Chapter 758 - Deathmatch Brought Forward!
The Abandoned Husband Dominates
Zara said, âThat South Korean forced me to kill Jordan. I canât wait to bite off his flesh! Jordan, Iâm willing, Iâm definitely willing! Iâm willing to use my beauty to get close to Park Sang-cheol and take his life when heâs unprepared!â
Jordan shook his head and said very bluntly, âZara, youâre not pretty enough.â
Zara bit her lip awkwardly. âThen⦠then how can I do it?â
Jordan said, âIâm developing a type of serum. After it is successful, a personâs body will be greatly enhanced. Iâll give you this chance to have this serum injected into you. After you become stronger, you can approach Park Sang-cheol and kill him! Remember, the only reason you are alive now is because I want to use you to kill Park Sang-cheol. If you canât do it or are unwilling to do it, you will still die.â
Zara said, âIâm willing! Iâll definitely kill that South Korean!â
Pablo looked at Zara enviously. He had also heard of the Mirakuru serum. Once the serum was successfully developed, it would undoubtedly be the most precious thing in the world. No amount of money could buy it.
Although Pablo was a little older, he was still a hot-blooded man. How could he not covet this domineering power?
However, he also knew that he would not be of much help to Jordan even if he took the serum.
Park Sang-cheol did not know Pablo and would not let him get close, but Zara was different.
Today, Park Sang-cheol almost died here. If he got the chance to meet Zara again, he would definitely settle the score with her.
âAlright, bring her back to my factory. Lock her up first. When the serum is ready, inject her with it.â
âYes, sir!â
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A week later in South Korea.
Looking in the mirror, Park Sang-cheol slowly removed the gauze wrapped around his neck. There were still faint traces of a scar.
âDamn you, Jordan. I have been smart and careful all my life, but I almost died in your hands like Chan-young!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A week ago, Park Sang-cheol suffered a concussion from Jordan banging his head against the wall, and his neck was stabbed by a sharp blade. Fortunately, the Park familyâs medical skills were brilliant. Park Sang-cheol was basically fine now.
When his subordinate heard that, he immediately knelt on the ground. âIâm sorry, Master! Itâs all my fault for not protecting you well. I didnât expect the Steeles to have an antidote to the Park familyâs poison.â
Park Sang-cheol nodded. âHe actually neutralized our poison so easily. Jordan is indeed unfathomable and canât be underestimated! I must kill him as soon as possible. The longer he lives, the more variables there are! Prepare the plane immediately. I want to meet Miyamoto Masaki in Japan!â
South Korea was very close to Japan. About an hour later, Park Sang-cheol arrived at the Miyamoto familyâs residence.
At this moment, Miyamoto Masaki was fighting a robot.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The robot was extremely hard, harder than a rock. But Miyamoto Masakiâs punches left small dents everywhere. It was obvious how terrifying his strength was.
If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely die from a single punch!
âMasaki, looks like youâve completely recovered!â Park Sang-cheol walked over.
Miyamoto Masaki cupped his fists at Park Sang-cheol and said, âThank you for your concern. Iâm fine now.â
Park Sang-cheol said, âMasaki, since you have completely recovered, why donât you bring forward your fight with Jordan?â
Miyamoto Masaki said, âWe already set the date for a month later. How can I bring it forward?â
Miyamoto Masaki believed in keeping oneâs word.
Park Sang-cheol said anxiously, âMasaki, Jordan is extremely cunning. To prevent any unexpected incidents, itâs better to fight and kill him as soon as possible. What if he actually already predicted another natural disaster will happen on the date of your fight?â
Miyamoto Masaki thought for a moment. âYou are right. Alright, Iâll inform him that our deathmatch will be held next week!â
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In the factory.
âHello, whatâs the matter?â
Jordan was researching with his team when he suddenly received a call from Miyamoto Masaki. His intuition told him that this was not a good thing.
Miyamoto Masaki said, âJordan, I canât wait to kill you. Iâve decided that in a week, which is next Sunday, at seven oâclock in the evening, we will have our deathmatch at my martial arts dojo in Japan!â
Jordan immediately said anxiously, âMiyamoto Masaki! We agreed on a month. Why do you want to bring it forward?â
Miyamoto Masaki snorted. âMy body has already recovered, so of course I want to bring it forward! In short, you donât have the right to decide the date. Follow my instructions. Otherwise, you can come and collect your parentsâ corpses! Thatâs all!â
With that, Miyamoto Masaki hung up.
âF*ck! Damn Miyamoto Masaki! He canât even abide by the one-month deadline!â
Jordan was furious. It was already very difficult for him to develop the Mirakuru serum within a month, and now, the deadline had been brought forward.
âMaster, what happened?â
When Professor Liam saw Jordanâs worried expression, he walked over and asked.
Jordan said, âMiyamoto Masaki brought forward our fight. Itâs scheduled to be in a week.â
Professor Liam was shocked. âWhat? One week? We only have a week left?â
Jordan nodded. âYes, only a week. How about it, Professor Liam? Are you confident that you can complete it?â
Professor Liam shook his head. âA week is too difficult. We have limited manpower and need at least two weeks. Otherwise, the serum might be life-threatening for you!â
âNot enough manpower?â Jordan thought for a moment and suddenly asked, âWhat if we can increase our manpower?â
Professor Liam said, âAre you thinking of getting Lionel to get some scientists for you? Itâs useless. Even the top scientists in our country are not skilled enough. They canât conduct our high-level research on the serum. Unless itâs researchers from the other secret families.â
Jordan said, âYes, Iâm thinking about the researchers from the secret families.â
Professor Liam was taken aback. âHow are you going to get those researchers? Whoever we can get our hands on are already here. The other families wonât help us, right?â
Jordan smiled. âSix of the families will never help us. However, have you forgotten that thereâs still the Schmid family? I have a good relationship with Lota. She would help me.â
Professor Liam was delighted. âThatâs great! If we can double our manpower, we can complete the serum in a week!â
Jordan immediately called Lota via video call.
âHello, honorable head of the Schmid family. What are you doing?â Jordan asked Lota with a smile.
After a moment, he suddenly realized that Lota was in that romantic room where he and Lota were locked in for 48 hours!