Semua Bab The Secretly Rich Man: Bab 921 - Bab 930

Squinting his eyes as he scanned the young man—who was slowly inching away—from head to toe, he then yelled, “Hey you! Stop right there!” Freezing in place, the young beggar was so frightened that he immediately began trembling in fear. He was teary-eyed as he lowered his gaze before pleading, “Y-yes…? Please, sir… Could you spare me some money for food…? I beg of you…” “…Yoel?” replied Gerald in a soft voice. Hearing that name, the beggar instantly shuddered immensely as he raised his head. The moment Yoel looked into Gerald’s eyes, his lips began quivering like there was no tomorrow. “G-Gerald?” asked Yoel as he felt his tears rolling down his cheeks. Taking his mask off in disbelief, Gerald immediately held on to Yoel’s shoulder before replying, “Yes! Yes, it’s me, Yoel!” “Brother! So you’re still alive!” said Yoel aloud as his crutch fell to the ground. “I am… Yoel… How did you end up like this…?” asked Gerald in shock. After all, the Yoel he used to know was always

This time, however, the man wasn’t going to just stand there anymore. The moment they got close enough, the man instantly grabbed two of the men in front of him by their necks before gently flexing his wrists. A second later, both men immediately began spurting out blood as they heard their necks crack. And just like that, their lives were no more, ended as easily as snuffing out a candle. Following that, he repeated the same process with the rest of his assailants, striking all of them down with extreme precision and efficiency. “W-who exactly are you…” stuttered Jett. This person was extremely strong. Furthermore, his methods were equally as skillful as they were brutally terrifying. Aside from Kort, Jett had never seen anyone else with such raw power. It made him think that the man standing before him right now was a master no less powerful than his father. Knowing that was the reason why he was so shocked as he continued staring at Gerald. “There’s no need to ask. Jus

The bus was currently traveling up a mountainous road, and aside from the occasional driver, the road was—for the most part—completely empty. No matter which direction one looked, mountains were the only constant sight. “You know, I heard that lots of robberies happen on this road!” said a fat young man who was clearly finding the entire journey to be quite depressing. When he saw that others were now looking at him, he then continued, “It was in the news some time ago! A group of robbers had apparently taken over a bus on this very road, and once they were done with their looting, they killed off everyone in the bus!” “That can’t be true! I’m pretty alert to such news… Why didn’t I see it then?” asked a middle-aged woman rather nervously. “Well, the news disappeared not too long after it was released to the public! After all, spreading news like this out of the blue could easily propagate panic!” explained the fat man. “Hah. Even if robbers do attack us, we’ll just beat them

However, he retracted his gaze soon after. The beauty, on the other hand, simply glanced at the fat man before saying, “If you want to live, then carry my luggage and follow me. Do that properly and I’ll hand you a hundred thousand dollars once we’re done!” As she watched the fat man nod silently in fear, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the three other men who had gotten off the bus earlier. Watching them walk off in the opposite direction, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows slightly. ‘That man in the black trench coat truly is a mystery…’ She thought to herself. Regardless, he wasn’t getting in her way so he didn’t really matter to her. She had her own things to focus on in the meantime. She then squatted down and began removing all the communication devices off the five corpses. Once she was done, she gestured for the fat man to follow and the two then walked off silently. “Elder… Master… Whichever you prefer… Where are you taking me to…? If it’s money you

Gerald nodded as he said that. “…Oh god. It’s best that we didn’t go in any further, brother! From what I’ve heard, the mosquitoes don’t even leave any traces of their victim’s skin left! We might as well just get shot by bullets than have to endure through poisonous mosquito attacks!” said the fat man, terrified. “You should’ve thought about that while you were running toward me earlier. Doesn’t the fact that you did that already implicate that you didn’t mind me dying together with you in the first place?” replied Gerald as he smiled wryly. The fat man, however, barely even registered any guilt since he was much too terrified of where he was currently at. Gerald himself was calculating the chance of him surviving if he tried to go against those men. In the end, he was certain that the men would simply release fire from a distance the moment they saw him. Hiding could still be possible at that point, but he’d still end up getting hurt! There just wasn’t any silver linings in c