From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 151

Outside the Santos Group, there was a loud bang.

A figure descended from the sky, causing the ground beneath his feet to form a massive crater.

The whole building shook, and countless windows shattered instantly.

The figure stood at the entrance of the Santos Group like a powerful individual, with an overwhelming and terrifying aura that enveloped the entire building.

“Isn’t that Mr. Santos? Do I see things correctly?”

A security guard rubbed his eyes.

Beside him, Albert’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

The most shocked person in the scene was Arlene. Seeing Leonard descend from the sky, she felt her brain was short–circuited.

“Is he still the same Leonard I know?”

At this time, inside the hall, Victor clenched his fists with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Are you Leonard?

“I initially thought you were just a master of the Strength Realm, but it seems you’ve surprised me.”

Victor chuckled, looking like a bloodthirsty beast.

His clothes billowed, and strong winds rose out of nowhere.

However, Leonard ignored him. He quickly entered the hall and came to Gracia’s side.

At this moment, Gracia was dying.

When she saw Leonard’s arrival through her blurred vision, a faint smile appeared on her face, and there was also a hint of reproach in her voice as she said, “Leonard, I told you to run. Why did you come?”

“How could I abandon you?”

Leonard helped Gracia up.

At the same time, he placed his hand on Gracia’s shoulder, and his vital energy flowed into her body through his palm, giving her some strength.

At this moment, Arlene also approached them. Although her mind was filled with countless doubts, she refrained from asking them out aloud.

She only whispered, “Leonard, Victor has reached the Superior Level of the Transformation Realm, and you should be more careful.”

“Don’t worry, leave it to me. Take good care of Gracia.”

After Leonard handed Gracia over to Arlene, he slowly stood up.

The moment he turned around, a murderous aura surrounded him.

we start now? I can’t wait any longer.”

lips, and his eyes filled with excitement.

a martial artist. After the bloodbath in Imperial City twenty years ago, he had been living in seclusion in Fairedge and had never made a

was rare to find an expert of the Transformation Realm, and those below that

with higher strength, such as the one from the Wilson family, had already surpassed the Transformation Realm,

Leonard was the most suitable opponent.

to introduce myself. My name is Victor Truman,” Victor

with murderous intent surging in his eyes. “As I said, no matter who you are, I

words, his foot

building began to shake

foot, a large crater

“Boom!”

cannonball. His figure left a trail in the air, moving at an

“Bang!”

was a muffled

flying like a kite with a broken string, and his clothes in front were torn

just moments

be this strong?”

a mouthful of blood spurted

he looked at Leonard with astonishment

slowly retracting his fist. His eyes were as sharp

no one can

“Hahaha.”

corner of his mouth

than the one from the Wilson family, but you’ve underestimated me.

use your pressure to prove my martial arts skills.” After saying that, he kicked off the wall behind him, spread his arms, and soared toward Leonard like a giant bird. As he approached Leonard, he clenched his fists and smashed

step forward and smashed his fist

of the fist breaking through the air, Victor’s body was once again sent flying backward. “Thinking of using my pressure to improve your

already closed

body to land, Leonard struck with his fist, aiming directly at Victor’s chest. “Boom!”

fear in

an attempt to defend

the limit of what

the punch directly broke through his arm’s defense and struck his chest.

“Crash!”

his body crashed violently

the wall as it absorbed the

constantly spurted out from his

arts as Victor couldn’t help but cry out

by then, Leonard was already in front of him, his iron hands gripping

it means to be in a fate worse than

next moment, his elbow slammed fiercely into Victor’s

again, and blood

“Hiss!”

his face contorted in agony.