Baldy couldnât stop screaming in pain. Cold beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.
The entire Rockefeller family looked immensely disappointed. Baldy had come up to them all smug and
cocky, throwing harsh insults without a care in the world. They thought he was a legendary fighter, yet
all he was, was a bluff.
Waltz chuckled. âWho am I? I am my masterâs special servant. If you canât even fight off a servant, how
dare you think that you could stand up for someone else? Get lost! â
Waltz, smiling sweetly a moment ago, suddenly transformed into a psychopath and slapped Baldy hard
twice. She managed to knock two of his teeth out.
Baldyâs expression was twisted. Obviously horrified, he even spat out a small pool of blood.
He didnât dare say a single word as he took a defeated glance at Pepper. With a darkened face, he
prepared to retreat and leave.
âWho said you could go?â a soft voice asked from behind him.
Everyone looked toward the pond. It was Alex, staring at the fishes in the pond intently just a while ago.
Now looking at Baldy, his glare was extremely chilling.
Alex knew that Baldy was the guy who led the fleet in pursuit of his car and Michelle in it. It had sent
their car flying off a bridge, and they had almost died. It would be far too generous should Alex let him
off the hook so easily.
However, with so many people watching, he couldnât kill this man.
Baldy glared at him. âI admitted defeat. What more do you want from me?â
Alex replied, âAs if admitting defeat can resolve everything. If so, why else would we need the law?
Donât tell me youâve already forgotten what you did last night? You may leave, only after youâve
destroyed your own core.â
âWhat?!â
Baldyâs expressions turned grim.
Pepper averted her eyes as well, her face darkened.
Any ranked fighter relied mainly on their core to decide on how good they were. If oneâs core were to
be destroyed, all the training for the past ten years would be for naught.
To him, it was utterly unacceptable.
Just then, Baldy turned around immediately and dashed towards the exit. He knew that he would be
able to escape once he got out of the gates. He didnât think that Waltz would be able to catch up to him.
âOh? Itâs too late to escape now, my friend,â Alex said calmly. He reached out an arm and clenched his
fists tightly as if capturing something midair.
With the flick of a finger, a flow of electrifying Chi pointed toward Badly, striking him on the back like
lightning.
âArgh..!â Baldy spat out another mouthful of blood and fell to the ground immediately.
The rest who watched on had thought that Baldyâs internal wounds were ripping apart from Waltzâs
previous attack. It was why he fell to the ground and started vomiting blood.
They had no idea how Alex attacked him as they couldnât see the Chiâs flow after all.
Waltz rushed in front of Baldy and flung her leg towards him swiftly, causing him to be cast to the side.
She then stomped mercilessly on Baldyâs stomach.
Baldy screamed out loud in pain. His face twisted tighter than it had ever done before.
With just one hard stomp, his core was completely destroyed.
All his inner strength simply disappeared into thin air.
âYou⦠youâre cruel!â
âIâll seek revenge. Iâll definitely seek revenge someday. You wonât hear the end of this unless you kill me
off right now!â
Waltzâs tone remained cold and calm. âYou think I donât dare to do that?â
Alex spoke up. âWaltz, come back here.â
Alex knew that it would be troublesome if they killed anyone in the Rockefeller Manor, despite Waltzâs
status as one of the Three Great Chieftains of Californiaâs underworld. Knowing Bill, he was still furious
that he had nothing on them. Hence he would most definitely cling on to any opportunity given.
All they could do now was to shock them a little and induce fear among them. If they really wanted to
take action, they would have to wait for the right time.
âSecretary Kimmich!â Alex turned to Pepper and walked toward her.
Pepper immediately panicked, stumbling back a few steps when Alex approached her. She might have
been an Intermediate Royal fighter, but Baldy, an Advanced Royal rank, ended up with such a
miserable fate. How could she end up any better than him?
âAlex, Iâm just Mr. Rockefellerâs secretary. I donât have anything to do with your family!â
Alex was expressionless. âOh really? I beg to differ. I think I saw you at the medicine auction yesterday.
Was that you?â