Mr Richard was astounded by the scene infront of him. Did that useless piece of trash just kick one of the famous goons in Los Angeles?

Scar,as nicknamed by others was one among the most feared goons around Los Angeles.

He would be hired by prominent casinos, clubs and even companies to offer protection.

Seeing him lying down unconscious from just one attack from the weak looking bastard of the Carter family really suprised him.

When the other burly men saw what happened to their leader, they became rather scared of the terrifying man standing before them.

Tyson was now exuding a domineering Aura, an air that spelt trouble.

Looking at him, the guards were no longer seeing a weakling, but a grim reaper ready to declare their fate.

They were here at the company under the Instruction of their leader scar to offer protection to the brilliance Corp and in exchange, they could earn a few bucks.

Looking at the situation, their reward was no longer going to be dollars but a tour to hell.

They still Loved their live.

Seeing the limp body of their leader, they took off, not daring to spend another minute in that hellhole.

The guard standing behind Mr Richard trembled, thanking the heavens he wasn't the one send to confront the young man.

He could help but shiver after thinking about how it didn't take Tyson an effort to knock a burly Street goon unconscious.

Scar was the type of person who would be involved in Street brawls each day and emerge the winner.

How terrifying could the young man be to tackle him in less than two seconds?

" How dare you attack my men? Do you want a beating?" Mr Richard bellowed, trying to use his male dominance to scare Tyson away.

The truth was he was shaking inwardly and almost peed on his pants.

The last thing he wanted me as to get such a terrifying kick.

It might as well end his pathetic Life.

But Wait...

Why didn't anybody tell him that the new chairman and as proficient in martial arts?

All he knew about his young man was the information supplied by the heir of the Carter family.

Actually, he had been Instructed to use all available methods to get rid of Tyson and have him disappear from Los Angeles.

Bit after what he witnessed today, he figured out that the Carter's will need a new method to drive the young man away.

Using force would only land them into trouble of getting beaten bad bones broken.

" What if that's exactly what I want?" Tyson said, making his way to the trembling man a few steps away with his predatory eyes fixed on him.

He could tell what was running through the man's head but he wouldn't be Tyson If he let the man live to tell the tale.

The last thing he was looking forward to was people getting to know about his real strength. That would jeorpadize his plans.

Although he doubted anybody would believe such news, he still wanted to be careful.

Known as the useless son-in-law was better for his ultimate goal than having others discover what he is capable of doing

Seeing the young man closing in to him, Mr Richard panicked.

He didn't want to end up like scar nor was he willing to sacrifice his life for the Carter's.

Yes, the money he was being rewarded as their lackey was good but it will never be good as being alive.

" What are you doing?" He asked frantically, taking one step back everytime Tyson takes a step towards him.

" Don't come any closer, stay away from me or the Carter's won't let you go of anything happens to me." He argued, trying to use the Carter's name to scare Tyson away.

But Mr Richard should have known better than use the Carter's family to scare Tyson.

Just hearing that family's name was enough to fuel Tyson's anger.

He couldn't get the picture of his mother struggling to feed him and herself, doing odd jobs all day long and night and her weak body as she may in bed sick.

All the hardships his mother went through for years was thanks to that family.

He loathed them to the core and the only thing he wanted was to see them destroyed and that's exactly what he was going to do, he would destroy them to the last thread.

Tyson sneered, his eyes burning with an unrecognizable emotion.

" The Carter family? Do you think those bunch of useless idiots are worth being mentioned alongside me?" He asked, his body enveloped by a domineering Aura that Mr Richard not being able to withstand the pressure anymore actually peed on his pants.

" Too bad for you. You are a lackey send to make things hard for me, how about I make your life down to hell simple instead?" Tyson asked, Lazy smile dancing on his lips before he flicked a round thing towards Mr Richard.

A narrow hole was created on his neck as blood gushed out of the opening.

Within seconds, his body slumped down, motionless.

Dusting his hands, Tyson's took two steps before halting.

" Come out!" His voice was low but authoritative, making whoever was hiding behind the car jump from the coldness.

A young man in his early thirties emerged from behind the car.

His body was trembling despite trying to stay composed.

" Good morning chairman?" Dean greeted, trying to put on a fake smile on his face.

Actually he wasn't all sad or afraid after he saw Mr Richard drop dead.

He was actually happy about the new develop of events.

He just didn't expect the new chairman to be an exact opposite of what others described him to be.

He was really scared that he wouldn't be able to withstand working alongside that man.

" Clean that mess and follow me to the office in five." He said pointing at the dead body lying on the parking lot.

" And see into it that he doesn't say a word about what happened here. Get rid of him if you must." He added, pointing at the guard he had met earlier before walking with his posture straight, head held high to the office.