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."

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

How dare you do this? Father will never

kill you. I only need you to lure Alex to me. Once he comes, I'll

kill you, Charles.

down

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

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

Jasmine spat, hatred

you and Father cut off

only way to get Gilbert's

in the arena, ten minutes

already lay scattered across the

to find another chamber filled with hardened killers.

stepped forward, lips curling into a cold smile. "Outside were the fodder.

to

air shifted. Alex

heartbeat, his hand clamped around the leader's throat. The

voice like thunder shaking the

hundred men froze in disbelief as Alex's

the leader

swing his blade. He unleashed his overwhelming aura, and one by one, every thug's eyes rolled back as they collapsed to the floor,

only the leader remained, pale and

he stammered, legs

the man's throat, knuckles white with pressure.

his

me everything... before

betrayed him, wetting himself as he

Alex sat in the passenger seat of

leader gripped the steering

driving like a lamb

a frantic stream, fear cracking his voice as he babbled every secret he knew,

“Charles... he's got Jasmine

where he's hiding, but-there's a connection. One of Gilbert's former attorneys, a man stiffin contact with

"Because..." the leader's voice

revenge has

doesn't

al.ne

Every hired gun in the

attorney?"

attorney-his name is Mike. He spends

leader said quickly.

bass thundering from

stepped out without

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