Chapter 751 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
There was a crisp clap.The portly manâs face became disfigured from the force. His big body instantly flew dozens of feet away, crashing heavily into the jail cell. He immediately lost consciousness.His nose and mouth were off-center, his face was contorted, and he had even lost a few teeth.
He looked like an absolute mess.The othersâ expressions changed when they saw the well-dressed, portly man lying on the floor like a log. âOh no!âAlthough he wasnât powerful, he was the wardenâs actual brother-in-law.Hitting him was equivalent to insulting the warden. At this point, death would be a better option.âYoung man, youâre really in trouble this time!â
Cornelius looked worried.âYou-you-you psycho! Get it in your head-weâre the Shadow Gang, not the Loony Gang!â the bald, muscular man said in dismay.âWeâre done for. Now that youâve hit the prison officer, weâre all going down with you!â
Everyone was stricken with panic,They thought that theyâd gotten an ordinary new member. They just didnât expect that he was a bad luck magnet.Immediately after entering prison, heâd turned the whole place upside down.What a mess!âDonât panic, everyone.
Iâll take responsibility for my actions.â After that, Dustin dusted his hands. off and returned to his cell.âYoung man, Iâm afraid you wonât be able to handle the consequences of what youâve done today!â Cornelius shook his head.âDo you know who the warden of Azkaban is? Heâs an extremely powerful Grandmaster martialartist and a sadist!â
Back then, he personally threw me into Azkaban and tortured me ruthlessly for seven days and nights!âIn the end, he even put a lock in my shoulder blade and sealed my cultivation. He made me endure excruciating pain every single day.
âYou havenât experienced it before; youâll never know how terrifying this person is. If you fall into. his hands, youâd wish you were dead!âIf this place is h ell, then he is the fiercest, vilest demon!â After hearing this, everyone else couldnât help but shudder.
The warden had a terrifying reputation. To them, he was the dictator who decided whether they lived or di ed.The deeply rooted fear was why they didnât even dare think about protesting.It was because they all knew that if they did, theyâd suffer a fate worse than death.That evening, in the back garden of the Fallonge estate, Scarlet was playing chess with her assistant general. She was dressed in a red tracksuit, and her hair was streaked with gray.
After a long game, Scarlet only had her King and two pawns left on the wh ite side of the chessboard.She was only one step away from defeat.âMadam, itâs your turn.â Across from her, Georgia was wearing a smile, sure of her victory.During training, Georgia usually got a good beating.
It was time she finally got even on the chessboard.She just needed one more move to win.âCheckmate!â Scarlet picked up her whi te King and knocked over the black one.
âYou lose.ââWhat?â Georgia was confused. She cried, âMadam, the King can only move one square. Thatâs the rule!â âOther peopleâs Kings canât, but mine can. Anyway, you lose,â Scarlet said seriously.âMadam, youâre cheating!â Georgia was getting heated.âThere arenât that many rules on the battlefield. Iâm just improvising,â Scarlet insisted boldly.
âYouâ¦â Georgie wanted to cry, but there were no tears.It was one thing to cheat, but Scarlet even justified her cheating.âMadamâ¦â At that moment, the other assistant general, Bridget, walked in and reported, âMadam,I just received word that we found the whereabouts of the person youâre looking for.â
âHeâs been located? Where?â Scarlet jumped to her feet. Her normal cold expression was filledwith surprise-a rare sight for all.âIn Azkaban!â