different note: softness in a place that only knew hardness. She had stood behind Carson, the girl he’d arrived with earlier, the green-eyed girl from the Mercedes. Now she stepped forward, hands trembling, eyes on Miles like she might be asking for mercy from the wrong god.Carson paused, the motion theatrical and slow. He turned back to her, annoyance flickering across his face before the practiced smirk slid back on. “What did yo