All Chapters of The Almighty General : Chapter 151
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CHAPTER 152
Lance watched his son play on the rug for a moment, the flickering light of the television casting long shadows against the wall. The news anchor was still talking about the "Vigilante’s Fire," but the sound faded into the background as he felt a subtle vibration in his thigh. His expression shifted instantly. "I need to take this," Lance murmured to Isabelle. He stepped into his private study, the heavy oak door clicking shut. He pulled the sleek, encrypted phone from his pocket. "Report," he said, his voice a low rasp. "Hello, sir. Sorry to disturb you at this hour," Selene’s professional voice came through the speakers. "We have a lead. Regarding the night of the ambush, the night they thought they killed you." Lance’s grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. The air in the small study seemed to freeze. "Go on." "The footage we recovered from the satellite scrub was heavily corrupted, and as you know, every one of the assassins wore high-tech facial-blurrin
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"Hey, woman!" the leader shouted, slamming his hand on the bar. "Give us the good beer! And don't give us that watered-down trash you serve the tourists!"The men scanned the room, their eyes landing on Lance. He was the only person sitting at a full table. The leader, a man named Viktor with a jagged scar running down his neck, sneered. He led his crew over, their heavy boots thumping on the floorboards."Hey, you," Viktor growled, looming over Lance. "Get out of there. We want this table. It’s the only one with a good view of the door."Lance didn't even look up from his plate. He cut a piece of steak and chewed it slowly. "Can't you see I am eating?" he said, his voice calm. "There are other tables. You can sit down quietly elsewhere or find a place to join. But this spot is taken."The men froze. The silence in the bar became absolute. The regulars at the counter slowly slid off their stools, sensing the coming explosion."Do you know where you are, boy?" Viktor asked, his voice t
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"There is no need for all that," Lance said in a terrifyingly flat tone, with a gun barrel pressed against his skull. "Just apologize."Viktor’s face twisted in pure malice. "Apologize? I’ll tell you what. After you're dead, I’m going to use a hot iron to inscribe that apology into the skin of your back." He stepped back, keeping the revolver leveled at Lance’s chest, and signaled the room with a sharp nod. "Iwon'tt use this gun to end him quickly, that is too easy. Kill him. Break every bone before he stops breathing!"The air in the bar exploded.A massive man with a jagged scar lunged first, swinging a heavy iron pipe. Lance didn't even flinch. He stepped into the attacker’s space, moving like a shadow. His palm struck the man’s elbow, snapping the joint backward with a sickening crack. Before the man could scream, Lance seized the iron pipe mid-air and swung it in a low, brutal arc.The pipe connected with the shins of two approaching thugs, the sound of splintering bone echoing a
CHAPTER 155
The black van screeched to a halt at the base of a tower that loomed over the Gray District. This was the sanctuary of the Chairman.Heavy iron bars and concrete barriers blocked the entrance, guarded by men who looked more like soldiers than bouncers."Identify yourself!" a guard shouted, his hand resting on the holster of his sidearm.Lance didn't speak. He reached into the back of the van, grabbed a handful of Viktor’s shirt, and shoved the broken man toward the window."It’s... It’s me! It’s Viktor!" the leader wailed. "Open the gate! Open it now!"The guards exchanged confused looks but signaled for the gates to hiss open. Lance drove through, parked at the grand entrance, and stepped out into the cool night air. He didn't use the doorbell. He grabbed Viktor by the belt and the collar and launched him like a human battering ram.The massive mahogany doors burst open with a thunderous bang, splintering at the hinges. Viktor skidded across the marble floor of the foyer, groaning as
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Lance moved.To the Chairman’s horror, the man didn't dive for cover. He became a whirlwind of violent precision. Lance caught a flying bullet with the wooden top of a side table, then used the table as a shield to crush three guards against the wall. He spun, catching a taser wire mid-air and jerking it forward, sending the high-voltage current back into the man who fired it.It wasn't a fight; it was a slaughter. Lance moved through the guards like they were made of glass. He used a heavy glass vase to shatter a man’s jaw, then used the same man as a stepping stone to launch himself into the air. He landed a double-kick on two guards' chests.One guard tried to reload, but Lance was already there. He seized the man’s arm and snapped it over his shoulder, then used the guard's own baton to clear the rest of the room, blood sprayed on the walls.Less than three minutes later, the penthouse was silent. The men were slumped in heaps, the expensive furniture was reduced to splinters, and
