Semua Bab Last Man Standing: Bab 291 - Bab 300

"Wynie!" Xever's voice cut through the tension."It's the truth! They didn't even bother to apologize, and they had the nerve to warn us that if we don't drop it, they'll make sure the Rhodes family regrets it!"Wynie's voice was tinged with frustration. "Grandpa tried to get some answers from them, and he nearly got roughed up by their goons!""Hm?" Howard's brow creased in concern. "Mr. Xever Rhodes, who's backing these guys?"Howard knew that Xever was no ordinary warrior. He was a martial master, and it would take a fellow martial artist to even come close to hurting him."Howard, just let it be. It's all water under the bridge, and Colton's fine now. No need to stir up old trouble," Xever urged, taking a moment to steady his breath."Mr. Xever Rhodes, I made a vow to myself to keep your family safe for life," Howard declared with gravity. "If I can't even sort out this little mess for you, then what good is my word? It would be as if I were just spouting nonsense!"And you

Yamil could tell from their demeanor that they meant trouble."Unless you want a disaster for the Zuniga family, cut the chit-chat," the Judge pressed on."Hmph!" Yamil scoffed, his voice dripping with contempt. "Big talk for such a small fry. I'm dying to see you try to shake up the Zuniga family!""Call your son out now, or I swear I'll take you down first!" the Judge shot back, his tone icy."Insolent fools!" one of the henchmen in black pointed at the Judge, his voice rising in fury. "You've got a death wish, barging in here like this? Leave now, or else—"However, his threat was cut short as he was hurled through the air, a gush of blood escaping his lips before he crumpled to the ground, unable to rise."Hngh?!" Yamil's face twitched as he witnessed the Judge's prowess."Dad, what's all the commotion?" At that moment, a preppy-looking guy strolled out from the villa's grand hall.It was Xerxes, the Zuniga family's eldest son, wearing an expression that just begged to be p

Plenty had lost their heads over it before."What's gotten into you?" Xerxes cried out, bewildered."Hawkins, who... Who is this guy?" Yamil trembled uncontrollably, sensing big trouble."Mar… Marshal..." Hawkins, soaked in a clammy sweat, could not bother with the father and son any longer, his voice quivering as he addressed Howard.At that title, Yamil and his son went limp, their faces etched with sheer terror.The marshal? Was this man the King of the Western Region, the lord of the Shadow Sect?The pair finally grasped the mess they were in."What's the Shadow Sect's creed?" Howard asked Hawkins, his voice devoid of emotion."Marshal, I...I'm sorry, I..." Hawkins stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper."I'm asking about the Shadow Sect's creed," Howard repeated, his tone even, his face unreadable."To rid the world of violence and bring peace, to punish the corrupt and wipe out evil..." Hawkins managed to say, his throat dry."Care to explain what those words mean

Without missing a beat, he strode over to Kase and delivered a swift chop."You..." Kase barely got a word out before his eyes rolled back, and he hit the deck, out cold."Judge, stand by for orders!" Howard rose to his feet."Your orders, marshal?" The Judge bowed, ready to listen."Take out Hawkins, his five goons, and Xerxes," ordered Howard with a steely tone. "Haul Yamil back to the Shadow Sect for a deep dive. If he's gotta go, he's gotta go. If he's gotta be locked up, so be it.""Consider it done!" the Judge responded with a nod."No, please... Have mercy, Marshal..." Yamil and his son pleaded in unison.However, Hawkins and his four cronies were already slumped on the ground, their faces a mask of hopelessness.Zip! Zip!In a flash, six streaks of silver cut through the air. One by one, six bodies dropped."Xerxes!" Yamil crumpled to the ground, his cries piercing the air as tears carved rivers through the wrinkles on his face."Listen up, everyone!" Howard's voice

"Where's Tate?" Onyx demanded, stepping up to the head security guard.The guard was not about to back down so easily. "Listen, kid, I don't care who you think you are, you..."Snap!Onyx's foot came crashing down before the man could finish his threat, shattering his right ankle.The guard let out a blood-curdling scream."Talk, or the next stomp's for your head!" Onyx's voice was like ice."Tate's... He's..." The fight went right out of the guard."Are you looking for me?" A gruff voice cut through the tension before the guard could say more.A young man with a mean look on his face walked up, flanked by a gang of machete-wielding toughs covered in tattoos."So you're Tate?" Onyx sized him up. "Where did your goons take Ms. Jenkins?"Tate sneered, eyeing Onyx and his crew with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "No one's had the guts to mess with me on my turf for a long time. You know who I am?"He paused, his voice dropping an octave. "Get down on your knees and apologize, t