Semua Bab When Life Takes A Turn: Bab 831 - Bab 840

Everyone there was baffled as their jaws dropped and their eyes bulged.They had never heard of a punching force of more than three thousand pounds. That would kill an elephant too.Kenneth wore his hubris and pleasure on his face. Since he was doused in Biotonic, his ability was elevated and he felt like he was endlessly energetic. If Zayn Larson were here, he could kill him with just one punch!As the boxing king of Great Englaland, it was the biggest humiliation for him to have been defeated by a Rheasian. Given his ego, it was torture, so he had trained insanely during this period of time.There was no doubt that his significant breakthrough during this duration was not from his training, however, but from the Biotonic he had received. This only made him more reverent and admiring of his boss, Jax.Biotonic was the result of the latest and most advanced technology. It could modify the physical form of a person to attain a terrifying presence! The best part about it was that th

Toni and John did not have the slightest idea that they were being followed by Zayn. They were preening, assuming that they were secretive with their tracking and that no one could discover them.When they came back, the guards at the door asked with a frown, “Toni, John, what are you guys doing? Why did you bring a Rheasian to our place?”“Allen, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean we brought a Rheasian back with us?”“Yeah, you lunatic.”Toni and John were experts at shadowing. How was it even possible that they were followed and did not know about it? That was why they thought that the two guards were plainly messing with them.The guard named Allen pointed behind them and huffed, “Damn you both for still arguing. Explain! Who’s this Rheasian then?”Toni and John were bewildered now. Allen really did not look like he was joking, so both of them turned back, and lo and behold, a Rheasian face greeted them with a smile and a “hello”.Their reaction was violent

No matter how hard they screamed for mercy, or how much agony oozed from their voices as they howled, none of it got through to Zayn. He continued chipping away at their flesh, carving words over and over again until they were bloody, battered, tormented caricatures of their former selves.It was a very harrowing sight. All other foreigners were horrified; they had imagined themselves to possess the bigger propensity for cruelty, but Zayn could give them a run of the money and far outclass them. Hearing Toni and John’s tortured screams and the sadism inflicted on them caused shivers all over their necks.Zayn was only satisfied after he finished littering their bodies with bloody tattoos of “foreign scum”. By this point, Toni and John had been reduced to such tormented husks deprived of even the smallest mote of strength. Their fear of Zayn had grown to their absolute maximum point.As did their regret. Had they known about how cutthroat Zayn was, they would not have tormented his b

The two men’s sudden appearance was not appreciated, particularly because it shattered the fun and serenity the group was enjoying.It was jarring enough that it rubbed Smith and Kenneth the wrong way. But most importantly, knowing that these Rheasians were looking at their compatriots and the abject fear and anxiety on their faces enraged them. A noble, superior race like their own should not show any sign of fear now, could they, lest they wanted the Rheasians to laugh at them.“What’s the meaning of this? Marx, Angus! What’s with this fear, huh? Have the Martians invaded Earth?!” Smith snapped.Kenneth wore his own scowl as he waited for a proper answer in silence.The two men had been rushing upstairs to bring Smith and Kenneth the news. Combined that with the fear of watching Zayn’s harrowing retribution, the two could only catch their breaths now, thus adding a few pauses before they announced loudly, “That Rheasian man’s here! He’s here for a fight!”“W-Wait, what?!” Smith

Jake Lewis was a university graduate hailed from a rural backwater. Ten years ago, he was a wide-eyed idealist with a big ambition nestled in his bosom. He went to Waltz City and believed that he would build something grand from hard work and intellect.But reality was a cruel mistress, and she was especially harsh to the quixotic. Jake suffered nothing but failures and setbacks since joining the big city until every ounce of his passion had been snuffed out. He gave up—two years ago, he suffered from an investment catastrophe that landed him in a bed of thorny debt. There had been many moments when he wanted to give up and just let the current of life take him, but he could not when he had a wife and children waiting for him. He had to soldier on. Problem was, at this age, he had nothing special to him anymore. All he had was hard labor. It was not the sort that could generate fast income.Then, four months ago, he saw an advertisement, searching for a cleaner. He was to be paid $20