A Warrior Undefeatable

Chapter 512

Even if Franco did not yell out to him moments ago, Wolf would not have let Jared off either. After a

bellow of rage, a mysterious mist gradually enveloped Wolf s fist. Evidently, he was using all his

strength to emanate insanely strong martial energy!

“Go to h*ll!” He swung his fist toward Jared, resulting in a thunderous sound.

Boom!

After an earth-shattering blast, clouds of dust wafted in the air. Jared's body swayed before he

staggered one step backward uncontrollably!

At the same time, Wolf was knocked back from the powerful recoil. For the next few seconds, his entire

arm gradually felt numb. Subsequently, he only managed to come to a halt after staggering backward

for almost twenty steps!

“How is that possible? It can't be!” Dumbstruck, Wolf could hardly believe what he had gone through

seconds ago.

Meanwhile, Franco was rooted to the spot. My goodness'. Am I seeing things? Could it be Uncle Wolf

hasn't mustered up all his strength again this round? No, it can't be!

Jared shook his head as though his own combat prowess did not meet his expectations. He could even

feel tingling pain in his abdomen.

Fastening his gaze on Wolf, he uttered solemnly, “It's my turn to throw my punch now!"

Panic-stricken, Wolf staggered another two steps backward again. He had almost used up all his

strength for the punch a while ago, but Jared was not the slightest bit affected. As alarm bells went off

in his mind, he thought of beating a hasty retreat!

Sensing his intention, Franco shrieked apprehensively, “Uncle Wolf, you can't leave without me!”

After sustaining such a severe injury, Franco knew he would not be able to escape. His gut instinct told

him that he would surely meet his end if Wolf fled without him.

Wolf turned to glower at him in exasperation. Undoubtedly, he planned to slip away at any moment. It

never came across his mind that Franco would point it out right away, spoiling his plan.

“Franco, don't blame me. After all, this brat is too mighty. If he dares to snatch your life, I'll surely be

back with the Coopers to avenge you!” Wolf reassured him.

“No! Uncle Wolf, please don't go without me!” Franco ran toward Wolf hastily.

The latter sprang off and ran for his life, paying no heed to him!

“Hmph! Did I say that you could leave?” Jared snorted with a smirk. The next moment, he vanished into

thin air and reappeared right behind Wolf within a second.

“Argh!” A horrendous howl of pain sounded. Soon, a black figure descended from the sky and crashed

into the ground heavily!

Franco turned to look in the direction, only to find the figure was Wolf! At that moment, the latter had

breathed his last breath with blood spewing out from all his orifices.

The gruesome scene scared the heck out of Franco, causing him to pee unknowingly in his pants,

aggravating the pain of his wound. Nevertheless, he refrained from yowling in pain so he would not

further infuriate Jared.

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hook!” Kneeling in front of Jared, Franco pled piteously as he broke out in cold sweat.

It never occurred to him that a young man in his twenties would have such formidable combat prowess!

“Huh? Do anything for me?” Jared stared at him coldly. "Who do you think you are? What do you think

you can do for me?”

Franco blushed crimson, but he turned to gaze at Lizbeth desperately. “Lizbeth, please save me! After

all, we were a couple before!” “Shut up!” Hitting the roof, Lizbeth lunged toward him and slapped him

hard.

“Lizbeth, I'm sorry for what I've done! I shouldn't have acted foolishly!

Please save me! I know I'm worse than a beast...” In snots and tears, Franco slapped himself

repeatedly with both his hands.

Lizbeth's entire body shuddered in intense fury as she scowled at him with utter resentment.

“How about you finish him off yourself?” Jared threw her a glance.

“Sure!” She stretched out her palm to strike Franco's head.

“Lizbeth, please don’t...” Franco was about to beg her again, but it was too late.

His voice trailed off as his head burst with only one slap from Lizbeth. After all, Lizbeth was still a

martial artist. Thus, it was a piece of cake for her to finish him off with a strike.

Jared trembled uncontrollably at the ghastly splatter of blood all over Lizbeth's body and the petrifying

murderous intent in her eyes. It never came to him that women could unleash such horrifying power

when enraged!

“Why are you staring at me in such a way? Do I look scary?” Lizbeth asked Jared quizzically. She could

not fathom why he seemed to be terrified of her.