Chapter 10

Chapter 10

The white Maserati sped down the road that spanned over the sea.

Violet was deeply fascinated by the scenery beyond the car windows…

The red sun was about to set on the distant oceanic hor izon.

Numerous white sailing boats floated upon the waters in the distance. The flashing golden light on the surface of the sea looked like pieces of snowy white feathers.

The scene looked like a beautiful painting on a scroll.

This gorgeous view left her in awe, so much so that she forgot to inquire about her mother’s condition for a while.

Not long after the car had left the ocean, Violet started to ask about her mother.

Suddenly, a Lincoln Limousine in front of them started to drift! After making a huge turn, it came to a precise stop about ten feet away from them, blocking their way.

“Oh!” Violet’s heart pounded. Her eyes widened as she held her head in her hands. “Stop the car! Stop the car!” She did not have a death wish, not in the slightest bit!

Jack frowned. He jammed his foot forcefully onto the brake pedal.

Both his hands held the steering wheel tightly as his hawk-like eyes looked out with a piercing gaze.

Screech!

The tires of the car created long, black skid marks on the road.

The Maserati came to a sudden and forceful stop, even the tires were smoking.

Violet’s face had turned white. It took her a while before she could regain her senses and she realized that they were only inches away from a collision.

Thank the heavens!

Her pounding heart had not slowed down yet. All the doors of the Lincoln opened at the same time, and out came a few men wearing black suits and holding iron rods.

Every one of them glared fiercely at the man who sat in the driver’s seat next to her while they turned and swirled their iron rods around as they walked over. It was obvious that they were his enemies.

Violet’s chest tightened. She turned to look at him.

All she saw was Jack’s quiet and deep eyes exuding a gloomy and cold aura. He was not afraid at all.

Instead, he casually unbuckled his safety belt.

“What are you going to do?” Violet asked, trembling in fear.

When she saw that he was about to open the door, she frantically asked, “Aren’t you hiding? There are so many of them! You can’t beat them!”

He was about to activate the button that would open the door when he stopped and turned to look at her. “If you don’t want to die, don’t get out of the car,” he advised coldly.

Saying this, he pressed the button and the car door opened.

“Hey!” Violet was agitated.

She watched him get out of the car and shut the car door in a swift move. Then, he shook his legs and rubbed his fist against his palm. His entire body gave off a strong and sensual vibe of recklessness.

He looked as though it had been a long time since he had thrown some punches, like someone who wanted to give his fists and legs a workout.

It also looked as though he was used to this kind of thing happening.

However, there were many opponents. Violet did not dare let her guard down.

The anxiety-ridden atmosphere caused her to forget about calling the police.

“Mr Yancey.” The leader of the men stopped in his tracks. He placed his iron rod on his shoulder jeeringly.

Another man co cked his head aside. “You’re so handsome, so rich. Why do your enemies want to execute you?” He spoke with regret in his voice.

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“Cut the cr ap.” Jack scowled. “Let’s go.”

“Yancey.” The leader was not in a rush. He scrutinized and sized him up.

Jack stood there. He gave off an inherent feeling of power and ruthlessness.

The leader spoke, “We’re just following orders. It’s tough trying to make a living, we’re barely getting by, learning how to fight a bit…They offered such a high price.”

“If you’re willing to pay us triple the money, we can consider letting you off today!” said another.

Hmph!

Was he, Jack Yancey, someone who looked easy to intimidate?!

“Come at me!” Jack lifted his leg and gave the first man a fast and vicious flying kick.

“Ow, ow…” The iron rod fell from the man’s hands as he clutched his stomach and stumbled backwards. He did not have time to react at all!

Jack moved extremely swiftly.

Violet sat in the passenger seat, nervously clutching at her fingers and holding her breath while watching the entire show.

She was beginning to feel anxious. This was one man against seven!

He may be a…but there were three opponents who knew how to fight well.

After watching them fight for a minute, Violet could no longer take it. She would not be able to get out of the alive if Jack died.

Quickly, she unbuckled her safety belt and got out of the car without hesitation. After deciding on one of the four other amateurs, who were all rather cowardly, she dashed in and attacked him from behind.

Her leg gave a violent kick!

The man stag gered and almost fell.

Violet then threw a vicious punch at him, which landed right on the man’s nose.

She gave him another kick in the stomach. Both moves happened simultaneously.

Violet had observed them and determined that these four men were no match for her.

Violet’s timely appearance had given Jack time to deal with the other three men. Every blow he gave was deadly.

Three minutes later…

The seven men laid on the road with their blo ody faces, howling excruciatingly.

The screams of pain did not stop. The bloodcurdling noises were evidence of how unbearable the pain was.

“Tell me! Who sent you?!”

Jack’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. His black eyes were deep and cold.

His murderous aura and interrogation gave Violet a huge shock.