And I would not let anyone destroy it.
“You say I can’t touch it? Well, I’m going to do it just to spite you!”
Lary’s face twisted into a demonic grin. And right in front of my eyes, he tore the leather pouch in two.
Yellowed paper scraps and a tiny, faded black–and–white photograph fluttered down in front of me. My vision blurred with tears.
“Lary… Han… sen!”
A searing pain ripped through my chest, so intense I could barely breathe, let alone speak.
“I will kill you!”
A surge of power I didn’t know I possessed shot through me. I launched myself to my feet, knocked Lary to the ground, and brought
my fist down on his face with every ounce of strength I had.
It was the most satisfying, and most heartbreaking, punch I had ever thrown.
Lary lay on the ground, a disgusting mess of blood and snot.
“Son of a bitch! You dare touch Lary? Are you fucking insane?”
As I raised my fist again, one of Lary’s lackeys kicked me squarely in the back.
“Lary’s about to marry the CEO of Apex! His future is set! If you scramble his brains, do you think your worthless life could ever pay
for it?”
“You pathetic freeloader! You dare hit the real deal? You think we’re just gonna let you?”
The whole group swarmed me then, kicking and punching my collapsed body relentlessly.
Only when they saw the blood pouring from my nose and mouth, my face a swollen, bruised mess, did they finally stop, laughing.
“Pah!”
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“If we weren’t old classmates, we would’ve killed you today.” Lary, clutching his jaw, was helped to his feet by a crony. He spat a bloody glob of phlegm onto my chest.
Our old college advisor finally stepped in, but only to take Lary’s side. “Lary, that’s enough. Why waste your energy on low–life scum like this? It’s not worth it.”
She shot me one last look of utter contempt.
The pain was a white–hot fog, making it impossible to think. I curled up on the pavement, each breath a ragged, shallow gasp.
“I… will make you… pay for this…”
Even then, beaten and broken, the hatred in my heart didn’t lessen one bit.
“Pfft!”
“You? And what army?” Lary scoffed. “I’d love to see what kind of price you think you can make me pay!”
The words had barely left his mouth when the roar of engines filled the air. A fleet of a hundred luxury cars, a symphony of raw power, descended upon the street.
There wasn’t a single vehicle in the convoy worth less than a quarter of a million dollars.
Click.
Car doors opened in perfect unison. Figures emerged–tall, powerfully built men in sharp, dark suits, their faces grim and
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The sheer scale of the arrival silenced the entire street.
Even Lary was frozen in place, too stunned to move. Everyone stared at the mysterious motorcade.
I managed to lift my head just enough to see the license plate on the lead car. It was from my company’s fleet. A
