All Chapters of The Hidden Supreme Son-in-Law : Chapter 61
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Chapter 061
In the dim control room, only the glow of the large monitors lit up the pale faces of Don Matteo and Silvana. The security feeds showed Brutus, La Serpiente, and Ravelo—all dead in gruesome conditions, their bodies no longer whole—while the man who should have been their victim walked leisurely through the carnage, as if nothing in the world could stand in his way.Silvana bit her lip, her clenched fists trembling. “Boss… we’ve lost. There’s no way we can beat that monster! We have to go. Now.”Don Matteo tried to swallow, but his throat was bone dry. His breathing was heavy, as though his lungs were filled with stone. He nodded quickly, his voice hoarse. “Y-yes… you’re right. The Marcellis are finished. We’re leaving. Right now.”Wasting no time, they opened the emergency evacuation route—a heavy steel door at the side of the room that led to an outer balcony. The night air was freezing, cutting to the bone. They stood at the edge, seven stories above the ground, the dim lights of th
Chapter 062
The night air at the harbor still reeked of gunpowder, mixed with the faint smoke rising from broken buildings. Yet Kael’s steps were calm, as if the battlefield was nothing more than an empty street he had walked a thousand times before.He stopped near the pier, eyes briefly drifting toward the dark sea where the waves rolled gently. The dim glow of the harbor lights shimmered on the water’s surface, like drowned stars trying to resurface.Without a word, Kael pulled his phone from the pocket of his worn vest. The screen lit up, casting a cold light on his face. A few new notifications popped up—updates from Vale.The results of the identification were now displayed clearly on the screen. Kael scrolled through the report quickly, his eyes narrowing slightly. Nothing interesting at first… until he stopped at one attachment: a text message.He tapped it open.“Bella Laurent,I haven’t forgotten the look in your eyes that night.I’d like to know you better. Dinner, tonight, nine o’cloc
Chapter 063
The night air in the city center cut sharp and cold, its chill bouncing off the towering glass of Albrecht Tower—standing tall like a monument to arrogance. City lights shimmered below, but around the main gate it was silent, too silent—like the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to break.Kael walked steadily toward the black iron gates. Each step was calm, deliberate, as though he was simply walking home.But high above, on the 30th floor—two shadows froze behind tinted glass.“Target’s in the zone,” one of them whispered, his voice flat, almost mechanical. His finger rested firmly on the trigger of an anti-materiel rifle, the long barrel gleaming, ready to unleash death.The other, a man with a scar across his cheek, exhaled slowly. “Range: twelve hundred meters. Wind: point-two west. No chance of missing.”“He’s just a man,” the first one muttered. “Even if he isn’t—like Mr. Albrecht said—this bullet pierces a hundred centimeters of steel. Even if he’s a mo
Chapter 064
The chill inside the tower greeted Kael, but his steps stayed casual—almost like someone coming home late at night, not a man who had just slaughtered a small army of criminals.But only a few meters into the lobby, a heavy voice rumbled through the silence.“Stop right there.”The voice was rough, thick, loaded with military authority. From the shadows to the left, a burly old man stepped forward. His hair was streaked with white, but his body was still solid with muscle, wrapped in a black military uniform covered in medals. His sharp eyes carried the weight of a man who had lived his whole life on the battlefield.From the other side, another figure emerged—an old man in a long white robe, like some kind of Chinese sage. His hair was pure white, tied neatly back, his face calm and regal, but there was a cold arrogance about him, the kind only born from surviving countless battles.The two of them stood side by side, blocking Kael’s path.“Are you Kael?” the military man asked, his
Chapter 065
Qian Long stood unsteady, blood dripping from his lips. But his eyes burned with a fire far deeper than anger—it was desperate resolve. He raised his hand, and from his sleeve rolled out a small, round object, no bigger than half a baby’s fist. A pill. It glimmered gold, like a living ember glowing from within. Kruger turned, his breath ragged, his body covered in wounds. “What… is that?” Qian Long’s voice was low, yet carried authority despite his broken state. “The Heaven-Breaking Pill. A forbidden treasure… only meant to be used when the world itself hangs in the balance.” His sharp gaze locked onto Kruger, each word striking like a hammer. “Whoever swallows it… their power will triple. But the price… is fifty years of life.” Kruger froze, his face tightening. “Fifty years…? That means—” Qian Long grinned faintly, blood staining his teeth. “We’re old men already, Kruger. What use is long life… if we die here tonight, torn apart by this brat? If we can kill him, then the pr
