Chapter 916

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 916

Before both of them could even attack, Gerald launched a spinning kick aimed right for their heads the moment they were close enough!

In that brief moment, both of the Moldell subordinates could feel their eyes almost bulging out of their skulls, as they flew to the other end of the room. They were now both unconscious!

“What?!” shouted both Quentin and Trey in unison, their eyes widened in shock.

Those two were students of the Moldell family… Did they truly just go down from a single kick? And from Gerald of all people?!

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it. However, everyone had been present when the scene occurred.

Since when had Gerald become this powerful?

“So there’s only four Moldells present today? Well there’s only two of you left I guess. Come at me together then!” said Gerald with a faint smile on his face.

“Guards! Get in here, quickly!” ordered Noah as he felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

However, nobody came.

When Noah finally turned to look at Gerald again, his face immediately went pale when he saw the smirk on Gerald’s face.

“Did… Did you take them all out…? Or did you kill them? Regardless, I hope you’re aware that you’ve messed with the Moldell family! Do you and the other Crawfords have a death wish or something? Our uncle will definitely ruin your family for this!” threatened the Quentin and Trey duo.

Though they appeared calm, the duo were honestly terrified. They honestly wouldn’t have brought up Kort’s name if the situation wasn’t this dire.

“Alas, Kort is definitely going after my family now! That is, if he hears about any of this in the first place.

After all, as long as there are no witnesses to speak of, then nobody would ever know that I was the one who killed a nephew or two of his!” replied Gerald, his smile widening.

“You b*stard! Cease all of this at once before I report all of this to my uncle! Do you really want him to unleash all his wrath upon the Crawfords?!” growled Quentin furiously.

At that, Gerald simply shook his head.

“You don’t get it, do you? Why are you assuming that any of you inside this room are going to make it out alive tonight?”

Hearing that, Quentin and Trey were engulfed in rage. Even Berk was traumatized by their feral gnashing as they shouted, “You utter b*stard! The Moldells are a highly respectable family with the strongest of all bloodlines! You’re just a peasant compared to us! We’re bringing your corpse back with us tonight if it’s the last thing we do!”

With that said, the duo immediately pounced toward Gerald!

Unlike the previous two Moldells, Quentin and Trey were on a completely different level. After all, they were direct descendants of the family, and having pure Moldell blood within them made them all the more powerful.

However, they were clearly underestimating Gerald. He was now no longer the same person he was half a year ago.

Throughout that period, Gerald had been bathing in herbs that Finnley had provided him.

While the first three months doing that granted him slightly greater strength, it was the latter months that caused Gerald to transform into how he was today. He was honestly surprised at how potent the herb baths were when he finally tested out his true capabilities for the first time.

Knowing exactly how strong he was now was the reason why he wasn’t afraid of the Moldells anymore.

In fact, it wouldn’t be far-fetched to claim that even Kort would find it difficult to personally kill him.

However, Gerald was still refraining from directly confronting Kort. After all, while he was sure that there was definitely a higher chance of surviving against him, Gerald didn’t want to catch Kort’s attention knowing the fact that his strength wasn’t optimal to defeat him yet. He was honestly worried that if he didn’t finish off Kort in one go, he wouldn’t be strong enough to protect his family when Kort launched his inevitable counterattack.

Regardless, Gerald had also realized something else during his past six months together with Finnley.

While the old man made sure to always fight Gerald at least once a week, Gerald always ended up being one step behind Finnley. Though he had assumed that he would one day be able to defeat the old man—as long as he continued training hard—throughout that period of time, the day never came.

Whenever Gerald grew stronger, Finnley would suddenly seem much stronger as well! It took Gerald a while to finally understand that he couldn’t even predict the extent of Finnley’s true power. In a way, that humbled him down since he knew he wouldn’t ever be as strong as the old man.

However, it wasn’t hard for Gerald to estimate both Quentin and Trey’s true strength. Even though they were working together, Gerald was well aware that they were still weaker than him.

His assumption proved to be correct when the sound of bones cracking filled the room a few hits later.

As blood flowed out of the two Moldells’ gaping eyes and mouths, both of them finally fell to the ground with loud thuds.