Chapter 1909

+25 BONUS

“Oh? And here I thought it might be someone important. Turns out it’s just a mutt from the Fischer family of Blumedale.”

Hank finally showed himself. Behind him, a few scantily clad women scurried out, covering their bodies as they fled.

Emily gritted her teeth. “You’re disgusting. Even at the brink of death, you’re still living it up. Today, you’re going to pay for what you did to Hannah.”

Hank sneered. “And you must be Emily, the eldest daughter of the Keller family. Not bad… definitely a knockout. And honestly, you’ve got way more charm than that little tramp Hannah."

“I’ll give you one chance. Get the hell out of here. Otherwise, what I did to her will look like a warm-up. I’ll destroy you in ways you can’t imagine.”

Emily’s face turned red with rage. “Theo! What are you waiting for? Shut that filthy mouth of his!”

Theo scoffed. “You dare talk to my woman like that? You’re dead, you bastard!”

With a sharp kick, he aimed straight for Hank’s face.

Hank’s coat flared as he leaned back, narrowly dodging it. However, his eyes flashed dangerously, and he immediately fired a counter-kick toward Theo’s chest.

Emily watched anxiously from the side, her palms slick with sweat.

The fight erupted inside the villa. She wanted to send in backup, but Theo waved them off.

“Relax, Emily. I got this mutt all on my own.” He was full of confidence.

Before long, their struggle moved from inside the villa to the outdoor lawn.

Hank was furious. “Originally, I was going to go easy on you since you’re from the Fischer family, but since you don’t know your place, you can go screw yourself!”

The aura around his body suddenly surged dramatically.

Theo was startled and instinctively raised both arms to block. However, he was still a step too late as Hank found an opening and slapped him across the face.

Theo’s mouth bled, and he felt utterly humiliated. After all, getting slapped by another man in front of his woman was the ultimate disgrace.

Roaring with anger, he launched a fierce counterattack, and the Fischers‘ Bonebreaker Rush came at Hank like a storm, each move targeting Hank’s vital points.

Hank retreated three steps across the lawn, each step creating a deep crater.

Though Theo was arrogant and conceited, the Fischer family had strict discipline and had forced him to practice martial arts since childhood, giving him a solid foundation.

While his martial arts were nowhere near Henry’s level, Theo had still made something of himself, reaching martial king level in his early 30s.

It was actually quite remarkable!

Violent internal energy surged through his limbs as Theo went all out. He pushed out with a palm strike, and

Hank could not defend in time. After receiving that strike, Hank’s face reddened as he was about to spit blood.

Theo sneered coldly. “You bastard, now you know how powerful I am!”

He closed in, swept his leg low, and smashed it against Hank’s knee. With a crack, Hank screamed in pain and dropped to one knee. Theo pressed his advantage and kicked Hank hard in the chin.

Hank cried out as his body flipped and crashed to the ground. However, as he hit the ground, his body immediately bounced back up, his eyes now blood red.

“Theo, Emily… You damn mutts, you forced me to do this!!” Looking ferocious, Hank pulled out a syringe and jabbed it hard into his chest.

A low, thunderous rumble echoed from inside his body, muscles swelling and veins bulging unnaturally. His aura exploded, skyrocketing straight to the peak of the martial king realm.

Theo’s face twisted in horror. “Everyone, attack together! Now!”

His men surged forward.

Yet, it was useless. Hank’s fists tore through the air like cyclones. With one sweeping spin, he sent a storm of force crashing through the group.