Zero: God Of Mercenary

Chapter 13: Ryan Williams

Rebecca offered a slight smile before quickly hiding it.

“The dirty mutt who only knows how to smear someone’s name without any proof…” Oliver remarked, his gaze shifting to them.

“…And all the followers who blindly believe her.” His eyes swept over the other guests.

As his words settled, the room fell silent.

The guests’ faces morphed into expressions of disgust and disbelief.

Jay’s face darkened in anger.

“You worthless son of a bitch,” he hissed through clenched teeth, “I’m gonna kick your ass out of your mouth.”

“This damn bastard!”

Denver growled, losing his patience. He lunged forward, grabbing Oliver by the collar.

***

An elderly man walked along the plush, carpeted hallway outside, furrowing his brow as he approached the door.

“What’s going on inside? Why is it so noisy?”

One of his subordinates picked up a walkie-talkie to explain,

“It seems there’s been a disagreement in the banquet hall, but it hasn’t escalated to the point of needing security yet.”

This elderly man was the host of the banquet, Ryan Williams, one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the capital.

His wealth was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to his power.

His true influence extended into every realm of this world, making even politicians heed his opinions.

“What kind of disagreement?” Ryan inquired.

“There’s been a minor altercation between a few guests: Miss Trisha, the heir of the Henverton family, and her companion; Miss Rebecca, the account manager of Umbrella Bank, and her partner, Oliver Hunt,”

His subordinate replied.

“If you think it’s necessary, I can have them removed.”

The old man stopped his step suddenly.

“Oliver Hunt…”

He repeated the name, a flicker of recognition crossing his face as he hurried toward the door.

Could it really be him?

The man who saved him. The leader of the Zero Mercenary. A force capable of shifting the balance of power in the world-

Was here?!

***

“Wait, Denver,”

Trisha called, gripping his arm as she remembered how Oliver had knocked him out in a single punch.

Denver just smiled and shook his head. “Don’t worry, Trisha. I was caught off guard last time, but that won’t happen again,”

He reassured her, confidence radiating from his expression.

‘Oliver may hit harder than me before, but if I strike first, he won’t have a chance to retaliate,’

Denver thought with a smirk.

With all his strength, Denver lunged at Oliver, trying to lift him to slam him down, but it ended in utter failure.

Denver’s eyes widened in shock, realizing he couldn’t lift Oliver despite his own physical advantage!

“If that’s all you can do, then get your filthy hands off my shirt before I break your bones,”

Oliver warned, his voice icy.

“You fucker!”

Denver roared, clenching his fists, ready to unleash chaos in the party.

Bang!

At that moment, the banquet hall door swung open. An elderly man entered the restaurant.

His entire appearance screamed luxury and wealth, making everyone look at him in shock and awe.

“Ryan Williams! One of the wealthiest and most influential men in the capital!”

“That suit he’s wearing costs $400,000 alone. And that watch… Is that a limited-edition from France?”

As the murmurs buzzed around him, Ryan glanced at the guests, silencing them instantly.

His inscrutable smile and commanding presence sent chills down their spines.

Oliver frowned at the fear radiating from the guests. He sensed there was more to the man’s intimidating aura than met the eye.

“He’s one of the most powerful men in this country. Wealth is just the tip of the iceberg; what’s more frightening is the influence of his subordinates. They say there’s nothing he can’t do, whether it’s launching satellites or even toppling governments,”

Rebecca murmured, noting Oliver’s confusion.

Oliver nodded, looking into Ryan. For some reason, he felt no fear of the man.

“I heard some commotion,” Ryan said, his tone authoritative as he scanned the room.

As his gaze swept over Oliver, his expression suddenly changed. He froze, and his body trembled slightly.

“Hah. He’s a dead man now for ticking off Mr. Williams,” Jay sneered, a malicious grin spreading across his face.

“And I’m sure Rebecca’s next. How dare she bring that pauper here and ruin the party? What a stupid move,” Trisha scoffed, folding her arms.

Everyone in the room shared the same thought.

They smirked, anticipating Ryan reaching Oliver.

But to their astonishment, they couldn’t speak a word the next second.

Thud!

This powerful man, capable of controlling everything, that Ryan Williams! Suddenly fell to his knees in front of Oliver!