Urban Supreme Evil Young Master Novels & Stories

"Kendrick, Young Master said we’re not supposed to sleep together!" "What?"

Xavier's voice came out icily as his face was devoid of emotions. "Thompson and Gad are dead! My two most trusted guys are dead...Xavier!" He turned to Xavier, looking very angry. It was evident from his brows coming together. "Oh about that he scratched his nape lightly. It was the "Doom's gang. Young Master as he's always addressed is their leader" "Young Master! That boy is growing wings every damn fucking day. I will deal with him!" After a few seconds. He tried to calm down himself by taking breathing in and out.

The Master was a Rank 2 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Gene Fighters, which was an absolute truth! "Haha." Instead of getting angry, Master laughed. "Junior, do you mean that you are stronger than me?" All the disciples of the Spirit Organization present looked at Lucas, waiting for Lucas' answer. "I am not much stronger than you." Lucas looked at Master of the Spirit Organization, adding, "But it can kill you in seconds."

When Martin heard this, his expression was cold and he asked, “Is the person you arranged in Uppercreek reliable?” “He’s absolutely reliable, Martin. This man is the underground kingpin in Uppercreek, known as Master Eight on the streets. His real name is Brad Weiss. He’s very powerful and he’s just one step short from the three lords of Uppercreek,” Bernard said excitedly.

Following behind them was Han Minjae, and as he ran his hand through his hair, a casual look holding a hint of arrogance was on his face. "What about—" Before Jaemin was able to continue further, he was interrupted and taken aback by a loud noise. It caused three of their footsteps to halt. "WE GO UP! LIKE A HELICOPTER! TURN IT UP! IMMA LIGHT IT UP DYNAMITE! ICECREAM CHILLING, CHILLING, ICECREAM, CHILLING! IT'S THE LOVE SHOT! I SAID DON'T MESS UP MY TEMPO! OH MY GOD! SHE TOOK ME TO THE SKY!"

Stephen hurled his hand across the man’s face, slapping him, and growled furiously, “You’re pretty cocky, aren’t you? Your staff even dared to mistreat our young master like this. Are you getting tired of breathing?” Stephen knew that the young master had undergone a miserable life in the past decade, so he was extremely agitated when a lowly staff member treated him so poorly. The chubby man was a little aggrieved when he was slapped hard on his face, but when he heard Stephen’s remark, he recoiled in shock. Stephen Thompson’s young master? Oh goodness, if Stephen’s existence was already like a dragon in the mortal world, his young master would be the god from the sky then! His body tremble

“Trash hangs with trash. You want to end up like them?” Briella looked up at the second floor. “We’re going upstairs.” The crowd jeered. “Yo, Wade! She’s totally ignoring you!” “Yeah! Don’t let her get away with that!” “Show her what you got, man!” Young Master Wade stood up, adjusted his collar, and strutted forward. “Alright, alright. Let me show you charm in action,” he said, pulling out a wad of cash. “Miss, care for a drink with me?”

My uncle's been arrested, and I have nowhere to go…] I silently deleted the message and looked up at the stars beyond the window. At last, the gears of fate were turning toward justice.

Duan Yuhui stood up in a huff and looked angrily at Mu Zi, "Ms. Mu! My son is only eight years old, is it too heartless for you to make such an accusation? Could it be that my son is a devil?!" "Of course he is not a devil." Mu Zi was calm, her voice soft, "He neither understands the preciousness of life nor what evil is, he just wants his mother's love." People who do evil are not scary, what's scary is, those who don't know what evil is. Good and evil are defined by adults. The world of children is simple, and Young Master Duan just did what he wanted to do. It's like a litter of newborn puppies, fighting for a mouthful of milk, squeezing the siblings beside them out of the way, a very sim

“Creed betrayed me. Said I was expendable after Istanbul.” Aria narrowed her eyes. “Why should we trust you?” “Because he’s not in the control room. That was a decoy.” “What?” Helena nodded. “He set this trap for you. But the real command node isn’t down here. It’s mobile. A neural-linked quantum server—currently in transit.” Jerry looked at Aria. “So what now?” Helena stepped forward. “You want to end him? You’ll need the master link code. I still have access.”