Chapter 768

Mr. Quin looked at Zeke from head to toe before uttering, “Young man, it is an honor for you to die by my hands. Of course, you earn this with your capability, and that itself won my respect. That’s why, after you die, I’ll give you an honorable funeral.”

Zeke replied in a placid tone, “I’m sorry. I’m a petty man. When you die, I won’t be giving you an honorable funeral.”

Mr. Quin was furious after hearing that. “What atrocious words! You’ll learn what are the consequences of crossing a master soon!”

Then, he left to rest in his personal lounge.

Zachary threatened, “Williams, return me that ten billion now. If you do so, perhaps I’ll ask Mr. Quin to leave your body in one piece.”

Sim was glaring at the Charon and Haros.

“Ferrymen of the Dead, I’m warning you now. You’ll be next in line after Mr. Quin gets rid of Zeke. I’ll give you one last chance. Kill Zeke now, and you won’t be punished for your mistakes.”

The two raged as a murderous aura exuded from them, “How dare you say such nonsense in front of Zeke? You must have a death wish!”

Zachary and Sim rolled their eyes at the other three men. “What stubborn fools. If that’s the case, enjoy your last moments then.”

At last, the duel began under the witness of the audience.

The host of the battle was Sim.

He stepped up onto the ring and shouted, “Let me explain the rules of this duel. There are no rules.

Both parties can make any moves. This is a fight to the death! I announce that the duel has begun.

Both the participant, please enter the ring.”

Zeke and Mr. Quin both stepped onto the stage.

Zeke and Mr. Quin both stepped onto the stage.

The crowd was going wild at the bottom as they cheered for Mr. Quin loudly.

Their volume was loud, and it was as if it would break through the ceilings.

No one present thought that Zeke would win, so no one was cheering for him.

Zeke had lost to Mr. Quin in terms of presence.

Mr. Quin waved his hand, and the crowd fell silent.

With both hands behind his back, he said, “Young man, make a move. I’ll let you make three moves ahead of me.”

Zeke muttered, “But I’ll take you down in one. How will I be able to make three moves?”

“You are ridiculous!” Mr. Quin was infuriated after his provocation. “Die now, brat!”

With that said, Mr. Quin charged toward Zeke.

Zeke was as still as a statue. His hands remained behind his back, and he made no move to dodge the incoming blow.

The crowd held their breaths.

The number two of Eurasia was finally making a move!

This one move was enough to destroy Zeke!

When the crowd looked at Zeke, they realized that he was not planning to defend himself.

He must know that he’s dead meat. That’s why he’s not defending himself. He must want to die more comfortably!

Right then, Mia, who was in the crowd started shouting, “Stop! Stop right there!”

She had not expected Mr. Quin to deal a fatal blow right at the start.

The fact is she did not even know if he would stop at her request.

And of course, he did not.

The moment Zeke was dead, Mia would be a helpless animal waiting to be slaughtered.

She had no right to even negotiate with him.

Soon, his fist was very close to come contact with Zeke’s chest, but Zeke remained still.

His lack of reaction made Mr. Quin upset. He had wanted to mess around with Zeke to show off his moves, but it seemed like the young man was going to die in the next second.

What a waste Zeke only made a move when Mr. Quin’s fist touched his clothes.

He tilted his body to the side, and Mr. Quin’s fist went past him by a bare millimeter.

The older man paled. What a quick reaction and a nimble move! I’ve underestimated him.

He quickly retracted his arm, planning to throw the second attack.

The last thing he had expected was for Zeke’s fist to strike at his lower jaw.

Without any time to dodge it, the fist swung upwards and smashed onto his jaw.