2024-12-23 03:51:05Late at night, in the underbelly of the city, Jeffrey was slowly walking through the empty streets.
He had gone to a local bar and had a drink, trying to forget his sorrows, even if only for a little while.
He had nowhere to go now.
Suddenly.
"He's over there, boss."
"He's drunk. Catching him will be easy."
"He's headed for the alley—let's corner him there."
“Good! This money comes so easy.”
"Fuck... What’s the problem?"
Jeffrey blinked, trying to make out the figures in front of him.
The uneasy sense of danger sobered him slightly.
With the help of a flickering streetlight, he saw four men.
Whoever they were, they certainly weren’t here with good intentions.
"Who we are don’t matter at all, but we know exactly who you are," the leader said, stepping forward as the other three surrounded Jeffrey, cutting off any escape.
Jeffrey tried to stay calm. They must want to rob him. He shouldn’t stay out this late.
“Just go away. I don’t have any money on me.”
None of them replied. One even chuckled at his words.
It seems they are not robbers.
But why did they block him in the alley in the middle of the night?
"Ok, we don’t have to do this, bro."
Jeffrey took a step back, trying to find an opportunity to leave.
"Heh. It’s not up to you, man. " the leader cackled.
“The Luke family is quite generous. They are willing to pay thirty thousand dollars to cripple you. Kid, you've offended the wrong people.”
"What?" Jeffrey lifted his head in shock but was kicked hard by the leader’s boot, sending him sprawling.
It was Adam!
"You’ve nothing to worry about," the leader said, laughing.
"Your life isn’t in danger. But I’m afraid you’ll have to live the rest of your days as a cripple."
"Reo, Max, Troy—get him. Don’t let him move. Let’s get this over with and get our money."
By now, all traces of alcohol had fled Jeffrey's system.
He forced himself to stay still, waiting for the right moment to act.
Jeffrey's body was very agile.
The three people rushed forward to try to catch him, but Jeffrey did not dodge; instead, he stood his ground and swung a powerful punch at one person's chin.
That person cried out in pain and fell to the side, exposing a gap.
Now’s my chance.
Without wasting a second, he bolted toward the end of the alley.
"That bastard's getting away! Go get him!" the leader shouted, cursing as they gave chase.
But Jeffrey was already nearing the exit.
Seeing they wouldn’t catch him in time, the leader stopped and pulled out a gun, aiming at Jeffrey’s back.
Jeffrey ran toward the street, where safety was within reach.
Bang!
A gunshot echoed.
The shot rang out, and Jeffery stumbled forward, clutching at the wound as blood stained his shirt.
He staggered a few steps before his legs gave way, collapsing onto the asphalt.
At that exact moment, a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom purred to a stop a few feet away.
The car’s tinted window rolled down, revealing a young woman with striking features.
She had long, wavy black hair, delicate features, and a temperament that screamed nobility.
Rita Stirling frowned as she stared at Jeffery's unconscious body.
“Who is that?” she asked.
“It looks like he's been shot. Could be trouble, Miss Stirling. We better leave now.” the driver responded, glancing in the rearview mirror.
“Wait.”
Rita’s voice was firm.
She turned to the bodyguard seated next to the driver.
“Get him into the car.”
“Miss Stirling, there could be danger—”
“I won’t repeat myself.”
The bodyguard exchanged a reluctant glance with the driver but obeyed, stepping out of the car.
“Stay back, I will shoot you if you dare move.” the bodyguard barked, scanning the alley before crouching, picking up Jeffery, and carrying him into the car.
