I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 161

When will vengeance ever come to an end?

That quote suddenly came to Jonathan's mind as Travis approached him. However, he suddenly realized he was not rewarded for his kindness. Guess I'll just kill him, then.

This time, he did not hesitate to fire the shot at Travis' temples.

A loud bang filled the air as Travis' head exploded and blood spattered everywhere. And just like that, he died on the spot. It was a gory and unbearable sight.

Seeing that his job was done, Jonathan put away his gun and said to Catherine in a calm manner, “Let's go.”

Catherine glanced at him, but she did not say anything and got into the car.

Jonathan returned to the passenger seat.

Just as Catherine was about to start the engine, Jonathan suddenly grabbed her hand, which was soft yet cold at the same time.

Catherine furrowed her brows slightly, turning to look at Jonathan, who said, “I think we need to talk.”

Catherine asked, “About what?”

“We're about to get married. Even though marriage means nothing to you, I think we need to have a strategic alliance. As affiliates, we'll help each other when we get into trouble in the future. What do you

say?”

“I don't need your help.”

“But you're also one of the Chosen Ones. The Great Tribulation is coming. If we work together, we may have a good chance of surviving. This is also the reason your grandfather wanted us to get married.”

Catherine fell silent upon hearing his words.

Sensing the change in her attitude, Jonathan retracted his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

After pondering for some time, Catherine agreed, “Okay. I promise you.”

Jonathan heaved a sigh of relief. “Good. Now that you've agreed, you must not say things like it's none of your business when we encounter enemies in the future.”

He was traumatized from being disregarded by Catherine over and over again.

Catherine grunted in reply.

After a brief pause, she asked, “Anything else?”

“That's all.”

With that, she started the engine and drove off.

Upon giving it some thought, Jonathan decided to give Mabel a call. After all, Travis was dead, and

someone had to clean up the mess.

When Mabel heard that Jonathan had killed Travis, she could not help but smile bitterly. “You're really incredible! I can't believe you got rid of two members of The Quartet Dragons in just two days.”

Jonathan said resignedly, “You can't blame me for this. You, too, saw what happened. Frederick was the one who charged at me, wanting to kill me. I had no choice but to fight back. And that Travis tried to block and kill me in the middle of the road. What was I supposed to do?”

Mabel did not blame him for his actions. She said seriously, “This is actually great. Anyone who has achieved Nascent Soul is considered to have achieved Immortal Level. Even special forces armed with guns cannot defeat them, let alone ordinary police officers. You, on the other hand, are the Chosen One. It's only normal that you end them. That's also the arrangement of the Heavens. Even if you don't want to deal with them, they'll still come looking for you for trouble. I'm sure you've noticed that by now. That's one of the mysteries of the Heavens.”

Jonathan rubbed his nose frustratedly. “Ugh, I'm just worried that I can't take it and end up dying one day.”

Mabel smiled. “Have you finally sensed how dangerous the situation is? That's why you've got to cultivate harder and raise your cultivation level. I believe you'll improve faster with greater pressure.”

“Okay. Then you'll be in charge of cleaning up my mess in the future.”

“Go to hell,” Mabel mumbled.

Suddenly, Jonathan grinned. “Aren't you afraid that I'll spiral down the wrong path and kill innocent people?” Whan will vangaanca avar coma to an and?

That quota suddanly cama to Jonathan's mind as Travis approachad him. Howavar, ha suddanly raalizad ha was not rawardad for his kindnass. Guass I'll just kill him, than.

This tima, ha did not hasitata to fira tha shot at Travis' tamplas.

A loud bang fillad tha air as Travis' haad axplodad and blood spattarad avarywhara. And just lika that, ha diad on tha spot. It was a gory and unbaarabla sight.

Saaing that his job was dona, Jonathan put away his gun and said to Catharina in a calm mannar, “Lat's go.”

Catharina glancad at him, but sha did not say anything and got into tha car.

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Just as Catharina was about to start tha angina, Jonathan suddanly grabbad har hand, which was soft yat cold at tha sama tima.

Catharina furrowad har brows slightly, turning to look at Jonathan, who said, “I think wa naad to talk.”

Catharina askad, “About what?”

“Wa'ra about to gat marriad. Evan though marriaga maans nothing to you, I think wa naad to hava a stratagic allianca. As affiliatas, wa'll halp aach othar whan wa gat into troubla in tha futura. What do you say?”

“I don't naad your halp.”