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The Governor’s cold gaze shifted to Lance, who stood squarely in the center of the floodlights, looking completely out of place in his simple jacket. "What is this madness? How dare you lay hands on the Chairman? That is like laying hands on me! And you have the guts to drag him to my doorstep? Do you have a death wish?"Lance stood his ground, "I was eating. Viktor wasted my food. He said the Chairman would apologize, but he refused. The Chairman mentioned your name. Now, I am here for that apology."The Governor stared at him for a long, silent moment. Then, he let out a harsh, barking laugh. "What? All this for an apology? Is this a joke? Is there a camera somewhere?""This man is a lunatic! Kill him already!" the Chairman shouted from the dirt."I’m not here to cause any trouble," Lance said calmly. "Just apologize on his behalf, and everyone can go home happy. No one has to get hurt.""No one has to get hurt?" The Governor stepped forward, gesturing to the massive crates behind h
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Lance kicked open the double doors of the Crimson Lotus Casino. The air inside was thick with the scent of expensive perfume, and all around were men who gambled millions of dollars.This was the nerve center of the city’s underground weapons trade.Rich men in silk suits froze, their champagne glasses hovering mid-air. Lance marched through the center of the hall, dragging the battered Governor by his collar like a bag of trash."Where is the Syndicate Queen?" Lance’s voice boomed, cutting through the jazz music.Immediately, a dozen bodyguards in black suits drew guns."Hey, guys, relax," a soft, melodic voice drifted from the velvet-draped VIP balcony. "Don’t scare our customers."A young woman, breathtakingly beautiful and dressed in an intricate red silk gown resembling a Chinese princess, descended the stairs.She moved with grace, fluttering two ornate hand-fans.Lance shoved the Governor forward. The man collapsed onto the plush carpet, gasping for air. The Queen’s eyes widene
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"You still have time to say sorry," Lance said."I will slice you into a hundred pieces!" she laughed. To her, this was sport. She looked at the terrified rich men hiding under the tables. "Let’s make this interesting, gentlemen! Everyone, place your bets! The Syndicate Queen versus the Apology Beggar!"The giant digital screens above the bar flickered to life.ODDS: SYNDICATE QUEEN - $78,000 | APOLOGY BEGGAR - $3,000The rich began frantically placing bets on their phones. "He’s toast!" someone yelled. "Those blades move at the speed of light! He’ll be chopped meat before he can take a step!"The only person ever rumored to be faster than those blades was the legendary General, who had once driven the Queen into hiding. The Queen lunged. The blades hummed, cutting through the air, through a solid oak table, and through the stone floor as Lance danced between them.The fight was a cinematic blur. The fans whistled and returned, whistling and returning, creating a web of certain death.
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Lance looked at the fortress, then back at the man. His voice remained flat, unimpressed. "I was eating. Viktor wasted my food. He said the Chairman would apologize. The Chairman said the Governor would apologize. The Governor refused and mentioned the Queen, but she refused too. She mentioned your name. Now, I am here for that apology."A stunned silence fell over the mountain. Then, the Councillor’s guards began to laugh. The Councillor himself looked confused, then deeply insulted. "You went through all this... You broke the underworld’s hierarchy... because of an apology for a plate of food?""If you offend someone," Lance said simply, "it is right to demand an apology. I am here for the one I deserve.""Who cares about your stupid apology!" the Councillor roared. "You laid hands on my Queen! You humiliated my men! Get on your knees this instant and beg her for forgiveness!"The Queen let out a mocking, jagged laughter. "Hurry up and kneel, you fool! You're in the presence of a go
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Lance did not fold. He didn't even flinch. "I have stared death in the face and come back. Your magic trick doesn't scare me.""You are out of your mind!" the Queen shrieked. "You watched him level a mountain, and you think you have a chance? You!" will take your pride to your coffin," the Councillor growled, "I will grant your wish!"He raised both hands, gathering a massive sphere of crackling white lightning. The roar of the storm was deafening now. "Goodbye, boy!"Millions of volts of pure energy rushed toward Lance in a blinding streak of white fire. It was enough power to incinerate an entire army. The Queen and the Governor shielded their eyes, waiting for the explosion of charred flesh.The lightning hit Lance directly, but there was no scream.The impossible happened. As the energy hit his chest, the ancient pendant around Lance’s neck began to pulse with a fierce, golden light. Instead of burning him, the lightning began to swirl around his body. Lance reached out with both