Chapter 1001
Chapter 1001:
“Boss, the guy woke up and tried to make a run for it. He hurt two of our men in the process p>
“That bastard’s got some serious strength. Even beaten like he is, he can still pack a punch p>
Just then, another operative approached Chris with a file in hand. “Boss, here’s his medical report. Two broken ribs are his worst injuries p>
The man looked at Chris with clear admiration. “Only you could’ve done that kind of damage, sir p>
Chris shook his head. “It wasn’t me.” He felt genuinely puzzled. Had he really only managed to cause such minor harm to that guy?
To everyone around him, his words sounded like typical modesty, and nobody bought it for a second. They figured their leader was just being humble as usual.
That was when Chris finally realized just how powerful Maia really was in a fight. He couldn’t help wondering how he’d do against his own wife in combat.
But he quickly pushed that thought aside. That was too ridiculous! His wife was meant to be protected and loved, not fought against.
Soon enough, he reached the iron cell where they were holding Tyrant.
“You little bastard, you tricked me! If you’ve got any balls, come in here and fight me man to man!” Tyrant bellowed furiously. “If that bitch hadn’t gotten in my way, I would’ve torn you apart that night p>
Chris’s face darkened instantly.
“Ha ha ha… Why the long face? Struck a nerve, did I? You’re nothing but a gold-digging parasite, feeding off that woman’s success. Think I don’t see right through you? You’re just a worthless bloodsucker, living off a woman’s charity p>
Tyrant’s crude insults toward Chris rippled through the gathered crowd, sparking waves of outrage among the onlookers. Chris merely lifted his shoulders in casual indifference. What could he say? His wife was indeed formidable, and he’d never pretended otherwise.
While outsiders saw him as useless, the reality was far more complex than appearances suggested.
“Since you’re so eager to meet your maker, I’m happy to arrange the introduction,” Chris replied, his voice dropping to arctic temperatures. “Open the door p>
Moments later, he stepped across the threshold.
“Two of your ribs are already broken. I’ll be sure to avoid those spots,” Chris said, his voice carrying a deadly promise. After all, those injuries belonged to his wife’s handiwork. What he intended was to shatter every remaining rib in Tyrant’s body.
“Hahaha… Such arrogance! Pretty boy, you walked right into my trap.” Tyrant’s sneer twisted his features. “If you value your miserable life, tell them to unlock this door and escape p>
The words barely left his lips before Tyrant launched himself forward like a human projectile, charging straight at Chris.
Air currents stirred Chris’ hair as Tyrant closed the distance, yet his expression remained utterly serene.
The next instant, a sickening thud reverberated through the cramped cell. Outside the cell, some people widened their eyes, some covered their mouths, and others turned their heads away in fear. Then came a symphony of impacts, punctuated by agonized screams. Tyrant writhed on the cold floor, his face twisted in unbearable pain as sweat streamed down his forehead. Disbelief consumed him.