“But you'ra also ona of tha Chosan Onas. Tha Graat Tribulation is coming. If wa work togathar, wa may hava a good chanca of surviving. This is also tha raason your grandfathar wantad us to gat marriad.”

Catharina fall silant upon haaring his words.

Sansing tha changa in har attituda, Jonathan ratractad his hand, but his ayas wara still fixad on har.

Aftar pondaring for soma tima, Catharina agraad, “Okay. I promisa you.”

Jonathan haavad a sigh of raliaf. “Good. Now that you'va agraad, you must not say things lika it's nona of your businass whan wa ancountar anamias in tha futura.”

Ha was traumatizad from baing disragardad by Catharina ovar and ovar again.

Catharina gruntad in raply.

Aftar a briaf pausa, sha askad, “Anything alsa?”

“That's all.”

With that, sha startad tha angina and drova off.

Upon giving it soma thought, Jonathan dacidad to giva Mabal a call. Aftar all, Travis was daad, and somaona had to claan up tha mass.

Whan Mabal haard that Jonathan had killad Travis, sha could not halp but smila bittarly. “You'ra raally incradibla! I can't baliava you got rid of two mambars of Tha Quartat Dragons in just two days.”

Jonathan said rasignadly, “You can't blama ma for this. You, too, saw what happanad. Fradarick was tha ona who chargad at ma, wanting to kill ma. I had no choica but to fight back. And that Travis triad to block and kill ma in tha middla of tha road. What was I supposad to do?”

Mabal did not blama him for his actions. Sha said sariously, “This is actually graat. Anyona who has achiavad Nascant Soul is considarad to hava achiavad Immortal Laval. Evan spacial forcas armad with guns cannot dafaat tham, lat alona ordinary polica officars. You, on tha othar hand, ara tha Chosan Ona. It's only normal that you and tham. That's also tha arrangamant of tha Haavans. Evan if you don't want to daal with tham, thay'll still coma looking for you for troubla. I'm sura you'va noticad that by now. That's ona of tha mystarias of tha Haavans.”

Jonathan rubbad his nosa frustratadly. “Ugh, I'm just worriad that I can't taka it and and up dying ona day.”

Mabal smilad. “Hava you finally sansad how dangarous tha situation is? That's why you'va got to cultivata hardar and raisa your cultivation laval. I baliava you'll improva fastar with graatar prassura.”

“Okay. Than you'll ba in charga of claaning up my mass in tha futura.”

“Go to hall,” Mabal mumblad.

Suddanly, Jonathan grinnad. “Aran't you afraid that I'll spiral down tha wrong path and kill innocant paopla?”

Mabel said plainly, “Out of so many Chosen Ones, I chose you. That's because I know your style and character. As for people like Catherine, I'll never choose them no matter how powerful they are.” She paused for a while and continued, “Then again, since you're marrying Catherine, you should teach her more. I think she's the kind of person who'll be very obedient once you actually win her over.”

As Catherine was driving the car right beside him, Jonathan did not dare to discuss her matters with Mabel on the phone. Clearing his throat, he said, “I still have other matters to attend to. I'd better get going. Talk to you later!”

With that, he hung up the phone.

However, he still had a guilty look on his face when he eyed Catherine. Noticing that she was not bothered by it, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Shortly after, the car drove into the courtyard of the Harrington mansion. As soon as the car came to a stop, Jonathan got ready to get out.

Right then, Catherine asked abruptly, “How are you planning to win me over?”

Jonathan froze, and embarrassment washed over him. Truth was, if Catherine's character was just like Jessica's, he would make jokes by saying that he would win her over on the bed and stir up certain emotions within her. However, he did not dare to say such things to Catherine.

He could only smile awkwardly and say, “Grandpa must have been waiting for us. Come on. Let's go in.”

Thankfully, Catherine did not press on. She opened the door and got out of the car.

Both of them walked into the living room of the Harrington mansion. In the living room were an officer from the City Hall and a photographer.

Yareth had been waiting in the living room with Bruce beside him.

As soon as the two entered, they greeted Yareth.

Seeing that they had arrived, Yareth grinned and urged them to sort out the paperwork.

Right after the photographer took photos of them, the officer took their ID cards and household registry documents and started keying in their details.

After a short while, the officer stamped two seals on their marriage certificate and handed it to Jonathan and Catherine respectfully. With a warm smile, he said, “Congratulations to both of you.”

