The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Hank was already starting to regret it, but no one was left to protect him except for two bodyguards. So, he grabbed them by the wrists and pushed them forward. 'You two, beat him up! You're only allowed to stop when he's on the ground, or I'll hold you two responsible for this! And if you don't buy me enough time to escape, I'll..."

He didn't get to finish his sentence and stood there, mouth agape and eyes wide. Darius had suddenly appeared before him, and he was terrified. As far as he knew, no normal human could move at such a speed. Now, however, he was proven wrong. A scene he'd never even imagined had happened before his very eyes. This was beyond his understanding, and he was fearful.

He turned to look at Darius, lips trembling. He stammered out, "W-what are you doing?” Obviously, he was terrified, but Darius didn’t intend to let him off the hook.

The two bodyguards were dumbstruck. Darius was like a gust of wind. He'd disappeared before their very eyes and reappeared behind them. They felt like they were dreaming, but the screams that Hank was letting out were definitely real.

They returned to their senses and whipped around to see a repeat of what had happened at the hospital-Darius had wrapped a hand around Hank's neck, and Hank was starting to suffocate again. He couldn't take it and flailed around, shouting, "Darius, you're a martial artist!"

and said, "I was going to let you go so that you

lack of oxygen, and after Darius spoke, he could feel his oxygen supply depleting faster than before. And this time, the pain coming from his neck was

gust of wind coming from behind him. It made him lose his balance, and he knew it wasn't a normal gust of wind. It had come from another martial artist. However, he still didn’t let go of Hank. On the

failed. The gust of wind didn't land on Hank. Instead, it billowed past them and

neck. He could sense that this was out of the other martial artist's expectations, which meant that he was hesitating.

he would converse with the other martial artist, the latter spoke. 'You're powerful, but

was still holding onto Hank’s

martial artist had been practicing martial arts for many years, and he couldn’t stand it when people ignored him like this. It’d been a long time since he'd last

still managed to dodge it. After all, he was an awakened martial artist who was more powerful than most other martial artists. However, he was infuriated by the martial artist’s actions. He looked at a hole that the wind had torn on his clothes and the reddening skin underneath it, and his gaze

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