2026-09-09 16:39:49The afternoon sun was blazing hot while Elijah dragged his bruised and battered body down the hot road. He was wandering aimlessly through the city streets, feeling like his life had completely lost its direction in the middle of nowhere.
Every single word Kathy had said to him at the gates kept echoing inside his mind over and over again, like a painful nightmare. The woman he had done everything for... the woman he had slaved away for day and night... had so little regard for him! She had thrown his silver ring into the dirt like it was nothing. But what she didn't know was that Elijah had been secretly saving every single penny in his bank account for the past year. He had been skipping meals just to save enough money to buy her a real diamond ring and replace the gold-plated one with lab-grown diamonds that he had originally given her. But she didn't want to stay by his side at all! And why would she? She was getting everything she ever wanted through her new boyfriend. Jordan Langford was buying her luxury designer bags, expensive clothes, and taking her everywhere without even thinking twice. Elijah felt completely lost in his thoughts, when suddenly, a loud engine roared agressively, right before a shiny luxury car sped right past Elijah at full speed! SPLASH! Thick, dirty mud from a nearby puddle flew into the air, splashing Elijah completely from head to toe, clearly done on purpose. Elijah wiped the muddy water from his face, his chest heaving with a sudden burst of anger. “Hey! What the hell—!” Elijah roared out at the top of his lungs, glaring down the street. The car screeched to a halt just a few feet away. Slowly, the driver's side window rolled down. Before Elijah could say another word, something came flying right out of the open window and hit Elijah straight on the chest. It bounced off his sore ribs and dropped into the dirty puddle near his feet. It was a crumpled, empty can of Coke. "Oops! My bad!" A loud, mocking voice came from inside the car. Jordan leaned his head out of the window, a wide, arrogant smirk on his face as he looked at Elijah. "Sorry about that, buddy!" Jordan sneered loudly. "I completely mistook you for a trash can! Right now, covered in mud, you definitely fit the description.” From the passenger window, Kathy also leaned out, holding her designer sunglasses in her hand. She looked at Elijah’s mud-soaked, pathetic state and smirked. "Oh, Jordan, don't be so harsh on my poor ex-husband! Look at him, he looks so helpless!" “You're right, babe! You're way too kind!" Jordan scoffed arrogantly. He reached into his coat, pulled out a thick wad of money, and carelessly threw the cash straight out the window. The money scattered all over the road, fluttering around Elijah’s feet. "Since my baby Kathy is so kind, I'll do you a favor. Pick it up, leech! Go buy yourself a decent meal so you don't starve on the street!" Kathy giggled, "Take it, Elijah! It's more money than you'll ever see in this life. They both were enjoying every second of his humiliation. Elijah’s jaw tightened so hard his teeth hurt. His blood boiled with anger. He looked down at the crumpled Coke can, and then at the dirty cash scattered in the sludge. Elijah bent down and picked up the crumpled can in one hand and gathered the wad of money in the other. "Aww, look! He's actually picking it up!" Kathy laughed out loud, clapping her hands. "What an obedient beggar.” "Money always works on trash like him!" Jordan sneered. Elijah stood up straight, his eyes locking onto Jordan’s face. Without a single word, Elijah threw the Coke can as well as the wad of money straight back in through the open car window, landing all over the clean leather seats. "I don't need your trash, and I don't need your cash!" Elijah shouted firmly. “You can have it all back!" "MY CAR!!" Kathy shrieked in horror, looking at the muddy mess on her clothes and the seats. "JORDAN, LOOK WHAT HE DID!!" Jordan’s eyes had the look of a murderer as he growled angrily, his temper exploding. "You little piece of shit! I'm going to show you what you really deserve!" He unlocked his car door, pushed it open and tried to get out of the car to beat Elijah up. BANG!! Out of nowhere, the heavy car door suddenly banged shut with violent force, hitting Jordan hard, right on his nose and forehead. "AAAGHH! MY NOSE!!" Jordan yelled in shock and pain, clutching his face as blood started trickling out. "Oh my god! Jordan!!" Kathy immediately started fussing over him. She grabbed some tissues and tried to stop the bleeding, blaming Elijah for everything even though he was standing far away from the car. "You psycho! You did this to him! You cursed us!!" Jordan was completely blinded by rage now. He pushed Kathy away and decided to get out of the car again to thrash Elijah properly. He shoved the door wide open and stepped out onto the street, his fists clenched tight. CRACK! The very moment Jordan stepped out of the car, his ankle suddenly twisted awkwardly after taking his very first step! "AAAAAH!" Jordan let out a loud scream of pain as his leg gave out. He lost his balance completely and fell forward, crashing right at Elijah’s feet! He lay there on the hard ground, holding his swollen ankle and groaning in pain, face-down in the dirt right before the man he tried to bully. Elijah looked down at him, a cold smirk appearing on his face. "Looks like you're finally in your right place. This is where you should be after snatching someone's wife by dangling your wealth in front of her." "You... I'll kill you..." Jordan wheezed, but he couldn't even stand up properly. Kathy quickly scrambled out of the car, looking terrified. She bent down and helped Jordan get up, hooking his arm over her shoulder while he groaned in pain. "Jordan, please! Let him go!" Kathy coaxed him, trying to pull him back toward the car. "He isn't worth wasting your time over! Look at your foot, we need to go!" But Jordan still completely confused about how all of this had happened so fast. How did the door slam? How did his ankle twist so easily? He couldn't figure it out at all… Kathy started the engine and drove off in a hurry, leaving a cloud of dust behind. Elijah was quietly watching Kathy support Jordan as they left together. His face was emotionless, but his heart felt completely heavy. "Is that man troubling you?" A calm, voice suddenly came from behind him. Elijah turned around quickly to see Mia standing there. She looked at him with a serious expression and added, "Should I make him disappear from the face of the earth?" Elijah stared at her, completely confused and exhausted. "Who the hell are you?! Why are you bothering me?! I don't even know you!" "Master, we are only trying to help—" Mia started to say. "I don't need your help!" Elijah interrupted harshly, waving his hand at her. "Just leave me alone!" Saying this, Elijah turned around and walked away as fast as his injured legs could carry him, leaving her behind in the street.
