All Chapters of From Prisoner To God Of War: Chapter 31
- Chapter 40
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Lucas or Mr. President
“Did you just hear that, huh?” Mr. President yelled at Diego, “Is that not coming from Sampson, huh. I told you when you wanted to appoint him as the general. Look at what he just told us.”“I will order my men to sniff him and bring him down here,” Diego said, seething and deeply pained that Sampson could tell them that on the phone.“Do that immediately,” Mr. President said and left with his orderly and guards.Diego ordered his men to find Samson wherever he was and bring him down to the bunker. After a few minutes he could see the vans and trucks of dead soldiers being conveyed into the trench.The soldiers alighted with the remains of Samson and a few of dead ones. He was still gasping for breath right now.“He is badly injured boss,” the soldier told Diego, but then he stood and peered at Samson,“You see how ungrateful you are. I made you a general not out of combat and strength but out of pity and you open your fucking mouth to curse me and mister president, huh?”“No, I did i
No Funeral No Retreat
With long sheen hair and dressed in a white robe, Chow Lee alighted from the car accompanied with six of his servants; he was received in the bunker by the armed soldiers of Diego.“You are welcomed, chow.” Diego stood up promptly and had a firm handshake with him, “I hope you had a swift flight. Welcome to the safest bunker in the clan. Meet my soldiers and I guess you can’t wait to see my rugged dragon.”Chow, a martial artist of few words, forced a smile and bowed slightly. “My pleasure, Diego,” he stared around and tossed his head, “Mr president said I must report today for the official funeral of his mother.”“Yeah, yeah,” Diego chirped and gestured at his soldiers to bring out the crude and bags, “Here you are. Ten million dollars and one hundred barrels of crude oil, if you can cripple Lucas and get him alive for the president.”Chow dimmed his eyes at the bags of money and barrels of crude. “Sounds appealing. Can I have the statistics of Lucas Maduro?”Diego tossed his head an
Stronger Than Them All
“Jel Lee! Jel Lee!”The other two chanted, seeing as one of their own burnt to nothing and they raised a thick brow at Lucas.“You are not going to escape doom tonight!” one cursed and spat at Lucas. “You are wanted alive but right now I am going to pour hell’s gate on you,” he jeered, and pulled out his blades getting himself armed with two blades now.He began to spin them around, and then clanked them before tossing them at Lucas. The blades sped in the flaming wind, and wanted to hit Lucas in the chest, when he swerved out of target and kicked them back at him.The blades slashed the head of the sender and the headless body thudded on the floor.His rival seeing that he was the only one alive, pulled out his pistol at Lucas who was beginning to match towards him. “Don’t you aver step any further inch, I will shoot. I swear to God you are dead beast?“Go ahead and shoot!”“Don’t you ever step an inch! Your hands on your head! Remain where you are now!”All the while Lucas had been
Chow And Lucas Off Gloves
“Don’t you need a backup?” The president asked Chow who busy saddling his back and a few of his gadget, “They say he fights like a crazy monster so I would suggest you go with some back up. We have more soldiers in the battalion.Chow gave a proud smile, his chest puffed with reserved fury.“His Excellency, perhaps you have not asked Diego to give you my statistics.” He prided and chuckled, “I don’t need a battalion to take him down. Just tell me what you want and it shall be done.”“Simple, I want him alive,” the president groaned rubbing his palm, “If you can fetch him alive for me, I promise to add your name as a shareholder in the refinery. I want Lucas to be alive and see his death. I need to chop off his ears and show him while he watches the hungry beast feed on it.”Chow folded a fist. “If that is what you want it shall be done.”Diego tossed his head and shook him. “Just be careful not to kill him. I trust what you can do, chow. Don’t disappoint us.”Chow held a hard smile on
Blood And Soil
Lucas held his pendant and the fire quenched right in his palms. “Oh I see. I am going to capture you soul and keep it as specimen for the witches, huh.”While he spoke, Chow kicked the heap of sound close by and they scattered in radiated energy, splitting into tiny blades that were supposed to slash Lucas on the throat and belly.But the arcane fighter, swerved around and held out his pendant before he melted the tiny blades into its original state.Chow winced seeing that heap of sand were now at the side of Lucas.He marveled within himself. No one had ever melted his charms, not even the best martial artists in his temple.“He fights like Ares himself, huh,” a voice of fear and despair echoed within him as he took a harder caution to face himLucas charged an ancient energy by punching on the floor and raising rays of red light that flashed as sword, and lunged out to chow. He slashed him and he dodged with a leap and shot a fire of brimstone at Lucas instead.In a powerful clash
