Brent and I had just made our way to the front of the security company office building when we saw Kendall, with several rows of tall bodyguards standing behind him. They were all dressed in black suits and dark sunglasses, appearing very imposing.When he saw me, Kendall had a slight smile on his face, but then seemed to remember my demands and immediately tensed his expression. He reverted to a cold and arrogant expression as he waited for Brent and I to come up to him. Afterward, Kendall said angrily, "You guys came here by yourselves? David, don't you have any bodyguards to protect you? "I waved my hand around, signaling that I did not need any bodyguards. As a battle-hardened retired mercenary, Brent was just about all I needed for protection. Victor had also made arrangements for some bodyguards to secretly protect me. Thus, it was unnecessary for me to have additional bodyguards come with me wherever I go.There was no need for me to explain these matters to K

According to Kendall, he was not the one who ordered the assassination of the rich out-of-state businessman, which made Brent and I both very shocked and curious at the same time."Rest in peace. Does the poor guy have a name?" Brent asked out of nowhere."Leslie Molder, he’s the son-in-law of the Tappers of Gaston City. It’s my suspicion that he was killed by a hitman sent by the Tappers!" Kendall said as he narrowed his eyes.“Tappers, aren’t they the wealthiest family in Gaston City?” Brent asked.Kendall nodded his head and said, "Yeah, those Tappers."Kendall went on to tell us that it was through the Tappers’ influence that Leslie became such a wealthy man.Twenty years ago, Leslie was just a C-list celebrity. He was a handsome, tall, taekwondo black belter who could issue a series of kicks gracefully. He was noticed by the Tappers' eldest daughter during one of his performances and it was love at first sight fo

In part because of my dive and in part due to the bullet’s momentum flinging me forward, I threw myself onto the sniper. She reacted swiftly and pushed me to safety while executing a tactical roll. When she completed the roll, she was already squatting behind a tree and pointing her rifle in the direction of where the gun fire had come from.I felt an excruciating pain in my back. It was like a red-hot branding iron had poked my back. I struggled to get up but the sniper shout-whispered, "Stay down! Don't move!"As soon as she said that, she fired a shot. The noise was thunderous and the bright muzzle flash lit up everything around it. I heard a heavy thud from meters away.The next second, seven or eight muzzle flashes lit up in front of her. The hail of bullets sent leaves and branches splintering all around. Bullets started to splinter away the tree where she was hiding behind.Suddenly the sniper grunted and then fell to the ground.Shit! She's hur

The doctor had said that there were no abnormalities with my body and I constantly assured myself that I was normal and did not have any strange illness. However, I still suspected that I was different from ordinary people.Flight or fight responses were very natural and the body would secrete a lot of adrenaline during dangerous and exciting situations. The increase in adrenaline would cause a series of physiological reactions such as rapid heartbeat, sweating and increased sensitivity of the senses.However, ordinary people definitely did not have the ability to hear the slight sound of footsteps tens of meters away, as well as the sound of the springs in the gun. Not a single person ever mentioned the ability of seeing the bullets fired from the gun.I, however, had been able to do all these.When I hid in the car and, through the bulletproof glass, I was able to see the gunman's bullets flying through the air, I knew I was not an ordinary person.Yet the

Seeing my nod, Kendall grew even more excited and sniggered. He then headed to the back of his car and opened the trunk. There was a man inside and when I drew closer, I saw that it was Waldor.Waldor's hands and feet were tied up and his mouth was taped shut. The injuries on his nose and face appeared fresh. He must have been beaten by Kendall's men before Kendall took him here.He glared daggers at us as his pupils constricted when he saw that it was me. He began to quiver from head to toe out of fear."Waldor, you ungrateful asshole, David graciously allowed you to join his alliance regardless of your history with him. Instead of showing him some real gratitude, you sold him out and made an attempt on his life. You fucking deserve to die!" Kendall cursed as he dragged Waldor out of the trunk forcefully and slammed him down hard onto the ground. He then kept kicking Waldor until he began to whimper in utter pain and agony."That's enough, this isn't the place f