Untouchable Arnold Hayes

Chapter 4

"Arrhhg." Jack was in pain and staggered backwards. He felt his ribs break. Arnold's attack had almost rendered him immobile.

He fell before his five unconscious men. His chest rumbled with anger.

Just as he was about to get up, a pair of shoes were in front of him. Jack would have looked up and stood up, but Arnold pulled his hair with great force.

"How dare you let your men torture my mother. Is this how you do it!" Arnold strengthened the pull of his hand.

Jack felt his scalp hurting badly. He tried to break Arnold's hold, but the pull was too strong.

Jack gave a fist, but his punch was too weak because of the pain in his head. But before he could step over Arnold, another powerful kick landed on his chest. A fresh spray of blood immediately came out of his mouth and nose.

Jack's body bounced off the wooden table. His eye movement quickly caught the vase. He picked it up and was about to throw it at Arnold. His confidence told him that the vase would hit Arnold's head. But suddenly, Arnold grabbed his hand and pulled it with great force.

Arnold's movements were so fast, like a storm, that he couldn't dodge any of Arnold's attacks.

"How many times have you abused my parents. Did you do it with your hands?" Arnold's cold gaze really made Jack chuckle.

He shook his head. "No, I didn't. Let me go."

But right now, he felt Arnold's grip like iron. Jack couldn't let go of his hand at all. Suddenly, the sound of bones cracking made him scream out. Arnold had broken his hand.

His scream echoed back into the room. His head looked up, enduring excruciating pain. His right hand was completely broken and withered.

The screaming went on for a few moments before he finally looked back at Arnold. This time, he needed to admit that Arnold was no ordinary man.

I am curious to know how Arnold got that power. But he had never faced a man as strong as Arnold before.

Jack knew he wouldn't be able to fight back. His face was filled with pleas. "Let me go, spare me."

Arnold's eyes were fiery. He felt his blood boiling. Even though he had defeated everyone here and broken Jack's hand, he was still not satisfied.

Arnold made sure that no one else could oppress him. He had become a different person from four years ago.

Arnold put strong pressure on Jack. "Tell me where your master is!"

Arnold pulled on the man's head, making him look up to stare at him. "I want to meet with your master to settle this debt."

Jack's body shivered with Fear. For the first time, he had been defeated and put under tremendous pressure by someone. Even now, Jack didn't dare to give any answer. Knowing that his Master would definitely be very angry with him.

This time, Arnold grabbed Jack's injured jaw. "Your master must get his comeuppance." Arnold pressed him.

Knowing Jack hadn't opened his mouth made Arnold even angrier. "Tell me where your master is!"

Arnold released the grip on Jack's jaw. This time, he pulled Jack's hair hard again. Doing the same thing Jack's men had done to his mother earlier.

"Arrggg!" Jack's scream echoed back. He felt his scalp getting hot again. He could even feel the skin of his hair peeling off.

"Tell me, or you'll not only lose your hair, but you'll lose your head!" Arnold gave a threat full of emphasis. "Who is your master?"

Terrified and self-conscious, Jack couldn't put up a fight. Trying to endure the pain, he spoke, "He's from the Night Walk group."

Hearing the name of the Night Walk group mentioned, Arnold released his hold.

Of course, Arnold knew it. Night Walk was a group of gangsters who liked to wreak havoc. They were also known for lending money that would be disastrous for those who borrowed it.

They offer a very high interest rate that makes paying easily impossible. They would torture anyone who couldn't pay their debts.

Thinking about all this made Arnold think about his parents. He was pretty sure this wasn't the first time his parents had been tortured by them.

Arnold's hands were clenched tightly into fists. He would not spare anyone who had touched or even hurt his parents. They had to get their comeuppance.

To hell with the Night Walk that everyone feared so much. But this time, Arnold made sure that they would indeed get their comeuppance.

"Please forgive me. Let me go." Jack's voice made Arnold look at him again. This time, he didn't stall for time. After he got the information about the Night Walk, Arnold no longer needed that damn man. He grabbed Jack's head firmly, then smashed it on the floor. "Wait for me to come back!"