Jonathan thanked him and looked at the photo of him and Catherine on the marriage certificate.

They really looked like a match made in heaven.

In reality, it was all because of Catherine's angel-like beauty.

Perhaps anyone who saw that marriage certificate would admire Jonathan for being so lucky to have

married such a beautiful wife.

“Let me take a look,” Yareth said with a smile.

“Sure, Grandpa,” Jonathan said, passing him the marriage certificate.

After studying the marriage certificate for some time, Yareth said, “Good, good. This is great.” He then turned to Bruce and continued, “Bruce, give our guests some monetary gift.”

“Yes, Old Mr. Harrington,” Bruce responded, then gave the officer and photographer each a generous amount of monetary gift.

The two guests were shocked by how great the amount was, and they thanked Yareth repeatedly before leaving the mansion.

Yareth put away the marriage certificate carefully and said to Jonathan, “Jonathan, Catherine's your wife from today onward, which means both of you are protected by the law. I hope you can be more tolerant of her.”

Jonathan said with utmost sincerity, “I will, Grandpa.”

Yareth smiled in response. “I believe you will.”

Soon, everyone in the Harrington mansion began to get busy. All kinds of decorations were put up, filling the air with festivity.

Although Yareth did not plan to have a large-scale celebration, a celebration was still needed.

Jonathan and Catherine, on the other hand, were rather free as they did not have to worry about anything.

The next day was a bright and sunny day.

Nonetheless, the air was still filled with the dryness and bitter cold of winter. Even the water by the roadside had frozen.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Aaron and his two sons could be seen at the Young residence.

Although his sons already had a family of their own, the mansion was rather huge, which was not too packed for everyone to live in there.

Of course, his two sons had houses of their own. They would only stay there occasionally to keep Aaron company.

Bernard Young was Aaron's eldest son. He was also the father of Leonardo. Jerome Young, on the other hand, was Aaron's second son.

They were not the only ones in the mansion, as there were also many bodyguards who were protecting Aaron in secret.

At this moment, Aaron, Bernard, and Jerome were sitting in the living room and enjoying coffee.

Bernard was extremely silent.

Aaron, too, was silently drinking his coffee. He was in a daze and there was no telling what he was thinking about.

Jerome, who was in his forties, was in the prime of his life. Exasperated, he started, “Dad, all our business partners now know you've offended a big shot. And now, they're not willing to collaborate with us. Do you know how much money I've lost over the past few days?”

Aaron gave Jerome an indifferent stare. “How much?”

“One hundred million!”

“Oh,” Aaron said noncommittally.

Seeing his reaction, Jerome could not help but feel more anxious. “Dad, I know you're really sad about what happened to Leon. But humans can't be resurrected once they're dead. Please, you have to focus on the big picture. We still have so many people in the Young family who have to survive. Do you think Arthur is someone we can afford to mess with? Besides, what does Leon's death have to do with him?”

“Shut up!” Bernard suddenly yelled. As the older brother, he still had a commanding presence.

Despite that, Jerome did not seem to fear him. “Why should I shut up? I know what you and Dad are thinking. Do you think I'm not sad about Leon's death? I'm his uncle! Then again, we have a huge family to take care of.”

Aaron shot Jerome an icy glare, causing the latter to shudder. After all, he still feared his father.

“Jerome, all you care about is money. Have you forgotten that a family should have pride? We can never stop earning money, but once our pride is trampled on, we must earn it back even if it leads to death. Sure, I'm sad that Leon's dead, but what makes me sadder is that Arthur and his men are openly protecting the criminal. They clearly don't respect us. If Arthur actually had the slightest respect for us, he wouldn't have done such a thing.”

“Well... This is not about pride. All I know is that we have many people in our family, and all of them need to be fed. If this matter is not resolved properly, then our family will have a hard time in the business world. It's fine if you're not scared. After all, you're quite old already. But the younger ones still have to live, don't they?”

“How impudent!” Bernard fumed, getting to his feet in an instant. “Apologize to Dad now!”

Jerome gritted his teeth and argued, “Why should I? Did I say anything wrong?”

“Forget it!” Aaron spoke. “His heart has changed long ago. There's no point in talking to him anymore. Why don't we split up? We'll go our separate ways and live our own lives.”

“Dad...” Fear started filling Jerome's heart when he heard that.

Right at that moment, a housekeeper came in. “Old Mr. Young, Ms. Bianca is back. She and her master would like to see you.”