A sleek black sedan pulled over near the overpass where the accident had just occurred.The front door of the car swung open, and a figure dressed in all black stepped out.None other than Jack, the hired assassin brought to this city by the Sturkluson family.While down below was noisy and chaotic, Jack casually walked to the roadside, standing near the sturdy guardrail in front of him.He took off his black sunglasses. He flicked a cigarette and tucked it between his lips.With a disappointed expression, he shook his head. Then he lit the cigarette and took a drag, exhaling smoke through his nostrils."I thought you were tougher than this, Tony. Honestly, this is truly disappointing," he said, taking another drag and exhaling smoke.His eyes narrowed. Below, Tony's car was ablaze at the back. There were no signs that the driver was still alive.Police sirens sounded. Police patrol cars emerged from the front.Jack observed the police patrol cars for a moment, smirked mockingly, then
Two teenagers wielding baseball bats stepped forward, raising their hands high, ready to swing the bats at Tony.Tony prepared to block the two simultaneous attacks with his right hand and foot. At that moment, the door behind Tony opened.The movements of the two naughty teenagers instantly halted. Their gaze, as well as that of the other teenagers, fixed on the figure emerging from behind the door.A redhead girl. Her eyes were blue."Hey, what are you doing now? Haven't you learned your lesson after my uncle beat you up last week, huh?" the girl said.Boldly, she stepped forward. In both hands, she carried a black plastic bag filled with kitchen waste. She intended to throw it into the trash can next to Tony."Shut up, Pearl. I know Xavier isn't at the shop today. He's sick, right?" the blond teenager quipped, smirking arrogantly.Pearl's expression immediately changed. What the blond teenager said was true. Xavier, her large-bodied uncle, wasn't at the shop today because he was st
"You and your friends are still young. You should have plenty of other useful things to do rather than causing trouble with the Grand General," said the soldier, walking with his gun in hand.Sand was taken aback. Grand General? The person they just ganged up on was the Grand General?Sand knew nothing about the military. He had no idea what that title meant. However, as the three soldiers approached, he could imagine that the Grand General was someone they greatly respected and feared in the military.His hair stood on end. His mouth opened, but no words came out."Step away from the Grand General before I shoot you again," the soldier said, giving Sand a scornful look.The two other soldiers behind him appeared alert, momentarily glancing around.Sand was too young to face a situation like this. Whatever exactly happened, the man they just assaulted was important. That was clear.So, instinctively, with one hand gripping his other wrist and blood dripping, Sand took a step back.Amo
The caller abruptly ended the call after saying that. However, Jack knew who it was.None other than Tony, his target in his current mission."Son-of-a-bitch! You're playing me!" he cursed, staring at the broken glass and spilled wine on the floor.Now it was clear to him. He found it strange that his hunting had ended so quickly and easily. Apparently, Tony had managed to escape from that deadly accident."Maybe he managed to get out and run before the car exploded," Jack muttered, this time staring at his palm.Blood dripped from it. What he did to the glass had left a quite deep and long wound."Alright. Now let's see who's tougher," he said, then grabbed his black coat and put it on.He stood in front of the large vanity mirror, straightening his coat."You said you are going to hunt me back, hah? You think can do that, huh?" he said again.A smug grin adorned his face. His eyes gleamed.Fifteen minutes later...Jack was driving his car on the deserted highway.While holding the s
Finding Tony smirking arrogantly and giving him a disdainful look, Jack's chest immediately surged.If there was a pot of soup inside him, the soup had boiled until it changed color and emitted a foul smell."So, you're the one who set up this booby trap, huh? Are those soldiers your men?" Jack asked."Yes. And you fell into my trap. I thought you were clever enough, though. Turns out, you're not," said Tony.Tony's contemptuous smile made Jack sick. He felt like throwing the pot at him, with the hot soup inside hitting Tony's face.Bang! Bang!Gunshots rang out.A moment later, the rooftop door slammed open and kicked forcefully from the inside.The soldiers emerged. Jack turned and glanced at them. Right now, he was in a tough spot."This morning, when I was trapped in the apartment elevator, it was you who called me and said tonight would be my last night, right? Can you explain what you meant by those words? Was that a threat?" Tony asked.Tony raised his chin slightly as he spoke
In an exclusive nightclub for the crazy rich.The music thumped as people danced in various styles.The DJ, a ponytailed woman wearing only a bra and short skirt, entertained the club-goers by writhing like a snake on stage.Bobby Sturkluson was among those immersed in the commotion.He sat back on a round sofa, embracing two big-boobed women with deep cleavage.Bobby's lecherous eyes repeatedly wandered to their boobs. Occasionally, he swallowed his own saliva.Ring!His phone in his pants pocket rang. Bobby pulled his left hand and reached into his pants pocket, retrieving the phone."What's wrong, Dad?" Bobby asked after answering the call.His voice was quite loud considering the music was still pounding."Have you heard anything from that guy?" Hammond asked on the other end of the line."Yes, Dad. He said he had completed the mission. I asked him to meet me here. He should show up soon," Bobby replied.There was a brief pause before Hammond responded to Bobby's explanation.“You
Bobby's heart raced wildly. He knew something bad was about to happen to him."D-d-don't mess with me, Tony! If you do anything to me here... the people in this nightclub will gang up on you. They're my friends!" Bobby exclaimed.Tony smirked. Threats like that meant nothing to him."Well, let's see what your friends will do, you spoiled brat," Tony mocked.Bobby's legs trembled violently. He wanted to run, but he couldn't even move them.Bobby was paralyzed. He was out of ideas. It felt like he wanted to cry out loud.And moments later, Bobby surrendered. He fell to his knees. His eyes welled up with tears, his face contorted in misery."Forgive me... Forgive me..." he pleaded, resigned.He uttered the plea while bowing his head. His arms hung limp as if there were no bones inside."What did you say? You're asking me to forgive you?" Tony sneered, still standing tall.Weakly, Bobby lifted his head, gazing at Tony with pleading eyes.Tears streamed down his cheeks. He looked like a li
After delivering the "special package" to the Sturkluson family's great mansion, Tony immediately hailed a taxi and headed home.He parked Bobby's car not far from the entrance gate, making sure the security guards on duty would easily find it.And after about ten minutes in the taxi, Tony called Hammond using Bobby's cell phone.He thoroughly enjoyed the moment when he informed Hammond about the "special package." After ending the call, he turned off the cell phone. He rolled down the window and threw the cell phone to the side of the road.The cell phone rolled for a moment before finally falling into a ditch and being swept away.Tony smiled with satisfaction. That night was truly enjoyable for him.Not only had he beaten the hired killer nearly to death, but he had also made Bobby wary.He was sure that after what Bobby experienced in the nightclub restroom last night, Bobby wouldn't dare to cross him again.And what he did to Bobby should serve as a warning to Hammond Sturkluson