The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 404

"You woman," one of the thugs sneered as he stepped forward, his eyes crawling over her.

"Pretty face, but I didn't know you had claws. Makes me wonder how wild you'd be in bed-"

He didn't get to finish. Josephine's kick slammed into his groin, folding him in half with a strangled cry.

"Don't you dare say filth like that in front of children," she snapped.

"You bitch!" another thug barked, lunging to grab her arm.

But Josephine wasn't the same girl she used to be.

She had spent countless nights forging her body in silence, mastering the flow of inner energy Alex had passed down to her.

The world seemed to slow down in her eyes. She saw every twitch, every step before it came.

Her palm cracked across the man's face with a thunderclap.

He crumpled to the ground, unconscious before he even hit the pavement.

"Get her!" their leader roared.

Josephine didn't hesitate.

She had always loved fighting back against bullies, but this—this was different.

Power surged inside her like an endless storm.

Josephine couldn't help but smile.

'I am the tempest, I am the flame.'

Every strike exploded with force. Her fists, her kicks, even her elbows sent grown

men flying as if they'd been hit by speeding trucks.

The children nearby watched wide-eyed, then burst into cheers.

"Sister Josephine, you're amazing!"

"Beat those bad men! You're our hero!"

"You're my idol, Sister Jo!"

She fought through twenty men without slowing, her movements sharp, brutal, unstoppable.

In minutes, the ground was littered with groaning bodies.

Security finally arrived with the park staff.

One officer stepped forward. "Miss, we'll take it from here."

"They're all yours," Josephine said, brushing hair from her face with a faint smile.

But before the thugs could be hauled away, one man staggered up, hate burning in his eyes. "Go to hell!" he roared, pulling a pistol from his waistband.

air. Children

was faster. He appeared in front of her, his

bullet stopped against his palm, crushed between his fingers. In the same motion,

hand, sending the gun clattering to the ground as he howled in

touch us!" the thug

know who we are? We're with the Chicago Outfit! My name's Max Capone. My

The crowd gasped.

Capone?

guards, the staff, even the security team turned pale

name.

that hid behind "security firms" while running every illegal racket under the

their reach,

name alone was

Outfit into a ruthless machine, a criminal dynasty spreading far beyond

had fallen

they've rented the entire park. You're not allowed

the blood dripping from his

little party? They still need permission

well what that meant. Nobody crossed the Outfit without paying a

in silence, their

now? You know who I am.

Alex said

Max's face. The thug flew backward, his entire body rolling across the

as he roared in outrage. "Do you have any idea what you're doing? You're challenging the Chicago Outfit

stepped toward him, his voice

we're not allowed to fight back? Who gave you that authority? The King of the world?"

pride burning

life had

who he was, men dropped to their knees, begging for mercy. But this man-this

Max

again. I swear I'll make you pay with your legs. You'll crawl for the rest

"So you're saying anyone who defies the Chicago Outfit must pay

hesitated. Fear flickered in his eyes, but he

your life before

Remember this saying-man is not what he thinks he is, he is

into Max's face again,

bastard!” Max spat blood, clutching his jaw. “My

be shaking in

coming here? Good," Alex said coldly, his

Max's shoulder like an iron

park. No need to frighten

trembled as she stepped

tone. She knew the name-everyone

wasn't just another

feared across entire

Alex said with

to have

with attitude, morals, and honor Like civilized people

Giselle's birthday-make it

unforgettable." s

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