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The damp air in the underground corridor smelled of stagnant canal water, mold, and dried copper. Low-wattage lightbulbs encased in wire cages hung along the arched brick ceiling, casting sickly yellow shadows across the wet stone steps.Elijah walked with steady, unhurried strides down the subterranean corridor, his gloved right hand casually gripping Scar-Face Tiger by his greasy hair. Behind him, Tiger’s broken legs dragged along the uneven stone floor, leaving two dark streaks of blood and grime in the dirt."Please... please, Lord..." Tiger wheezed in a voice that had been stripped completely raw by screaming. His face was gray, swollen with cold sweat and tears, his teeth chattering against each other with pure, helpless terror. "The key... the keycard is in my left pocket... please stop dragging me..."Elijah did not even look down at the ruined thug. When they reached the end of the corridor, a heavy, reinforced steel bulkhead door stood in their path, sealed shut with a m
Chapter 40
The thick smell of copper, ozone, and plaster dust hung heavy in the vast warehouse, drowning out the damp scent of the storm outside. On the blood-smeared concrete, the shattered remains of the three foreign mercenaries lay completely still beside the fractured pillars.Behind the rusted industrial shipping container on the raised loading dock, Scar-Face Tiger was hyperventilating so hard his vision tunneled into black pinpricks. The horrific sound of bones snapping like dry twigs still echoed between his ears, vibrating right down into the marrow of his spine.Beside him, the four remaining inner-circle bodyguards—men handpicked for their cold-blooded ruthlessness—were trembling so violently that the tactical shotguns in their hands clattered continuously against their belt buckles."B-Boss..." one guard whimpered, his teeth knocking together like dice in a cup. "Kru is dead... his chest was caved in with one palm... he didn't even use a knife...""Shut up! Shut up, shut up, sh
Chapter 39
The multi-ton metal doors flew twenty feet through the air like discarded sheets of cardboard, crashing into a stack of wooden pallets with a deafening, splintering roar! Dust and rainwater billowed into the cavernous hall like a tidal wave. Through the drifting mist, the lone figure in the long black coat strode calmly into the hall. Elijah’s footsteps were quiet, measured, and completely devoid of hurry. His sleek overcoat fluttered gently around his legs, entirely dry despite the torrential downpour outside. The obsidian phantom mask completely concealed his face, but through the sharp eye slits, those glowing, golden draconic pupils burned with an ancient, terrifying majesty that made the yellow halogen lights overhead buzz and flicker in protest! Scar-Face Tiger let out a choked shriek, instantly scrambling behind the concrete loading dock, hiding behind a metal container like a terrified rat. The three foreign mercenaries stood on the elevated platform, looking down at
Chapter 38
The glass shards of the shattered whiskey tumbler lay scattered across the linoleum floor of the third-floor surveillance room, soaking in dark amber liquor. Scar-Face Tiger didn't even notice the sharp glass cutting into the soles of his boots. His massive, muscular frame was shivering violently beneath his leather vest, his eyes fixed in paralyzed terror upon the main courtyard monitor. Down below, the courtyard was a graveyard of broken weapons and groaning bodies. Forty of his roughest street brawlers, men who had chopped rival gangs into pieces with rusted machetes, were lying in the mud like discarded trash. And right there on the screen, stepping over the crumpled bodies with slow, steady strides, was the tall figure in the sleek black overcoat. The obsidian phantom mask stared straight through the camera lens, those two piercing, vertical golden eyes glowing through the downpour like twin suns from a forgotten era. "He's coming... he's coming up right now..." Tiger whee
Chapter 37
The heavy rain pounded against the muddy earth like a relentless drum, splashing violently around Elijah’s boots. The broken eight-inch steel lock lay in the dirt, completely crushed into pieces, and the massive blast gates swung wide open into the stormy night.Up in the two fortified guard towers flanking the main entrance, the snipers had completely lost their minds in panic!"WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST DO?!" one of the tower guards screamed over the howling wind, his face drenched in cold sweat and rainwater. "He crushed the industrial lock with his bare hands! That’s solid alloy! Shoot him! SHOOT HIM NOW!!""DIE, YOU MONSTER!" the second sniper shrieked.Without waiting another second, both guards raised their military-grade automatic rifles, leveled the barrels straight at the masked figure below, and pulled the triggers with all their might!RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!!Deafening gunfire erupted into the storm, muzzle flashes lighting up the dark clouds like strobes of orang
Chapter 36
In the underground armory of the manor, the fluorescent ceiling strips hummed with clinical white light. The walls were lined with racks of specialized ballistic equipment, high-grade communications gear, and rows of pristine weaponry. Standing in the center of the chamber, Elijah remained motionless, his arms resting naturally at his sides. Mia approached him with purposeful, steady footsteps, holding a sleek garment folded carefully over both arms. The playful, yapping girl who used to complain about trivial matters had completely vanished. Her expression was solemn and sharply focused, her dark eyes carrying the deep respect owed to an awakening monarch. "This is woven from micro-carbon Kevlar and liquid-armor polymers," Mia explained softly, unfolding the long coat. She stepped behind him, guiding his arms through the sleeves, and smoothed the fabric down his broad shoulders. The coat was a sleek, pitch-black overco
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