Ultimate Soldier

Chapter 08

Diego moved his head left and right, then hopped lightly to stretch his stance, while Gerald only showed a cold stare towards him. He then smiled broadly, before finally lunging at Gerald with a serious gaze.

Diego's hand and foot swings were so fast, but Gerald was able to avoid them. He twisted his body, launching a low kick towards Gerald's leg, causing Gerald to take a few steps back. At the same time, his hands were on the floor, creating a fulcrum, then he lifted both feet up and performed a spinning kick like helicopter blades. Unfortunately, those very fast leg movements could still be avoided by Gerald.

"Tch."

Diego clicked his tongue in annoyance. As the best fighter in the martial arts club, he was very good at controlling his emotions. However, at this moment he could hardly restrain himself anymore because he saw the expression on Gerald's face, which he thought was very annoying.

Now it was Gerald's turn to take the initiative to attack. In just one breath, Gerald's footsteps were already in front of Diego, making Diego spontaneously widen his eyes. Diego hardened his jaw, swinging his fist, aiming for Gerald's jaw, which was only about four spans away from him. Before the fist hit Gerald, Gerald's hand had already grabbed Diego's collar and slammed him hard into the floor.

"Uhuk!"

Diego instantly felt incredible pain. His forehead furrowed while searching for air that seemed difficult to get. His throat felt choked, only able to let out a small groan.

Gerald then turned his body towards Axel. Axel's face instantly became even more panicked. He swallowed his saliva while slowly taking steps back, slightly trembling.

"He-hey? I know you're Gerald. I-I'm sorry about that incident."

Gerald began to take steps forward. Every stomp of his feet spread an aura of cruelty that immediately filled the room. The people lying on the floor spontaneously moved to the wall, as if giving Gerald full access to approach Axel.

"Axel? Was my punch not hard enough yesterday? Do I have to say this again?"

"Ge-gerald? Let's talk this out. You can't...," Axel immediately grabbed a glass bottle on the table, then threw it while shouting, "Hurt me!"

Gerald did not flinch at all from his footing. He calmly faced the glass bottle that was flying quickly towards him, then punched the glass bottle until it shattered into pieces.

Axel spontaneously widened his eyes. His steps stopped when he realized his feet had reached the sofa behind him. After confirming the surrounding situation, he swallowed for a moment and launched an attack towards Gerald. He lunged while sending a spinning kick towards Gerald's head, but Gerald quickly parried it, locked it, and pulled it until his body was pushed forward. At the same time, Gerald's leg swung and hit his ribs, making him feel incredible pain. Not enough there. Gerald released the lock on his leg, then kicked his thigh hard, then kicked his chest until his body was thrown against the wall.

"Arrgh!"

As if not letting Axel take a breath, Gerald moved quickly towards Axel, grabbed Axel's neck then gripped it tightly enough.

"Uhuk!"

"Axel? You really underestimate me," Gerald said coldly. "Believe me, I can kill you in an instant. This is my last warning. If you still touch Lucy, I'll make sure you suffer before you die."

Hearing those words made Axel feel an overwhelming sense of intimidation. Especially when he saw Gerald's gaze emitting the aura of a monster, making him feel forced to submit.

"S-sorry. I'm so sorry, uhuk! Let me go. I can't breathe."

Gerald then released his grip on Axel's neck. At the same time, Axel fell to the floor with almost no energy left.

"Aaarrgh!"

Axel's scream instantly echoed in the room, as Gerald stepped on Axel's thigh, which had previously received his kick. The force of his kick was so strong that Axel felt a piercing pain to the bone.

"This also applies to Emma."

"Ummmrgh!" Axel raised his face, which was red from holding back the pain. From the look in his eyes, Gerald still saw remnants of resistance there.

"What? You don't accept it?" Gerald said, pressing down on his foot.

"Aaarrgh!"

"Even if you rely on your father, who is a mayoral candidate, you won't be able to destroy me."

"Umh, who exactly are you?"

Gerald then removed his foot from Axel's thigh, took off his mask, and moved to a squatting position.

"Huh. Me? I'm your schoolmate."

After saying that, Gerald immediately stood up while walking towards the door. His gaze looked calm. His gaze was focused forward, making his charisma truly respected by the men who were still lying in pain on the floor. They didn't think they were facing a peer, but facing a mafia boss who was used to disabling dozens of opponents alone.

[Congratulations, you have completed 50% of the mission. A reward of $500,000 will be sent to your account. Special prize: a sports motorcycle worth $5,000,000. Special request: claim.]

As Gerald walked towards the exit, the gazes of the people there were fixed on him. At the same time, the hologram screen reappeared, displaying his achievements in the first mission. His steps stopped, not because he saw the nominal reward given by the system, but because he saw that the progress of his task had only reached fifty percent.

"What else do I have to do?" he muttered. He sighed for a moment, then continued, "Could it be that Axel won't stop here? What exactly is that bastard thinking?"

"Ah, never mind. Now the most important thing is to ensure Lucy's condition."

Gerald then left from there. As he exited the bar, suddenly a hologram screen appeared and said that the sports motorcycle in question was in the parking lot, while the key was in his jacket pocket.

Gerald was initially hesitant to see the writing. However, when he began to rummage through his jacket pocket, he was quite surprised because the system was not lying.

After walking for a while until he arrived at the bar parking lot, he was quite surprised by his sports motorcycle. The combination of purple and matte black looked very elegant, plus its aggressive design, radiating raw power inside. Then when Gerald began to ride and turn on the motorcycle, the engine roared to life with a deep growl, promising a symphony of speed and adrenaline.

He was truly stunning at that moment. His muscular posture was very suitable for the size of the motorcycle. Some men there were watching him, trying to guess who Gerald was and from which wealthy family he came.

Gerald didn't care about those people. He immediately put on his black helmet, which looked very cool, then spurred his motorcycle until it broke free on the highway.

...

In the VIP room, Axel, who was still sitting on the floor in a battered condition, tried to stand up when he heard his cellphone ringing. He limped towards the table and found that the person calling him was Emma.

"What are you doing? I've called you so many times," Emma said, with an annoyed tone.

"Get straight to the point. Why are you calling?" Axel tried to adjust his voice to sound okay.

"Huh. You can rest assured, I've already saved your pride."

"What?"

"Yeah, I've taught Lucy a lesson. But don't worry, my friends and I wore masks and hats. So no one knows it was us."

Hearing those words instantly made Axel's jaw tighten. His forehead furrowed deeper, while his grip on the cellphone tightened even more. Now he understood why Gerald came and attacked them mercilessly.

"Fuck!" he snapped. "Do you know what you've done, huh?!"

Emma, who was on the other end of the phone, spontaneously furrowed her brow, confused by the response given by Axel. "What's wrong? Why are you upset?"

Axel sighed roughly while massaging both temples. "You almost got me killed, you damn fool!"

"What are you talking about? Who wants to kill you?"

"Emma, enough! My head is spinning and I don't want to argue. From now on, never touch or bother Lucy again."

"Huh? Are you kidding?"