Chapter 066
Dust still hung in the air, the heat of battle not yet fully gone. Kael stared once more at the two corpses before him, then let out a long, ragged breath. Each inhale felt like knives carving through his lungs. His legs gave way, and he finally allowed himself to sink into the cracked, blood-soaked ground.His hand pressed against his chest; blood still trickled slowly from several open wounds. Yet his eyes stayed cold, only twitching slightly from the sting. “Hurts… but not enough to drop me yet,” he muttered under his breath.Cross-legged, he pressed both palms to the ground. From his fingertips, a thick, black aura seeped out like fog, spreading slowly in a dark ring around him. It drew in the remnants of energy in the air—pure essence from the earth, and the chaotic residue of Qian Long and Kruger’s techniques just moments ago.The mist pulsed, like the breath of some living beast. With every pulse, Kael’s wounds gradually stopped bleeding. The gash on his shoulder eased, the tor
Chapter 067
The first body was sent flying before it even had the chance to scream, its chest bones crushed under Kael’s palm strike. Two others tried to flank him from the left and right, but he only twisted his body slightly—his knee slammed into one man’s ribs, while his heel cracked the other’s jaw. Both were tossed into a pile of rubble, their weapons clattering across the floor.“Slow. Way too slow. I’m not even trying yet,” Kael said, his voice calm, as if he were scolding clumsy students.One after another, their formation fell apart. Kael moved like a black current flowing between them—sometimes surging, sometimes vanishing and reappearing in places they didn’t expect. Every time he reappeared, another body hit the ground—some merely unconscious, some never to rise again.Panic started creeping into Thorne’s men. Their eyes darted around for an escape that didn’t exist, cold sweat trailing down their temples despite the guns still in their hands. Their bullets hit nothing but dust and sh
Chapter 068
A few minutes earlier, on the 47th floor of Albrecht Tower.Vincent sat with his back to the cracked glass window—damage from the chaos raging below. His hands gripped the edge of the table so tightly his knuckles turned white. On the monitor before him, the once-proud lobby of his tower lay in ruins. Small fires flickered among the rubble, and through the swirling smoke, he saw him—Kael!Kruger and Qian Long… the two pillars he’d bought with wealth and blood. Now, they were nothing more than meat. Dozens of his elite troops… strewn across the floor like garbage. And Thorne… he’d be next!Vincent had never truly known fear. He’d faced bullets, knives, and more betrayals than he could count. But now, something was clutching his throat—cold, slick, and real. Death. For the first time in his life, he imagined himself broken beneath that man’s hands.“Impossible… how did he survive all that?” he muttered, his voice trembling without him realizing it.One of his aides stepped closer. “Sir,
Chapter 069
The Laurent family’s main meeting room was thick with the scent of expensive tea and an undercurrent of tension. Hector sat with his arms crossed, Mariana stared out the window looking bored, while Grace tried to appear calm even as her fingers tapped the table nonstop. Agatha, as always, sat at the head chair—upright, cold, her gaze impossible to read.The double doors swung open.A group of soldiers entered, followed by a hard-faced commander. Two of them carried the bound and gagged body of Don Matteo, his head hanging weakly. A dark bruise marred the side of his neck.Silence.Hector shot to his feet, eyes widening. “Is that… Don Matteo?” he muttered, half in disbelief.“Look at his face… that really is Don Matteo!” Mariana leaned forward, her voice almost choking on shock. “We won?”Grace stared at the man’s limp figure, her heart pounding. “Unbelievable. We actually brought down the Marcelli Syndicate!”The commander gave a brief salute, then spoke. “Mission accomplished. Don Ma
Chapter 070
Don Matteo drew in a shaky breath, blood still dripping from the corner of his lips. His eyes locked on Agatha’s—fear lingered there, but despair was far stronger.“I didn’t kill your grandson! Yes, we’re a criminal syndicate, but we don’t go around killing random people—especially not someone from a prestigious family like the Laurents. I think someone’s trying to pit us against each other.”The words made the whole room tense up again. Hector, already impatient, roared, “Pit us against each other?! That’s the stupid excuse you came up with?! You think we’ll buy that?!”His fist smashed into Don’s face again, making the steel chair rattle violently as blood splattered on the floor.Don groaned but didn’t avert his gaze from Hector. “I’m telling you the truth…” he rasped.“Enough, Hector!” Agatha snapped, her voice cracking like a whip. “Your temper will only blind us further. Let him speak!”Hector growled under his breath but this time held back, his chest rising and falling with re