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CHAPTER 159
The rain didn't fall anymore—it attacked. Each drop struck the earth like shrapnel, bouncing from the broken stone and splintered glass. The night sky was a bleeding bruise, purple and gray, trembling with thunder. Wind screamed through the fractured bones of the manor, carrying the faint scent of smoke, blood, and burnt ink. Jeffery stepped into it without hesitation. The downpour hit his face, cold and merciless, but he didn't wipe it away. He walked with slow, deliberate steps—boots crunching over gravel and shards, his coat dragging through the puddles like a wounded flag. His shadow followed him for a few seconds before vanishing beneath the veil of rain.Captain Daniel has caused me a lot of grief, Jeffery thought within himself. First he started it by burning my company. Then he went after Rita and the Stirling Enterprise...and then he killed them.By now it was already established within his heart who was the cause of everything. He no longer needed any detective to find out
CHAPTER 158
The storm did not stop. It only deepened, becoming heavier with every second that passed.Rain lashed against the broken glass like claws, streaking the marble floor with veins of silver. The flames that had once burned with fury were now reduced to embers, their faint orange glow trembling against the gusts that slipped through the shattered panes. The air was think with the scent of wet ash, of burned paper and blood drying on stone.Jeffery stood near the window, silent as a monument. The dim lightning carved him into fragments—jaw tight, shoulders squared, his reflection a mosaic of conflicting faces. Every crack in the glass split him into another version of himself: the soldier, the savior, the executioner. And behind him all, something deeper—something hollow.The weight of everything pressed in. The silence. The storm. The truth.He breathed out, the sound low and harsh in the cold air. "Do you hate me now?"The words came slow, almost reluctant, like a confession rather than
CHAPTER 157
The night pressed down on the manor like a suffocating shroud. Ash drifted lazily through the air, glowing faintly as the last embers of the courtyard fire died beneath the whispering wind. The moonlight was thin—silver and cold—pouring through broken windows and painting cracked marble floors with ghostly patterns.For a long, heavy moment, silence ruled. Rita stood stillz her face palez her eyes wide and uncertain. The orange flicker of the remaining fire danced in her pupils, making her expression unreadable—somewhere between disbelief and terror."You're... joking," she finally said after something time. "You have to be joking, Jeffery."Although Jeffery had told her about Captain Daniel some minutes ago, she couldn't believe it. She would have believed it but...it wasn't possible. It wasn't possible at all.They had already talked about it and Jeffery had thought she had taken in everything. But when silence came and she began thinking, she couldn't just place her mind on how a p
CHAPTER 156
The officers moved through the ruins like silent phantoms—disciplines, methodical, and numb to the carnage around them. Their flashlights cut pale tunnels through the smoke, beams gliding over shattered glass, cracked tiles, and the faint shimmer of blood frying under the cold night air. Radios whispered static. Cameras clicked. The sound of zipping body bags echoed like closing prayers.Raindrops fell from the cloudy sky, wetting the world below. Gusts of cold wind billowed through the environment, causing more haze to descend. Visibility became extremely low because of the weather. And this helped to cast a stygian look to the courtyard.What remained of it looked less like a battefield and more like a desecrated temple. The fountains had collapsed into itself, spilling water that mixed with soot. Charged petals from the flowerbeds drifted in the wind like ashes from a funeral pyre. The air carried the metallic scent of death, clinging to the tongue like rust. They found Dan Kimiko
CHAPTER 155
For a long moment after Osborne's death, silence ruled the ruins. No one spoke, no one moved. The only sounds were the soft hiss of burning debris and the faint crackle of dying embers scattered across the once-proud Stirling courtyard.The air itself felt heavy—thick with dust, smoke, and the metallic scent of blood. The wind blew across the open ruins, carrying with it the faint cries of the wounded and the groans of twisting metal.Finally, it's over, Jeffery thought within himself.He was standing still amidst the chaos, his body haloed by faint residual energy—white light fading slowly from his veins. His breathing steadied, his heartbeat calm, his mind distant. Around him, the world looked like a painting of destruction: half-collapsed walls, scorched trees, and the shattered remains of the Stirling fountains leaking water across blackened marble.The cops and bodyguards finally exhaled as though waking from a nightmare. Weapons dropped. Some fell to their knees; others leaned o
CHAPTER 154
The atmosphere bled with silence. Dust and debris floated through the fractured courtyard like ghosts. The moonlight, fractured by smoke and flickering embers, shone weakly upon Jeffery—the man who now stood like a god reborn.The energy in his veins thrummed. It wasn't just Qi anymore but something else. It was something older, purer, and infinitely more terrifying. It seemed to be something which was more ancient than time itself.His aura hummed in the air like a living storm. The ground beneath him cracked into deep spiderwebs, unable to withstand the magnitude of his presence.Inside his Dantian, the final barrier had broken. The spiraling rivers of elemental essence had fused—fire into into water, earth into air—until the four merged into one seamless current. It wasn't chaos; it was equilibrium.This... he clenched his fists slowly. I've finally reached the peak of the advanced level. And with it came a new agility: matter transmutation.Well, he actually had this ability but i
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