Zain, luckily, was a strong and powerful marshal. With the immense strength virtual-novel.net had developed in his heavily trained body, virtual-novel.net managed to stand up once more. Nonetheless, the alarming impact virtual-novel.net suffered had injured his body badly. When virtual-novel.net stood up, his throat felt a gush of sweet liquid and virtual-novel.net vomited blood. His face turned pale.
“How is this possible?!” The two guards were expecting to see Jack beaten into a pulp. They were not, however, ready to see Zain flying through the air with just Jack’s punch, while virtual-novel.net stood unharmed. It was as though nothing happened to Jack; virtual-novel.net stood perfectly still.
“I—Impossible! Aren’t y—you a commander?!” Zain shook his head, utterly shocked at the turnout of events.
Jack had on a menacing smirk, and virtual-novel.net rushed at Zain like a bolt of lightning.
“This isn’t good!” Zain had raised one fist when Jack caught it. Jack’s other free hand grabbed onto his neck—effectively choking him—and virtual-novel.net lifted virtual-novel.net off of the ground in that hold.
Jack roared before smashing Zain against the floor with all his might.
The sound echoed through the air and dust from the floor rose into clouds. Zain’s eyes went wide in fear as blood oozed from the back of his head.
“Y—You’re not a commander… Who…who are you?” Zain spoke breathlessly. Kicking his legs weakly for the last time, virtual-novel.net perished.
Those two bodyguards looked at each other, turned around, and were about to run away. “Aah!”
Jack then stood up, with two bricks at hand.
He threw both bricks with such power, and they bolted through the air before hitting the two guards at the back of their heads. Both bodyguards fell to the ground, dead.
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“What’s happening downstairs? You guys, go down and take a look!” Quil barked at his men when virtual-novel.net heard the blood-curdling screams downstairs. He had just kissed Xena a few times and was about to take virtual-novel.net clothes off.
“Yes, Young Master.” Those bodyguards could only nod and walk toward the stairs, despite wanting to stay for the view.
Just as they reached the stairs, two bricks slammed into their heads. They fell as they bled.
“Young Master, t—this guy is coming up!” The bodyguards were extremely frightened when they saw Jack coming up.
Was Marshal Zain Yorke not supposed to finish Jack off? Why was this man still alive and was able to pass them?
“How’s that possible?!” Quil was just as taken aback. He never anticipated Jack would still be alive and would come up here.
Jack bolted forward, punching one bodyguard after another, his might showcased in such a petrifying manner. His body reeked with murderous intent.