Chapter 1357

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1357

“…How… is any of this even possible…?” muttered the flabbergasted Fernando under his breath.

“I’ve already told you that those guns were nothing but toys to me. As for your guards, they only have as much presence as rag dolls! You truly shouldn’t have acted that rashly you know? Hurting my friend… You truly are courting death, aren’t you?” replied Gerald with a subtle smile.

“…I… I don’t believe that you’re that almighty! Men! Let’s kill him together!” ordered Fernando while gritting his teeth in resentment.

‘We’re of the same age… How could he be so much more powerful than me…?!’

By that point, all of the guards were already greatly aware of how dangerous their current situation was.

What they were currently feeling was akin to them falling into a frigid cave with no way out. With nerve-

wracking chills running down their spines, the guards knew that death could greet them at any second.

However, they weren’t willing to just go out like this!

Wanting to live to see another day, their immense desire to survive allowed the guards to switch their fear into great murderous intent!

As they swiftly unsheathed their daggers before rushing toward Gerald—intent on stabbing him—

Gerald simply waved his hand while shouting, “Utter rubbish!”

Following that, over ten people found themselves vomiting blood as they flew backward! Gerald had hit them with essential qi, and while it swiftly dealt with the guards—who were still flying backward—it also caused the courtyard’s floor to be completely ravaged!

Though about ten other guards remained standing, all of them were now completely paralyzed in terror!

Seconds later, a ‘clang’ was heard as the middle-aged man from before—who acted as the bodyguards’ leader—dropped his dagger before shouting, “B-boss!”

Immediately after, the rest of his men quickly dropped their daggers to the ground as well.

Gerald, however, gave them no response, simply opting to rest his arms behind his back.

Understanding what Gerald meant, the leader of the group instantly gulped before ordering, “Retreat!

Everyone, retreat!”

He had already sensed Gerald’s murderous intent, and though he had been in several life-or-death situations before, never had he felt the omen of death so vividly before. Though it was obvious that Gerald had yet to show his true capabilities, the leader wasn’t about to stick around to find out the extent of his power. After all, their guns were already worthless against him, what more their daggers!

True to his words, they really were nothing more than ragdolls to him!”

Hearing their leader’s command, the men instantly ran to the side.

Seeing that, Gerald smiled subtly before saying, “It appears you’re more intelligent than these two idiots here. Since you’re wise enough to retreat, you may leave with your lives intact!”

“T-thank you, boss! Men! Fall back!” announced the middle-aged man as he bowed deeply before leading his subordinates away from the scene.

Watching as their men left, Fernando and Matilda were now completely stupefied.

Trembling in fear, Matilda turned to look at Fernando before asking, “…W-what should we do now, Fernando…?”

Quickly recovering his wits, Fernando immediately placed his dagger near Suri’s neck before shouting, “You… You’d better not take another step forward, Gerald…! If you do, I’ll just kill her! You know how capable I am in terms of martial arts! She’s only a slash away from death, you hear!”

“Confident again? And here I was considering one final time whether I’d allow you to escape. Sadly, that chance is no longer available since you’re still stupid enough to threaten me! You’ll be dying an exceptionally horrible death!” replied Gerald as he took a step forward.

“You…!” retorted Fernando, at a loss of words. Had he truly just thrown away his only chance of escaping…?

“…Don’t give advice in hindsight…! Regardless, I know you’re a loyal person… With that in mind, why don’t we settle things this way? I let this woman go, and you’ll let me off! What do you say to that?”

suggested Fernando nervously.

“So now you’re begging for me to let you go? I’m afraid you’re all out of chances!” replied Gerald as he shook his head.

In the flash of an eye, he then flicked his finger in Fernando’s direction! A light immediately shot out and—upon hitting Fernando’s palm—instantly mutilated it!

Completely shocked as he watched his hand fall to the ground, the pained Fernando found himself shouting, “Y-you…! How… How are you so strong…?! You… You demon…!”

Now filled with immense regret, Fernando found himself thinking, ‘What if what Gerald had said was right…? That if I hadn’t come over today to cause trouble, I could’ve eventually made good progress in my martial arts and maybe even end up becoming the president of the Martial Arts Association! After all, even he acknowledged my talent…! However… It’s… It’s now far too late for regrets…! I truly have offended someone whom I couldn’t afford to…!’

Though he recognized his utter defeat, Fernando wasn’t going to just give his life up without a struggle.

With that, he held on to his still-bleeding hand as he rushed over to the wall, hoping to jump over it and escape!