My Fabulous Girl Boss

My Fabulous Girl Boss by Evergreen chapter 714

one who's picking fights!" After that, Terry turned into a blur

flew toward the back. The attack was so powerful that the bones in his arms cracked. Terry narrowed his eyes. It seemed to him that Hank's strength was nearly on par with grandmasters. If it weren't for the fact that his throat was damaged and couldn't handle too much inner energy, his Titanium Leo -roar might have done some damage to him. When the thought surfaced in Terry's head, his eyes were filled with hatred, and his killing intent grew. He made his move again, and he was going to kill Hank this time. Hank looked at Terry. His face turned pale with fear as he had no way to run away now. However, just when Terry was about to reach him, a figure appeared and stood in front of Hank. It was Kayson. He just lifted his hand and blocked Terry's attack effortlessly. He did not even use any of his skills at all. "Argh!" Terry let out a pained scream when his fingers were all broken. He felt as if he had hit an iron wall when his fingers made contact with Kayson's palm. Kayson raised his leg and kicked Terry, sending him flying several feet toward the back. Everyone in the Heathein was stunned. The Ochre Hall chief, Nancy Frost, was stunned, and a hint of disbelief crossed her eyes. "Isn't that the Titanium Technique? Not only that, but its power is almost on the same level as a steel fighter!" Kayson glanced at her and nodded. "You have good eyes, Ma'am." Nancy's expression changed, and her heart sank. She asked worriedly, "Are you Master Kayson Yarde?" "Yes, I am," Kayson replied as he helped Hank to his feet. Hank looked at him in gratitude. After that, he turned to gaze at Nancy coldly. "K-Kayson?" Terry held his right wrist. His fingers were all broken, and some of his bones had punctured his skin. His face was dark. He did not expect that Kayson would come here at all. Besides, it seemed to him that Kayson was on Hank's side. 'D*mn it! Since when did this old fellow get Kayson on his side?' Nancy seemed a little bit flustered. She was a Vodu spell user, and her battle prowess was only at the middle stage of a grandmaster. If Kayson wanted to kill, it would be as easy as a piece of cake, o Kayson looked at them and said, "You guys are the ones who wanted to take Livia's life, right? Care to give me an explanation? "Otherwise, Heathein is going to lose three hall chiefs today." Terry chided inwardly. He tried to ignore the pain that was screaming at him and said, "I didn't expect you to come here, Mr. Kayson. I'm so sorry for the trouble. "I'm Terry Wagner, the Ether Hall's chief." Kayson threw him a sidelong glance but did not say anything in return. Terry felt insulted, but he dared not lash out at Kayson since the latter had killed a peak-stage grandmaster. "I'm sure there is a misunderstanding , Mr. Yarde. This isn't a good place to talk, so why don't we go inside first?" Kayson was not worried about him plotting anything. He nodded, and they went into the meeting hall inside. While Terry sent someone to fetch Kayson a cup of tea, he tended to the wound on his hand. Hank was the first one to talk as he shouted, "You b*tch! How dare you curse my son? Do you think I don't dare to kill you!?" Nancy frowned deeply and said, "Mr. Veal, I was just following orders. Besides, I didn't plan to take your son's life at all. I just controlled him to do something for me!" Hank loved his son dearly. Kayson was well aware of that since Hank was willing to come and meet him in person when his son fought with him last time. Therefore, he flew into a rage and smacked the table hard when he heard what Nancy said. "Who knows what kind of poison is in your Vodu Worm!?" Hank gritted his teeth. "Do you think we don't know how sinister you are? We've been colleagues for years!" Nancy couldn't hold her anger back anymore and shouted at Hank, "The Vodu Worm can only control his mind! It's harmless, and he'll recover after he rests for some time!" Just when Hank was going to say something, Kayson spoke. "Calm down, Mr. Veal. Madam Frost is right. That Vodu Worm is harmless." It seemed to Kayson that this old woman was not as heartless as the rumors described her. Hank calmed down a little bit after what Kayson said. He harrumphed coldly and did not say anything anymore. Kayson looked toward Nancy and asked, "Madam Frost, the Vodu spell isn't an evil technique. However, using the Vodu Worm to harm other people makes it an evil spell." "You're right, Mr. Yarde. I promise I won't do it again," Nancy said reverently. Kayson was not here for Nancy, so he did not say anything to her anymore. He turned his head toward Terry, and when the latter noticed it, he put on a smile and said, "Mr. Yarde, about Livia's assassination, it's a misunderstanding..." Kayson frowned. "It seems like you're not willing to tell me the truth, Mr. Wagner. No matter. I have plenty of ways to make you tell me the truth." Terry momentarily froze and said, "Mr. Yarde, Heathein isn't a small organization in Skyspring. "Although you're powerful, and even Zeus Yankovich isn't your opponent, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want in Heathein," said Terry with a tinge of anger coloring his voice. "I'm willing to sit down here and talk to you because I respect you as a powerful fighter. If you still insist on doing what you want, Heathein won't just sit by and do nothing!" Suddenly, Hank's expression changed, and he said worriedly. "Mr. Yarde, it seems like our president is coming back... "Our president is a powerful fighter, but no one knows how powerful he is. Rumor has it that he's a warlord..." Kayson was stunned. "A warlord?" This was something out of his expectation. If the president of Heathein was truly a warlord, things would become a lot more complicated. "I'm not so sure about it, but I guess so..." Hank's eyes were filled with fear as he became fidgety. 1 Chapter 713 If the president was coming back, Kayson had to run right now. Kayson thought for a while and asked, "It's a fact that someone tried to assassinate Livia. How are you going to resolve the misunderstanding, Mr. Wagner?" Terry let out a snort inwardly when he heard what Kayson said. 'It seems like he has chickened out.' However, he thought it was normal. After all, Hank knew very well how strong their president was. No matter how strong Kayson was, there was no way he could go head up against their president. Besides, he had a close relationship with their president. With their president standing on his side, he did not have to fear Kayson. Terry said, "Simple. Mr. Yarde, you're powerful, so why must you associate yourself with Royce? You should join Heathein. I'm sure everyone here will be happy if you join US. "If you join US, you can become one of the elders right away. You don't have to do anything, and you'll get a dividend of $12,000,000 every year!" Kayson smiled. "You want me to join Heathein?" Terry asked, "Yes. What's wrong, Mr. Yarde ? Could it be that you think Heathein isn't suitable for someone like you, a peak-level grandmaster?" Kayson did not say anything in return. Terry frowned slightly and continued. "Our president is a warlord. Judging from the fact that you can have such a high achievement at such a young age, I'm sure you'll become a warlord in no time if you can get help from our president." Kayson sighed. "Honestly, I'm not interested at all, so..." Terry frowned and said, "Are you rejecting my offer, Mr. Yarde?" Kayson shook his head. "You should tell me who instructed you to assassinate Livia first." Terry's face sank as a hint of coldness crossed his eyes." Mr. Yarde, do you really have to complicate things?" Kayson replied coldly, "You're the one who's complicating things here." Upon hearing what he said, Terry smacked the table and snarled, "Kayson, you're such an ingrate! "Do you really think you can do whatever you want in Skyspring just because you killed Zeus? The world is bigger than you think, you ignorant fool!" Kayson frowned slightly and waved his hand. The cup in his hand turned into a streak of light as it dashed toward Terry. However, at that moment, a stream of invisible energy slashed downward from the ceiling like an air blade and cut the cup in half. Hank's expression changed as he shouted, "What are you doing, Terry?"