The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 388

"Shoot him!" Voices erupted, weapons raised in every direction.

"Whoever kills him takes the money!"

Dozens of guns swung toward Alex. But the moment bullets flew, chaos ripped through the crowd.

"Stop shooting! You're hitting your own men!" someone screamed—right before a stray bullet tore through his chest.

Gunfire roared from every direction, bullets ripping into the wrong targets.

Alex moved like a phantom, weaving through the storm.

Every slash, every sidestep turned their fury back on themselves.

Blades missed him and cut down allies. Bullets tore through bodies meant to be comrades.

The more they fought, the more they destroyed each other.

Men dropped where they stood, some clutching wounds, others falling lifeless with clean shots to the head.

The scene spiraled into pure chaos-blood, screams, and friendly fire turning the battlefield into a slaughterhouse.

From his vantage point, Charles watched in disbelief. To him, Alex wasn't battling —he was toying with them.

"Pathetic," Charles spat, his voice dripping with scorn. "Hundreds of you, and you can't kill one man."

Shame burned across his face.

He turned away, disgusted, as Alex began dropping fighters one by one.

Every strike sent another man crashing to the ground, unconscious. The faster Alex moved, the higher the bodies piled.

One of the leaders rushed to him, desperate. "Sir Charles, wait! We still have more men. Give us time. We'll finish him."

Charles' tone was ice. "If you kill him, I'll pay as promised."

"But, you'll never win against that monster."

With that, he left the carnage behind, striding toward the highest floor of the

arena.

A private jet waited, its engines humming in readiness.

"As long as I hold Gilbert's fortune and Jasmine in my grasp, I can control Alex," Charles muttered as he climbed aboard. His jaw tightened with regret.

"Damn fools. It was a mistake trusting them. Maybe I searched for the wrong kind of killer. I need more than brutes—I need a superhuman killer."

the jet, forcing her into a seat. She struggled, eyes burning

I'm your little sister! How dare you do this? Father

never kill you. I only need you to lure Alex to me. Once he comes, I'll

kill you,

rumbled, preparing for takeoff. Alex was still down in the stadium, tearing through wave after wave

man alive who can kill him," Charles said, half

weakness. The people he loves, the ones he protects- someone will make him bleed. Someone will

spat, hatred lacing every

sister. Since you and Father cut off my funds, this

way to get Gilbert's inheritance. I'll have

back in the arena,

lay scattered across the floor, groaning

another chamber

lips curling into a cold smile. "Outside were the fodder. In here, you face the

hand dropped to signal the

anyone could move, the air shifted. Alex blurred, faster

hand clamped around the leader's throat. The

Alex growled, his voice like thunder shaking the room. "Tell

froze in disbelief as Alex's hand clamped tight around their

the

and one

that followed, only the

a superhuman..." he stammered, legs

his grip tightened around the man's throat, knuckles white with pressure. The

Alex growled, his voice low and

before

body betrayed him, wetting himself as

the

wheel, the gang leader gripped

a lamb led to

his voice as he babbled every secret he knew, desperate

“Charles... he's got Jasmine

knows where he's hiding, but-there's a connection. One of Gilbert's former

"Because..." the leader's voice

revenge has

Charles doesn't

al.ne

three months, Gilbert's fortune becomes open bounty. Every hired gun

attorney?"

name is Mike. He spends his nights here with

leader said quickly.

thundering from inside. "Find Mike, and

stepped out without a

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