In the afternoon, several black SUVs abruptly screeched to a halt right in front of the entrance to Park Place. The doors opened, and the first to get out was a young man dressed in bright-colored clothes. With his handsome features and lofty demeanor, he carried an imposing presence. Following behind him were a group of martial artists clad Watching their departing figures, Stephan shouted out, "Inform Mrs. Harmon immediately!" in eccentric uniforms, each of them emanating an intimidating air with their controlled breaths. It was evident that they were far from ordinary. "This is the Harmon family's territory. All of you, leave immediately!" the two bodyguards by the entrance warned them. "Too loud." With a wave of his hand, the two bodyguards flew away as blood spurted from their mouths. It was as if they were hit by a speeding car. The group of people then strutted into Park Place. In the hall, Natasha was enjoying tea, and a copy of a financial report was in her hands. These

"What? Natasha has been kidnapped?" After the news arrived and Jessica was briefed about the situation, her expression hardened, along with the rest of the people present. "How could that happen? We have dozens of bodyguards. How could Natasha be taken away?" Ruth was in disbelief. "They were too strong. We were no match for them." Stephan mourned. His legs were crippled, and his core was destroyed. He was as good as useless. "Who was it? The audacity to kidnap my daughter!" Jessica was furious. "We're not sure of their true identity, but they left a letter." Stephan signaled his men to give the letter to Jessica. She opened up the letter, and her expression grew dark as she read it. "Mom, what does it say?" Ruth asked impatiently. "It says, before the sun rises, bring the formulation of Immortunol and Dustin to Hummer Villa as ransom." Her tone was almost a growl. "Hummer Villa? Isn't that Edwin's territory?" Ruth frowned. Did this have to do with the Hummer family aga

Suddenly, she clapped. Right on cue, a group of domineering martial artists clad in all-black gear strode in proudly. Taking the lead was a woman with short hair. She had striking features that gave her a cool look. Because of her tight-fitting outfit, her figure appeared exceptionally curvaceous and left an impact. Jennifer said impassively, "This is Isfrid. She leads team five of the Harmon family's shadow guards and is highly skilled. Bring her team with you so you have each other's backs." "Mrs. Harmon, forgive me for my bluntness, but our team is enough to ensure Ms. Harmon's safety. Why do we need to involve outsiders?" Isfrid gave Dustin a contemptuous once over. "Team five is well trained, and our teamwork is unparalleled. Having our members are more than enough to save Ms. Harmon. We can't afford to bring along baggage since it will make the operation riskier. I hope you will reconsider, Mrs. Harmon." "Dustin is a good fighter, and the Hummer family asked for him personall

Coldly, she said, "Wait here, and don't run off. I don't want you to cause us any trouble. Understand?" "They have highly skilled fighters among them. Your men won't be able to handle them," Dustin responded flatly. "Ha! What a joke! I've fought in countless battles, and I've seen it all. A bum like you will never understand how strong we are." Her expression grew colder. "Having confidence is commendable, but don't be too blind. You should always believe there is someone better out there," he reminded. "Shut your nonsense. Just stay here as I told you to. I won't forgive you if you ruin our operation!" she shouted coldly before joining the fray. Dustin didn't say anything more and narrowed his eyes, staring silently at Fletcher. Seated behind him were a few martial artists clad in eccentric clothing. From their breathing patterns, Dustin could tell that they were all the best low-level martial artists, with two of them already considered a high-level martial artist. "So he has b

"How weak." Isfrid wore a disdainful expression as she scanned her surroundings. "Anyone else?" "Interesting …" Leering at her curvaceous figure, Darkwrath licked his lips in excitement. "Hey, pretty lady, let me have a taste of you!" As he spoke, his toes tapped the ground, propelling him forward like a ghostly shadow. His body flickered in and out of existence, making it hard to figure out his movements. Isfrid bellowed, "Die!" With a flick of her sword, two blades that were both swift and deadly danced forward. Just as her attack was about to hit their target, Darkwrath suddenly vanished from thin air. "Hey, pretty lady, where are you looking?" She heard a sinister voice behind her, and her expression changed slightly. Without looking back, she thrust her sword backward. She was fast, but Darkwrath was faster, and her sword sliced through the empty air. Taking advantage of her distraction, Darkwrath grabbed her butt forcefully. Chuckling obscenely, he remarked, "Soft and sup

