The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 744 It's Either You Die, or I Perish

"Yes, I did say that." Kingsley nodded.

"Your third option is to have your throat cut and then be burned to ashes!"

"W-what..."

Upon hearing Kingsley's words, Horace felt himself drained of energy.

To have his throat cut and burned to ashes.

That was exactly how the couple died seventeen years ago.

He couldn't understand how this young man in front of him knew about it.

"N-no, please..."

Horace felt as if thousands of electric drills were buzzing beside his ears.

His head felt so dizzy that he thought it was about to split open.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

"I won't let you kill me this way! I absolutely won't!"

While shouting, Horace jumped off the ground.

Since begging for mercy didn't work, he had no choice but to fight for it.

His gray hair stood up like a messy lion's mane.

His clothes were also rustling despite there being no wind.

Seeing Horace's terrifying appearance, Cassius exclaimed in fear. "Kingsley, he seems to have gone mad. He wants to fight us to the death."

Before Kingsley could say anything, Horace shouted like a madman, "That's right! I have activated all the ancient martial arts meridians in my body. My combat power has increased tenfold. Even if it may bite me back in the future, I won't let you slaughter me. Today, it's either you die or I perish! We can even die together!"

Hearing what Horace said, Kingsley became serious.

He could feel that the strength in Horace's body had indeed increased by more than ten times in an instant.

While feeling amazed, Kingsley thought there seemed to be some truth to the rumors about ancient martial arts.

One could actually activate such tremendous potential through the meridians in one's body.

Just as Kingsley was astonished, Horace's aura had peaked.

Stimulated by Horace's sharp aura, Cassius felt a tingling sensation on his face.

"Boss Nicholson, what should we do? Are you... still his match?" Cassius asked anxiously.

Before Cassius finished voicing his worries, Kingsley had already moved like lightning, pulling out a handgun from his waist.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

All four shots had hit Horace's wrists and ankles without fail.

Not a single shot had missed.

Ahh—

Horace let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground before he could launch an attack.

That sharp aura instantly disappeared like a deflated balloon. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Kingsley blew on the muzzle of the gun and said calmly, "Why bother using force when you have a gun?"

Cassius was rendered speechless.

Once again, he experienced how unconventional Kingsley could be…

Looking at Horace, who was bleeding profusely and convulsing, Kingsley said to Cassius, "You and the others at the door, cut off his head and burn it. Then, feed his body to the dogs!"

Cassius was slightly stunned but immediately nodded and said, "Yes."

The reason for his hesitation was not because Kingsley's methods were too cruel.

It was because the men by the door were all Kenny's subordinates.

His first reaction was that he was the leader of the Nightfall Gang, so how could he give orders to Advisor Shane's subordinates?

But immediately, he realized that times had changed.

These people were also his subordinates.

On the ground, Horace's gray hair had drooped down, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

He gave a bitter smile and weakly said, "I have practiced martial arts all my life, but I never expected to get defeated by a gun. It seems that the decline of the Stewart Family in recent years is not without reason... The world... has changed..."

Kingsley shook his head. "The world hasn't changed, you just got what you deserved! If you are a martial artist worthy of respect, even if I'm not your match, I would still fight you head-on until the very end!"