From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Several strong men dressed in black rushed down from a dozen cars, respectively.

They were all martial artist practitioners and were extremely fast, quickly coming at Leonard’s car like

cheetahs.

Leonard unhurriedly opened the door to the car.

Until those strong men rushed closer, he struck out ferociously, punching one person at a time with

vicious moves.

With every punch he threw, a man would be knocked down.

Two or three minutes later, around his Rolls-Royce, more than forty men were already lying in disarray.

These martial artists were considered excellent fighters anywhere, but at this moment, their arms or

legs had been twisted and deformed, and their throats had been smashed. They died horribly on the

spot.

Some martial artists were even hit so severely that their chests crumbled, and they were spitting blood

out of their

mouths.

Even though there were so many martial artists, none of them were able to cry out. They could only

utter weak sounds of pain mixed with miserable whimpers.

Leonard walked over to a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader and stomped on top of his

head.

“If I’m not mistaken, Anthony assigned you here, right?”

As the man hadn’t even said a word, Leonard used his foot to force the entire head of that man to be

directly stomped and deformed.

As for the rest of the guys, Leonard didn’t bother with them.

He returned to his car, took out his phone, found a number in the call log he had just talked to, and

dialed it.

He called Anthony.

A slight hint of a pandering voice came from Anthony on the other side of the phone. “Mr. Santos, what

can I do for you?”

Leonard laughed, “I’m so sorry. I have something to ask for your help. A group of people here besieged

me, and I all killed them. If the Bureau of Police finds out, there will inevitably be trouble. Can you come

and help me deal with it?”

On the other side of the phone, Anthony patted his chest and promised it would be a piece of cake,

telling Leonard to send him the address, and he’d be right on his way to handle it.

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Leonard smiled and hung up the phone.

Anthony sent these people, all masters who had reached the Power Realm and Strength Realm.

Anthony, of course, didn’t dare to do

anything to Leonard. This was just a test for Leonard.

Anthony had been waiting for the message since Leonard left the hotel.

He had thought that Leonard would face so many masters and would at least be defeated and flee.

Unexpectedly, the men who went there were all defeated.

There were masters among those people who had reached the Strength Realm. If someone could

defeat them all, they even had powers of Transformation Realm.

Anthony couldn’t help but look at Noam for his opinion.

Noam pondered momentarily and said, “Since Leonard didn’t point you out but asked you to clean up

the mess. It might be better for you to go and take a look.

“And you have reached the Superior Level of Transformation Realm. Even if Leonard possesses the

power of Transformation Realm, why are you afraid of him?

“Since Mr. Santos wants to play with us, let’s play with him.”

Noam’s words gave Anthony a strong impetus.

Anthony thought, “Yes, I have nothing to fear. I have reached the Superior Level of Transformation

Realm, so will Leonard even eat me?”

Leonard leaned against the side of the Rolls-Royce and smoked silently.

Rex got the message and rushed over.

“Mr. Santos, are you alright?”

Rex looked at the men falling to the ground with a glint of coldness in his eyes.

“I asked you to come over here to check on who is most likely to collude with Anthony within the Galen

Group and play such a big

game.”

Leonard just pressed the men about it, and they all said Anthony sent them. But Leonard thought

Anthony didn’t have the guts to do it alone.

Rex said, “There are nine elders in the Galen Group, divided into many factions. Recently, Max in the

Youth Sect has risen abruptly, breaking through to the Grand Master Realm and gaining the favor of

many within the Galen Group.

“Mr. Santos, if I’m not mistaken, Anthony would be planning to stand on Max’s side. That’s why he sent

someone to test you. Mr. Santos, please don’t worry. As a guarantee, I will definitely report what

happened today to Mr. Clarkson truthfully.”

Leonard waved his hand.

“There’s no need to report such trivial matters to Mr. Clarkson.”

As they spoke, Leonard gazed suddenly up in the direction behind Rex.

Rex turned around in confusion when he heard a bright voice coming through. “Who the hell has such

guts? He even dared to ambush Mr. Santos. If I check it out, I will definitely break him into pieces.”

Anthony came striding in with a few

subordinates, with a teasing look on his face, as if these people who fell on the ground had nothing to

do with him.

“Alright, he arranged for someone to ambush me. Did he really think I was kind-hearted and wouldn’t

kill someone?” Leonard said with a spurious smile.

He leaned against the door to the car and didn’t move, waiting for Anthony to come

over.

Anthony lit a cigar for himself as he walked.

He was followed by several subordinates, like a leader with an imposing demeanor.

He strutted all the way to Leonard, trying to show off in front of Leonard.

At that moment, Leonard stepped forward and kicked him in the abdomen before Anthony could say

anything.

Leonard’s stomp was sharp and so fast that a master of Transformation Realm like Anthony didn’t react

to it. Anthony suffered a harsh kick from Leonard and retreated two steps backward in succession.

He didn’t seem to expect Leonard to strike suddenly. Anthony was kicked in front of his subordinates,

and anger appeared in his

eyes.

However, Leonard wasn’t going to stop. A terrifying aura came towards Anthony like. pressure from a

mountain, and Leonard’s fist was like a cannon hammer.

At this moment, Anthony was shocked to realize that his body was imprisoned on the spot, and he

could not do anything to

react.

Besides, he had been hit in the chest by Leonard.

“Crack!”

Anthony didn’t know how many ribs were broken.

Moreover, he felt as if his entire body had been hit by a high-speed train, and he flew out horizontally

with his body bowed.

After landing on the ground, Anthony was in agony with a painful look on his face as he kept taking

deep breaths, blood spilling out from the corners of his mouth.

Leonard walked over and stomped Anthony’s face on the ground with his foot, laughing coldly,

“Anthony, do you really fucking think I’m a coward? You sent someone to intercept me and still dare to

come here blatantly. Do you think I don’t dare to kill you?”

Anthony was humiliated immensely by

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Leonard’s foot on his cheek.

He tried to fight back by running Strength Realm, but he was kicked viciously in the face by Leonard.

His whole body rolled five or six feet away, and half his face was kicked to a bloody pulp.

And Leonard’s murderous aura surged from his palms. He walked towards Anthony, not hiding his

killing intent.