“Ahhh!” Leigh exclaimed from 15 feet away on the floor.It was not a cry but an angry, almost manic shout. No one would challenge Leigh in Sunrise, a place that belonged to a powerful family. However, his authority had been challenged not once but twice in the span of a day in Lilyrose. He was held in custody for an hour and got a beating. As a proud man, Leigh could not put up with the humiliation. “How dare you ambush and slap me, Kaze! You’re asking for it!” Leigh rolled over and got up from the ground. He must have gone through some training because he was physically fit. Kaze struck him repeatedly and sent him flying away. Yet, he still managed to rise to his feet. Despite his swollen face, Leigh could not hide the murderous intent in his eyes. “You have no idea what you’re doing, Kaze! “You’re digging your own grave!“Do you think by having enough friends in high places like Johnson and Don in your corner, you can disrespect me? “You’re wrong! I will ma
“Go and check if the photos have been scattered across the city.” Leigh waved his arm at Max who immediately rushed out to execute the order. “Mr. Glitter, the chopper’s dropping the photos now. It’s raining photos.” Soon, Max’s excited voice echoed from outside. Leigh gave Kaze a smug look and said aloud, “Grab a few photos to show Mr. Lee.” Never was Leigh more pleased than now. He could imagine Kaze’s fury when he realized photos of his wife were dumped all over the city. “I brought some back, Mr. Glitter.”Moments later, Max took a few photocopied pictures and dashed over with glee. He reached his hand out to grab the falling papers without taking a good look at them. It only occurred to him to flip them over for a look. “Ugh…” Max took one glance, and he was lost for words. He froze. “Don’t just stand there. Hand him the photos,” Leigh reprimanded. “Um, Mr. Glitter…” Max looked up at Leigh, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He cocked his head b
Leigh’s villa sat on the hillside of Landor Lake. Located on high ground, the residential building offered a birds-eye view of the city. Rushing to the entrance, Leigh went ballistic upon seeing photos raining down from the city center above.It would be a social suicide for Darcy if the public viewed compromising photos of her. The woman, titled the hope of Lilyrose, would become the disgrace of Lilyrose. Leigh would destroy every last ounce of her dignity. Yet now, his private photos with Loren and others had become public instead. He was the one experiencing social suicide. Leigh was foaming. “Smack!” Snapping out of his thoughts, Leigh slapped Max, who joined him at the door, in the face.“Bastard! Call Loren, the bitch, now and ask her what’s going on!” Leigh shouted menacingly. Max teared up, knowing he was in for hell after the botched job. Leigh punched and kicked him as he recoiled in fear and pulled out his phone shakily to give Loren a call. His calls
The exposure of his private photos did not bother Leigh. He was only fuming because Kaze played him like a fiddle. That was all there was to it. Leigh stared at Kaze with chilling eyes. He said curtly, “You have two choices, Kaze. “Either break yourself, or your wife comes with me. “If you don’t make your choice, just imagine yourself as this chair. Leigh grabbed a chair and gave it a good kick. “Smash!” The wooden chair shattered, and its splinter scattered across the floor. Leigh was pretty fit. The chair was not made of solid wood, but no ordinary individual could crush it with a single kick. Leigh split the chair to intimidate Kaze. “That’s amazing, Mr. Glitter.” The members of the Four Ocean Commerce Guild applauded Leigh’s prowess. “Break your limbs to atone your sins to Mr. Glitter, Kaze.”“I heard you caused a scene on set. I should be honest with you that Loren’s bodyguards aren’t stronger than Mr. Glitter.” “Mr. Glitter is the student of Gar
“Bang!”As Kaze’s palm met Leigh’s fist, Leigh froze. The immense pain entered his knuckles and traveled across his arm to his brain. “Argh!” Before Leigh knew it, a cry escaped his lips. Kaze’s hand made its way straight to Leigh’s face. “Smack!” Leigh fell back on his butt and stared at Kaze in shock. His face went numb. “Uh…” Members of Four Ocean Commerce Guilt, who were clamoring before, were dumbfounded. Leigh was strong and the student of a great martial artist in Sunrise. He even smashed a chair with just one kick. All Kaze was, was a brute amateur. Yet, he was able to slap Leigh to the ground. They were not the only ones finding reality hard to accept. Leigh, sitting on the ground, flipped out. He was destroyed with a single slap after singing his own praises. Leigh was furious, to say the least. He got back up from the ground and glared at Kaze. “How dare you ambush me, Kaze!” Leigh could not accept the fact that Kaze took him, a highly traine
“Mr. Glitter, you’re the undefeated student of a great martial artist.“Why can’t you evade my sneak attacks? “I must say, I’m disappointed that you are so weak. “I thought you have been training since you were a child. Is that all you can do?” Kaze stomped on Leigh’s chest, pinning him to the ground while hurling insults to strip him of his dignity. He was simply returning the favor to Leigh after what he did to the officers. The words cut Leigh like a knife. “Why?“Who is your teacher? Who taught you to fight?” Leigh hissed through clenched teeth, his eyes fixating on Kaze. He could still lie to himself before. However, reality sunk in that he was no match for Kaze. Still, he was not convinced Kaze was powerful. Kaze must have learned from a skillful fighter. While there did not seem to be a rhyme or reason for his attacks, Kaze was able to strike where it hurt the most. “Sorry to disappoint, Mr. Glitter. I’m just an amateur. I didn’t learn from some great mar
Max could not sit by and do nothing. The Glitters would inflict pain on him if he allowed Kaze to break Leigh on his watch. Hence, Max pointed at Kaze and threatened, “Think twice before you do anything, Kaze. “I admit that you have power and connections here. It makes sense that Mr. Glitter lost to you. “But don’t forget who he is. “I have contacted Mr. Glitter’s father. Do you know that you have pissed him off? “The fact that you and your wife run a few companies and boss Don around is no reason to do whatever you want.“The Glitters will bury you.“You can’t afford to face their wrath,” Max said sternly. Realization struck the group from Four Ocean Commerce Guilt. Only the rich and powerful ruled. So what if Kaze could fight? The criminal bosses had combat skills, but they did all the labor for the affluent family. “You will be making the Four Ocean Commerce Guild an enemy too, Kaze.” “Don’t let your little wins go to your head. We’re not living in the age be
“Argh!” Leigh let out a harrowing cry. Kaze broke his arm. “What are you doing, Kaze? Stop!” The hair-raising scream scared Max, making him weak in the knees. He quickly flipped out. “Do you know what you’re doing? “I told you that the new police chief is almost here. I can’t believe you’d make things worse for yourself.” Kaze glanced at Max and said with a smile, “I’m curious. Are you feuding with the Glitters?“His life is in my hands, but you kept getting on my nerves anyway.“If I were you, I would kneel and beg, not stir the pot.” Kaze then lifted his foot for another stomp. He stepped on the same area, causing further damage to Leigh’s broken arm. “Kaze!” Max shrieked with fright. Leigh groaned and unleashed his anger. “You’re a bastard, Max! Are you trying to get me killed? “Didn’t you hear him telling you to kneel?” Thump! Max fell to his knees without another word. “K, bro, please. Don’t hurt Mr. Glitter anymore.” Despite his pleas, Max did not hi
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju