Miru brought Kaze along and declared that he was her boyfriend to oppose the arranged marriage. She made it clear enough yet Niko said he wanted to take things further. He looked nothing like a fool. Surprised, Miru curled her hands around Kaze’s and said, “Mr. Powell, don’t you want to know who my boyfriend is?” Niko glanced at Kaze and then shook his head. “I don’t need to. I will get the woman that I like, no matter what. “Besides, I don’t think he is your boyfriend. Even if he is, I will make you mine. I do not need to know the name of a loser.” Miru was slightly shocked when she saw the confident smile on Niko. It was expected that Niko could tell that Kaze was pretending to be Miru's boyfriend, but what the man said after that made her uncomfortable. “Mr. Powell, you are being overconfident,” she said. Niko leaned forward to stare at Miru fiercely and said, “That’s right. I am confident. I will always get the woman I like.” Miru grunted scornfully but said not
Miru’s expression turned gloomy. She stood still and said nothing. Niko might not sound friendly but he spoke facts. There were many security guards at Lefteria Group yet they were all defeated by Niko’s men in the shortest time possible. She felt embarrassed. Then, Niko said, “Ms. Scarlet, your boyfriend doesn’t qualify either. He knew your company was filled with useless trash yet he did not consider your safety at all. “Oh, excuse me. Maybe it’s my misunderstanding, but if your boyfriend knows your company security does not meet expectations and still does not possess the ability to protect you, then I don’t believe a woman like you would fall for a guy like him either.” Kaze raised his brows. Things had taken an interesting turn. He had not offended Niko by any means, yet the man took a shot at him. Miru was triggered. She coldly said, “Mr. Powell, you are full of yourself. My boyfriend is none of your business.” “I said it before, you are a woman that I like and
The kiss lasted for a few seconds before Kaze looked at Niko with a victorious smile. “What a coincidence. I don’t like wisecracks either. I prefer action over talk.” Kaze then subtly released Miru. Although Kaze and Miru never saw eye to eye and always had arguments, she was fine as a woman. The kiss even made his heart race. Miru staggered backward. She stared at Kaze furiously. She wanted to shout at him for being rude and invasive but then she realized Kaze was using his own way to rebuke Niko. She forced herself to keep quiet but anger lingered in her eyes. Niko was the most impacted. He was stunned for a few moments before he regained his composure. His expression ashened. “W-What did you just do?!” He squeezed the words out of his clenched teeth. His eyelids were twitching and veins were popping on his forehead. Just after he claimed Miru as his woman, Kaze kissed her in front of him. Even though it was just on the cheek, it was a huge insult to Niko.
“Now!” Niko shouted at his phone before abruptly hanging up. Then, as he stepped back with his hand covering his face, he glared at Kaze with burning rage and grinned viciously. “You little bastard, you are dead now! The only way you can walk out of here alive is if you beat my three bodyguards! Or else this will be where you die!” His tone screamed of murderous intent, no one would doubt his hatred for Kaze. As the young master of the Powell family, the strongest contender for heir, and born with a silver spoon, being slapped twice and seeing the woman he liked kissed in front of him was the biggest insult he could receive. Any ordinary person would want to kill Kaze for this, let alone someone as powerful as Niko. Unlike other ordinary people, Niko had the power to turn his thoughts into actions. Three of his bodyguards were enough to beat up all the security guards of Lefteria Group. It was more than enough as a display of power. The security guards of Lefteria Gro
Miru was slightly surprised when she heard Kaze. It was no secret that Kaze alone beat up Gareth’s three titans, albeit her being skeptical about it. She frowned and said, “I forgot to tell you that the Powell family has a strong influence over Glowmoss’ military. His bodyguards must be veterans on the battlefield. Gareth’s titans are not a match for them…” “Miru, you are right!” Niko interrupted her with a loud call. He continued, “My three bodyguards used to serve the ace team of Glowmoss Foreign Legion. They are no strangers to the battlefield and each of them had more than a hundred lives on their hands.” He then looked at Kaze with the same grin. “Punk, I know the titans that you mentioned. They are just some thugs who have not been on the battlefield. “They might be enough to scare the ordinary people, but my bodyguards can crush them with their fingers. What gave you the confidence to think that you can beat them up?” Miru did some homework on the Powells and learn
The bodyguard’s reaction was indeed of an ace soldier of Glowmoss Foreign Legion. The reaction time was not something common soldiers could rival, yet it did not deter Kaze at all. Kaze countered with a kick of his own. Bang! The kicks clashed in the air. Upon impact, the bodyguard’s expression ashened. His leg started to twist strangely; Kaze remained fine. Bang! Kaze pulled his leg back a little to switch the direction for another kick at the bodyguard’s abdomen. Wham! The bodyguard with a weight of almost 100 kg was sent crashing through the glass door. The glass door shattered as the bodyguard crashed on the ground outside. His body was covered with shards and minor cuts. “Ugh…” The bodyguard finally felt the pain. He groaned as he twisted and twirled on the ground. The pain was not from the shattered glasses. He was a veteran on the battlefield after all, an ace soldier who had been through the brutality of war. The glass door alone was not enough to in
The two bodyguards stared at Kaze with a ferocious grin as they approached the coffee shop’s entrance. Although Kaze succeeded in beating Rayman through a sneak attack, they dared not take him lightly either. The two of them exchanged a tacit gaze and nodded. As brothers-in-arm, they had formed a strong bond with each other. Both of them understood what each other wanted to achieve: one strike to take down Kaze so that he would not have the chance to fight back. “I said, you guys won’t even make it through the door,” Kaze said. He stepped forward and blocked the entrance. “Die!” the bodyguards shouted at him. They each threw a punch at Kaze but were caught easily. Kaze grabbed each of their fists and twisted them, incapacitating them. “Damn it!” The two bodyguards did not expect to be caught so easily. As their expressions ashened, they tried to pull their fists away while throwing a kick at Kaze. Unfortunately, it was already too late. Before they could eff
He who understood the times was a true hero. He who understood the times was a true hero… Niko tried his best to convince himself that surrendering was necessary. As the young master of the Powell family, he was born with a silver spoon and enjoyed a prestigious life, yet he was forced to kneel before Kaze. It was the biggest insult in his life. “I-I am sorry! I shouldn’t have called you useless, I shouldn't have asked you to leave, please…” He crawled up to Kaze and begged for mercy. He could feel Miru’s contemptuous gaze at his back but he had to turn a blind eye. Compared to his life, a woman was nothing. Slap! Kaze slapped him on the face, causing his head to hit the floor. Niko grunted in pain but he dared not cry out loud. Kaze squatted in front of him and then tapped his face. “Out of all the young masters that I have slapped, you are the smartest. If you have more time to grow, you will surely become a great man.” Niko did not feel happy at all when
“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