Twelve minutes later, the special fight Jeff had announced to the spectators was ready to begin.Magnus stepped into the arena first, met with boos and jeers from the spectators. They were still furious—after all, the Blue Hulk, the fighter whom they bet their money on, had been crushed so easily by Magnus.Just like in his first fight, Magnus didn’t care in the slightest. He focused only on the match ahead. Four opponents at once. His goal: finish this quickly and walk away with tens of millions of dollars.The spectators roared as Jeff called in Magnus’s opponents one by one—Luke the Blade, Kuma the Bear, the Terrifying Golan, the Almighty Xavier. Interestingly, each man carried a weapon.Magnus glanced toward Clara, silently demanding an explanation. She only shrugged and shook her head.Magnus returned his gaze to the four fighters. His suspicion was clear—Jeff had allowed them to carry weapons to make this “special fight” more entertaining. Or perhaps, Jeff simply wanted to ensur

To save time, Magnus hailed a cab.He didn’t realize that while he was standing on the sidewalk waiting, a middle-aged man stepped out of Apple & Poisson and quietly watched him.The moment Magnus climbed into the taxi, the man hurried to the bar’s parking lot, got into his car—a dark green military SUV—and tailed the cab.Inside the cab, Magnus rested a small black case across his lap. It made him uneasy—he wasn’t used to carrying something like that, especially knowing it held twenty million dollars in cash.He noticed the cab driver sneaking glances at the case through the rearview mirror. Magnus couldn’t tell if the man had bad intentions or not, but if he did, Magnus wouldn’t hesitate to break him.After about ten minutes on the road, the cab driver suddenly said, “Sir, I think we’re being followed.”Magnus fought the urge to glance back. “You sure?”The cab driver nodded. “What would you like me to do, sir? Should I speed up? Or maybe take a side road so we can shake them?”Magn

The soldiers stormed into the garage, rifles leveled at Brother and his men.“Hands up! Don’t move!”Brother’s men—small-time thugs at best—immediately lost their nerve at the sight of heavily armed soldiers. They looked to Brother for orders.But he had nothing. His mouth hung open, useless.“Round them up! Get those bodies out of here!” barked the middle-aged man.The soldiers didn’t waste a second. They stripped the gangsters of their weapons, shoved them to their knees, and cuffed their hands behind their backs.“B-Brother...” Boy’s voice cracked, calling to the Merseyvale Dragon Warriors’ leader.But Brother didn’t answer. He didn’t even glance at him. His eyes were locked on Magnus and the middle-aged man—back and forth, back and forth—trying to figure out who the hell they really were.“It’s all under control now. We can leave.” The middle-aged man clapped Magnus on the shoulder and climbed into the dark-green military SUV.Magnus frowned, scooped up his black case, and followed

At the front gate of the Barbosa estate, the two guards exchanged nervous glances.Just moments ago, Marco Barbosa had ordered them to electrocute—or even burn—Magnus alive when he tried to leave. Marco had threatened to fire them if they failed.The problem was, neither of them was sure they could pull it off. Half an hour earlier, they’d seen firsthand the terrifying aura radiating from Magnus. His gaze alone had crushed their courage.“What’s wrong with you two? Who just called?” Melvin’s voice was ice cold.He stood there twirling a knife in his left hand and a stun baton in his right. Ever since Bianca had driven the white Lamborghini past the gate, he’d been waiting—preparing himself to face Magnus again.He’d lost before, easily. But this time, he told himself, it would be different. This time, he’d break Magnus’s arms and legs.One of the guards reluctantly explained Marco’s orders. Seeing the hesitation written all over their faces, Melvin sneered.“What, you scared?” he mock

Magnus raised an eyebrow.Kauffman? He thought he’d heard the name before, though he couldn’t remember from where.He brushed off Robbert’s hand with a single swipe.“I don’t care who your father is. If you swallow your girlfriend’s baseless accusations whole, then you’re an idiot,” Magnus said.“What did you just say?!” Robbert snarled, pressing his forehead against Magnus’s, eyes bulging.Ding!The elevator arrived at their floor. Slowly, the doors opened. Outside, a few people were waiting to get in.“You’re lucky,” Robbert muttered, noticing the curious stares from those outside. “But remember this—if I ever see you again, I won’t hold back like I did this time.”Putting on his fiercest scowl, Robbert stormed out with Kate in tow, heading left. Two seconds later, Magnus stepped out as well, walking to the right.He didn’t waste another thought on the pointless incident and focused on finding the smartphone outlets on that floor.Normally, store staff would greet potential customer