A Monster
Lucas didn’t just wait for the soldier to confront him. Like a dove flying from the sky, he crash-landed in front of them, and they fell back and held out their rifles, heavy cracking of bullet shells filled the air.Lucas stood, his gaze lowered, long hair covering his hospital-looking face as he stroked his pendant.“I expect some of you soldiers to be loyal to me but you have chosen death over life, captivity over freedom. Now for the sake of being your former general, I will give you the opportunity to walk away as living souls.”“No, Lucas!” they chanted at once, their rifles still pointing at him, “You have no power to give us commands anymore. We are only answerable to two entities, Diego and Mr. president. And you have been instructed to vacate the presidential cemetery so that the president’s mother can be buried. You can also do us more favor by vacating the refinery as well.”Those words stole his excitement but he managed to repeat himself. “You all are people’s wives, fat
Diego Coveting Alicia
The moment Alicia heard the stomping of boot in the corridor, she knew who it was so she adjusted and held Morris tightly. Their confines were a transparent roofed house which gave room for the direct penetration of sunlight.Diego had put her and the kid in that confine after she dared to escape a few days ago.With red, brimming eyes, she squinted at the handle of the door opening gently and permissively. And then she began to adjust to the edge of the wall with Morris tightly held in her embrace.Diego paused at the door, his restless eyes roaming from edge to edge, trying to see if she was up to some skims. He took out his 8-rounds pistol, his boot stomping as he neared her.“You never told me your husband was the unbeatable monster who could take down hundreds of soldiers as if he were walking on anthills,” he pressed the gun on her skull and then put it between her thick lips.“Taking a look at you right now arouses my dick. You must be good at giving a head, huh,” he burst into
Aborted Escape
Shortly after Diego had left, Alicia had engaged Peter in a steamy stare. Her eyes focused on the large bunch of key drooping from his jacket. She knew that was the key to the major exit and if she could have it, she would be on her way out of the dangerous bunker.Peter was pouring some wine by the corner of the shelf, his eyes fixed on mixing some wine.She held out her G-string, the same G-string Diego had stripped from her waist. “Opportune to see this.” She flirted with him, her focus still on the key.Peter managed a smile on his face and then shrugged, “You are my master’s food, but trust me when I tell you I have so much respect for your husband, and he is the master I speak of.” Peter paused to recall his impactful experience with Lucas. “He was such a dedicated general and a teacher.”Alicia sighed. “I am tired of dreaming about him, I hope someday I will see him in flesh and blood. The system wants to scrape his name from what is rightfully his. They slaughtered his parents
Hard Escape
“Are you searching for something?” the soldier beamed, his smile hugely kept as he pulled out a gun and pointed at the skull of the kid, “I guess you would understand this language better,” he corked.“Mummy” Morris finally called with scare and trembling, as he felt the hard grip of his oppressor on his skull, knowing something was definitely wrong.“Hand me my son,” she opened her arms, “You wouldn’t do that. All we want is a peaceful escape. You should have pretended not to have seen us. You can still do that. Hand me my son now,” her tone, was a bit pensive as she glued to her spot.“The keys!” the soldier demanded with temerity, “Hand them over to me or I swear to god I will blow his skull and hand them to you for dinner. The keys now!” he began to near her and each time he did, earned her a step backward.“I can’t,” she tossed her head, her face squeezing in utter rejection as she clamped the bunch even tighter, her eyes scanning around for any weapon of defense. She only could
How Dreaded Diego Is
The soldier pressed on the emergency alarm and a battalion of soldiers sprang out for action from their manholes.Every one of them clutched their guns and widened their eyes for any escapee or intruder. She seemed to have been out of sight now as the soldier pointed his gun around, combing around for her.“I got your son. You can’t escape this. Unless you are not a mother, you would want to escape with him. Yeah. Even if you do I swear to god I will still find you and make you…”He hadn’t finished his words when a heavy metal slammed on his skull, leaving him sliding to their ground. She gave him a resounding kick in the face and belly and about to finish him up, he clutched her leg and tossed her to a corner like leaflet.She winced and whines painfully. About to pounce on her feet and another soldier pounced out and grabbed her before a resounding slap accompanied his intention; this time her sight blurred as she rolled her eyes to gain vigor.He punched her in the face, leaving he