“Hey, one bastard can’t do this to you all! Attack now!” their point man barked, standing with rifles held to his sides.Jaw clenching, fist tightening, he turned his back at them and once one neared him, he gave him a headbutt several times before grabbing his neck and breaking it. The other sent his first blow and he caught his arm with an open palm.A punch on his balls left that one trembling to his feet before falling. He grabbed two men at once and smashed their heads while his kicks handled two others with furious kicks.“Hey, who the hell is he?” the other asked as they approached with sharp swords and guns.A toss!The swords flew in the air and he grabbed them and snapped the blades into two, and tossed the blades at them and their throats were slashed. Blood pumped into the air.The rest corked their rifles and shot several times and Lucas dived in the air, waving off their bullets with his hands.“Who the hell is that man?” the point man queried the mask men that surrounde

“Men at the refinery have been slaughtered and soldiers have surrounded the area. Onlookers mentioned one man slaughtered them all.“What fucking one man are you talking about?” Carlos yelled, “Who the hell is the man, huh? ask questions. “How can soldiers surround the refinery? Does the man know who I am? That is absolute nonsense!”“Sir, all I can see written on the wall is Keep off god of war returns. This is mysterious. Who is against us?” the thug said form the other said.“Do your verifications and keep me posted,” Carlos said and hung up to pick up another call.Behind him were about five strippers, busty with thick hips and alluring curves massaging him, while the others dipped his legs in warm water and two others poured his wine.On the other end was his wife, Isabella, being massaged by heavily-armed, six packed thugs with threatening heights and fierce eyes.“Yeah, what is it?” he asked, once he picked up.“Boss there is trouble. We have lost the casino. A dare-devil bogey

Anthony Pitbull was his chief guard. He was a turf, burly, towering dude of about 6’2 inches, large palms and wider shoulders. He weighed 280 pounds and had a successfully history in street boxing and swords manhandling.Whenever Rodrigo Was with Anthony his pride was bigger than the universe because often than not, Anthony had single-handedly taken down one hundred men without any stain on his shirt.“Anthony did you see that?” he queried hiding behind him, who the fuck is here to cause chaos, huh? Some assholes have got guts but he won’t survive tonight,”Anthony tossed his head and his neck cracked several times, before he molded his rugged fist, getting ready to take down Lucas.Like a blast of a missile, Lucas smashed into the room through the roof and landed with the aura of one that had magnet under his foot. His burly tatted shoulders were turned to them as he faced the wall.The rest of the guards stood out, their chests held out as they pulled out their swords, pointing them

Shades of crimson flushed across his sweaty face as he lowered his gaze on the graves. He had always planned to give his parents a befitting funeral at old age. His jaw clenched hard as he groaned. “For as many involved in your death and misfortune, a dry bone will be better than them.”He squatted and touched his lips with a chaste kiss before placing the same finger on their graves and then dropped the flower. ““It is vengeance or vengeance. I …” he couldn’t’ complete his statement when an interrupting yell came from behind.“Hey, hey, who the fuck are you? How did you get in here?” the voice kept barking, and his back still turned at them , he could predict from their footsteps they were ten of them fully armed with swords and rifles.“What is he doing there?” one asked, he had a long scraggly hair, and from his poise and posture he was their ring leader.“I don’t know how he got into the presidential grave yard, boss,” one of them replied while the rest bowed and waited for orde

You slaughtered the Maduro’s in cold blood, burned their house, kidnapped their pregnant daughter-in-law, and sent their son to prison, huh!” Lucas groanedJose dimmed his eyes, his memory going down the lane when Lucas’s parents were shot in the chest, and his pregnant wife was on the run when she slammed on the floor before the masked men gripped her.“Lucas?” he could recall now, his mouth going sour. “I thought you were in prison.”“Where is my pregnant wife, Jose?” he groaned ignoring the masked men whose bow had pulled back for a shot, “If you can reveal her location to me I will let you live. As for the crude oil land, forget. I am now in control.”“You motherfucker!” he cursed, his voice echoing off the wall, “So you sent your soldiers to recover that refinery and you expect me to reveal your pregnant wife’s location, huh. You must be stupid in the intestine. Many elite names are attached to that crude oil so you can’t win.”“I swear I am going to kill you till your hundredth