Chapter 193 Easy Overwhelming Victory
Chapter 193 Easy Overwhelming Victory
"No way! How is this guy so fast?"
A flicker of shock crossed their eyes, but they quickly recovered.
"So what? Just dumb luck. We'll take him together—he's finished. Go!"
At his command, the three launched another vicious assault.
They had only one thought: capture Jaxon and force him to reveal everything he knew about Prime.
The plan was solid. The execution, however, fell short.
One of them lunged forward. Jaxon's form blurred, and his fist slammed into the man's gut.
Blood sprayed from his mouth. The assassin flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing hard onto the ground, his face twisted in agony.
Seeing this, the remaining two felt their killing intent surge.
Even as rage consumed them, Jaxon's gaze had already locked onto his targets.
"Gentlemen, I don't have time to mess around with you."
A cold gleam flashed in Jaxon's eyes. In a blur of motion, he closed the distance, throwing one man back with a single punch. Then he grabbed the other by the head and slammed him violently into the ground.
Boom!
The pavement cracked. Blood poured from the man's shattered skull.
His face covered in crimson, he struggled to rise. Jaxon's hand tightened instantly.
He crushed the man's skull with his bare hands.
Blood splattered everywhere. The body went still.
The other two stared in shock.
They'd known Jaxon was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this terrifying.
When they looked at him again, the arrogance in their eyes had vanished, replaced by wariness.
"This guy's strength is all wrong. We can't fight him head-on. Find an opening and run!"
At first, they'd actually thought they could take something from Jaxon and use it to enhance themselves.
But given the current situation, they stood no chance against him.
Fighting him now was pointless. If they kept this up, they'd really die here. They had to escape.
Good plan—except Jaxon had worked too hard to draw them out. He wasn't about to let them leave.
A cold light flashed in Jaxon's eyes. He appeared before them in an instant. His sudden advance made both men's faces go pale.
They reacted quickly, but rather than engaging him directly, they had only one thought: escape first, regroup later, and deal with Jaxon another day.
They'd barely started running when Jaxon blocked their path again.
"I didn't say you could leave. No one's walking away today!"
He gave them no chance to strike back. Moving with brutal efficiency, he knocked them both to the ground.
They coughed up blood, faces contorted in pain, completely drained of the strength to fight back.
"You damned bastard! We're members of Crest Security Syndicate! How dare you hurt us!"
"Save it. I don't have time to waste on you. Talk. Where is Crest Security Syndicate hiding? How do you contact the organization?"
"Tell me, and I might let you live. Otherwise, don't blame me for what comes next!"
Jaxon's eyes turned sinister, brimming with murderous intent.
But even badly wounded, the man refused to crack.
"Who the hell do you think you are, making demands? I'm telling you, if you don't let me go right now, Crest Security Syndicate will make you pay!"
Seeing the man still trying to threaten him, Jaxon didn't indulge him. One strike, and he shattered the man's chest.
Blood gushed out. His eyes bulged. He collapsed to the ground.
The other man's eyes went wide.
Panic spread across his face. Unease filled his gaze. His body trembled uncontrollably.
Jaxon's expression remained ice-cold as he turned his attention to the survivor.
"I don't have time to waste on you. Your turn."
"Do you want to die like him, or are you going to tell me where you're hiding?"
Jaxon's gaze was sharp. The man shook all over, not daring to breathe too loudly.
"Wait—don't kill me."
Panic flooded his face. Cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Jaxon's eyes remained cold, his face expressionless as he demanded answers.
"Then do what I say. Otherwise, I will kill you."
"I don't know."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jaxon's expression darkened.
"What did you say?"
Seeing Jaxon about to strike, the man quickly spoke up.
"I'm not lying! Unless there's an emergency, Crest Security Syndicate only gives orders for us to gather at a designated location. Normally, we all stay hidden. Even among internal members, no one has clearance to know where the others are."
As he explained, Jaxon stared him down.
The man trembled all over, swallowing hard. When Jaxon said nothing, he quickly added more.
"I'm telling the truth—every word! I swear it's the truth!"
At his words, Jaxon's face turned cold.
"By your logic, there's no point keeping you alive."
Jaxon's eyes gleamed with menace. One look sent the man into full-body tremors.
"No—wait!"
"What else do you have to say?"
"I may not know where they're hiding, but I know a few specific people. If you help me, I can lure them here for you—so you can get your revenge."
Hearing this, Jaxon gave a cold snort, his expression full of contempt.
"I really don't need your help for that."
At those words, the man's sense of dread intensified.
Panic seized him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He used every ounce of strength to drag himself backward.
But he was already badly injured. Running now was impossible.
Jaxon gave him no chance to speak again. One strike ended his life.
After disposing of them, Jaxon didn't bother covering his tracks. Instead, he released even more information.
If he could draw out these few now, he'd surely draw out more later. Taking them down wouldn't be a problem.
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The next morning, Nightshade returned with news.
"General Storm, per your instructions, all those people have been located. Do you need me to take a team now to handle them—eliminate them?"
At the question, Jaxon waved his hand.
"No need. Crest Security Syndicate hasn't fully exposed itself yet. Keep our people hidden. I'll arrange someone else to deal with these guys."
In Jaxon's eyes, they were nothing but ants. He couldn't be bothered wasting energy on them.
Hearing this, Nightshade looked curious.
Before he could figure out what was happening, Jaxon sent out a message.
"General Carroll, there are some people who need handling. They also control quite a few assets. I need you to take care of them for me. Whatever they have is yours."
After sending over the details, he waited a moment. Nightshade soon received a response.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Storm. I'll give you a satisfactory result."
Audrey trusted Jaxon completely now. After all, if not for Jaxon, she'd never have the power she held today.
For Jaxon, he had only one task left: continue searching for Crest Security Syndicate's whereabouts.
And thanks to his maneuvering, news of this latest slaughter of Crest Security Syndicate members quickly spread.