Arnold cleaned his hands before he went inside to see his parents. He knew that they were very worried about him. They hadn't seen each other for four years, and Arnold missed them, too.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Diana couldn't calm down. She was anxious to get out to see how her son was doing. She knew that the criminals had a lot of power. They would definitely not hesitate to beat up her son.

"I need to see Arnold." Diana looked at her husband, who was in a wheelchair. At this point, she couldn't control her Fear anymore.

"Mom?"

Arnold's voice made Diana immediately look back. She quickly approached her returning son. Even Diana immediately hugged him tightly.

"Arnold, are you okay? Did they hurt you?" Diana removed her hug from Arnold's body, making sure that her son was okay.

Arnold stopped his mother. He held his mother's hand gently. "Mom, I'm fine. I've taken care of everything."

"Right now, everything is fine. You don't need to worry." Arnold's gaze was fixed on his father at this time.

Arnold could not waste any more time. He had to avenge everything.

"Mom, stay here. I have to leave soon to settle things." Arnold let go of his mother's hand.

Diana quickly restrained Arnold's hand, which was about to leave her presence. As Arnold looked at her, Diana shook her head. She did not agree with Arnold's leaving. "You shouldn't have left. You just came back after four years."

"We missed you a lot, Arnold. Didn't you say everything was fine? Stay here, and Mom will cook a meal for you." Diana tried to dissuade him. She didn't want her son to get into any more trouble.

But at the moment, Diana seemed to be thinking of something. She didn't have anything to cook. She didn't even have a penny. "I'll sell something and cook for you right away," Diana said enthusiastically.

Hearing that, Arnold's heart sank. His eyes immediately darted around, looking for anything of value around him, but he couldn't find anything there. Believing that all this time, his mother and father had survived by selling their belongings one by one. His heart was completely broken.

Arnold exhaled. He smiled at his parents. "That's not necessary. I'll go and bring you some food later. Mom, take it easy. Don't think too much about me."

Diana nodded her head reluctantly. She complied with Arnold's wishes.

Arnold came back out, looking at Jack, who was currently cowering in pain and Fear. When he saw Arnold coming back, his body trembled.

"Take me to your chairman's headquarters. I need to see him now!" Arnold gave his orders.

After a while, they finally arrived at the Night Walk headquarters.

Arnold made a big commotion there. Some people prevented him from entering, but within seconds, he overpowered the security outside the room.

Arnold entered and dragged Jack to the room where the Night Walk chairman was. As soon as he was in the room, Arnold threw Jack's body under the man sitting in his oversized chair.

A man with a thick moustache was very surprised to see Arnold's arrival. Someone had dared to come to his base and make a scene. But he soon realized his men were in bad shape.

Lewis was filled with anger. He watched Arnold, who dared to come and mess with his base. But in the end, Lewis laughed at Arnold's stupidity for daring to go to his base. "Only people who have grown tired of their lives attempt to challenge me."

"When you can defeat them, it doesn't mean you can defeat me. Your arrival will only earn you death." Lewis emphasized his threat to Arnold.

The eye movement scanned Arnold's not-so-big body. He underestimated Arnold even more.

Lewis' gaze fell on some of his men in the room. "Attack and finish him!"

Lewis folded his arms and legs, sitting quietly on the chair to watch the fight. He was sure that Arnold would lose easily.

But he was soon surprised to find out that Arnold could defeat all the troops in the room.

Knowing that many of his men were dead, Lewis mobilized his right hand to defeat Arnold. The man agreed and began to attack.

The man raised his sword high. He wanted to aim his weapon at Arnold's head. He was prepared to slash Arnold's neck.

Just as the weapon was aimed at him, Arnold quickly dodged, but unfortunately, the sword missed and tore Arnold's sleeve.

"Damn it!" The man cursed.

But at the same time, Lewis's gaze opened perfectly when he noticed Arnold's left arm was open and revealed a tattoo that Arnold had. Lewis stood up and stared at Arnold intently. He was filled with shock. "Who are you? How come you have that tattoo?"