"It's over. It's all over now …" Looking at the scene before her, Isfrid's face turned ashen, and her expression was full of despair. She had barged in full of confidence, but she didn't expect to encounter Darkwrath here. In terms of raw strength, ultimately, she was the loser. "Allow me." Dustin had somehow ended up beside her. "You?" She frowned. "I'm not even his match. What can you do? Leave immediately! Don't throw your life away like that!" Even though she looked down on him, she didn't wish for him to die in vain. "Hey! I'm talking to you." Seeing his lack of reaction, Isfrid's frustration grew. "This guy is unpredictable. He's also ranked in the top ten of The Hundred Immortals. You're no match for him. I'll buy time for you. Escape while you can! When you get back, ask Mrs. Harmon to send a highly skilled fighter. Go!" She bellowed out her last word. As the leader of team five, naturally, she wouldn't leave her teammates behind and escape on her own. That was why she nee

"Uh … " Isfrid was bewildered at the sight of the head beside her feet. Who would have imagined that the mighty and incomparable Darkwrath would be killed so easily? He was ranked eighth of The Hundred Immortals! He had decapitated the entirety of team five on his own. It was preposterous for him to be killed with one strike of the sword. "What?" Looking at the headless body, Fletcher was taken aback as well. He knew Dustin was strong but didn't realize he was that strong. With just a strike of his sword, he killed Darkwrath, ranked eighth of The Hundred Immortals. It seemed like only Judge, who was ranked third, would be able to suppress his formidable strength. "You … you killed my brother?" Lightwrath finally stood. His pale face appeared ghastly. He allowed his brother to play his game of cat and mouse without intervening since victory was within reach. He didn't expect a highly skilled martial artist to be hidden among them. On top of that, that highly skilled martial artist u

"Mr. Hummer! Something terrible has happened!" Fletcher suddenly rushed in, stumbling in his steps. His disheveled and panicked appearance looked extremely out of place. "What's with the commotion?" Joshua's expression turned cold, and he appeared upset. "Speak up. What's wrong?" "D—Dustin is out here on a killing spree!" Fletcher reported in a whisper. "Oh?" Joshua raised an eyebrow. "He dares barge in here despite knowing it's the lion's den? Is this kiddo really that brave?" "What do we do now, Mr. Hummer?" Fletcher asked anxiously. "What do you mean? Get Darkwrath and Lightwrath to kill him. Don't let him interrupt our party." Joshua waved him away. "Mr. Hummer … he's already killed them both!" Fletcher was somber. "Huh?" Joshua frowned. "When Darkwrath and Lightwrath join forces, even Judge would need to exert his full strength. Is this kiddo that skilled?" "It would have been great if they joined forces, but they were too arrogant and gave him a chance to defeat them," Fl

"Kiddo! I'm giving you two options. Either you kneel before Mr. Hummer or die!" Judge's tone was frosty, and his gaze was stagnant like a pool, calm and impassive. He'd been killing since he was ten and had a body count of hundreds, if not thousands. "I choose death. Come at me if you can." Dustin beckoned him forward with his finger. "How insolent!" Judge's gaze turned increasingly frosty as he launched his spear forward. Like a canon, it shot straight for Dustin's chest. Dustin stood unmoved and grabbed the spear, flinging it back. With a sharp whistle, it shot back out toward Judge with greater speed. Judge sneered and mirrored Dustin's stance, grabbing his own spear. However, as soon as he grabbed hold of it, it was as if he was struck by lightning. He staggered backward, his feet skidding along the ground, leaving deep imprints with each step. "How could this be?" Judge's expression changed, and he exerted his entire strength in an attempt to stop the momentum of his steel sp

Under Joshua's impressive prowess, the guests in the hall began to retreat involuntarily. It felt as if rocks were pressing on their chests as their breathing grew heavy. "Damn! Mr. Hummer is impressive. He's already achieved divinity!" "He's truly deserving to be Boulderthorn's genius. To achieve divinity before the age of thirty, he's truly a terrifying man." "Although a low-level and divine-level martial artist only differed in a single word, the disparity in strength, just like their name, was like heaven and earth. This kid's strong, but he's still a weakling in front of Mr. Hummer." The crowd started a frenzied discussion as they witnessed Joshua's imposing presence and arrogance. At that moment, Tina, who was among the crowd, burst into laughter. "You fucking bastard! How dare you cause a scene at Hummer Villa? Look at yourself in the mirror! Give him a good beating for me, Joshua!" "I have good taste in men. He's so cool." Jade's lips curled up into a smile, and she looke