The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 67 Darius heart beat sped up even more when he heard the man's declaration. At that point he knew that the man bore only hostile

intentions towards him.

He wanted his life?

That put Darius in a dilemma. From the aura the man gave off, Darius knew that he was no match for him. However there was something

that confused him.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Darius asked.

He had not done anything evil or bad to warrant someone to suddenly appear and try to take his life. He had always maintained a low profile

since he became wealthy, so he was genuinely confused at this man's appearance

"No hard feelings. I got a job to kill you. It's as simple as that." The man replied.

"Who sent you?" Darius asked again. He was very curious about that.

"That I cannot answer; as it is against my rule to rat out my employer." The man started." Besides, you don't need to worry about that. You

will not be leaving here alive anyway."

As soon as the man completed that statement, he launched himself at Darius. The only thing Darius saw was a flash before a heavy blow

landed on him.

The moment the blow landed on him, Darius seriously considered the possibility of him leaving this

place alive. The blow was far from ordinary. He had been involved in several fights in the past before,

and had surely received a lot of blows. However none of the blows he received could compare to the

man's own. The force of the hit sent him sprawling, and he rolled across the ground for a few seconds.

He only came to a stop after forcefully hitting an iron pole.

Darius saw stars as he lay on the ground. That single hit had done a number on him, and he was sure

that a bone or two of his were broken.

Darius tried to stand up, but his body wouldn't cooperate. He had been practicing martial arts since he

found out that he became wealthy, and was well versed in kick boxing. His powerful body and strong

legs already gave him an edge when he started practicing the martial art.

He had trained everyday for the past one month without fail, and had made so much progress that he

didn't see himself suffering a defeat against anyone should he get involved in a fight; yet it seemed that

it was all for naught as he was unable to perform even the simplest of routine to fight back against his

assassin.

He forced himself to stand up from the ground, forcibly tearing one of his muscles. The pain was almost

unbearable, but he gritted his teeth. No matter how hopeless it seemed, he could not allow himself to

be beaten so badly without offering any resistance.

The two of them clashed again, but the result was the same. Darius was beaten pathetically by the

assassin. The assassin offered him no reprieve of any kind. His blows were harsh, painful and bone

chilling of course, the fight between the two generated a lot of noise, especially when Darius

occasionally screamed out in pain.

By the time five minutes had passed, Darius was a former shell of himself. His arms and legs were bent

in the opposite direction, and his chest was caved in. His ribs were also broken, and there were several

nasty bruises on his skin. There was a huge pool of blood on the ground where Darius lay, creating a

gory sight. The man walked towards Darius as he lay on the ground writhing in pain. He looked at him

for a few seconds before sighing.

"My employer said to make you Sutter a lot before I kill you, but seeing you tight with everything you

have struck a chord in me. Therefore I have decided to end your suffering." The man said:

Darius looked at the assassin with rage in his eyes. Now that the assassin had come closer to him, he

could now clearly make out his features. The assassin had pale skin. It was so pale that it was almost

white. There were also several tattoos on his skin, with the most prominent one being a triangular

tattoo on his right hand. The man also had a long and nasty scar on his right cheek.

Darius burned the tattoo signature into his mind. The assassin talked like he was doing him a favor by

killing him sooner than later, but in the end it was a hypocritical act. The assassin brought out a gun

and aimed it at him. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a flash light shone in the area.

"This is where the noises have been coming from Jim."

"You're right." When the assassin heard the voices, he knew that the noises from their fight had

attracted the attention of the security personnel. Hastily, he attached a silencer to his gun and shot

Darius.

Darius screamed out in pain when the bullet penetrated his skin. The assassin frowned and wanted to

shoot him again, but Darius’ scream had already attracted the attention of the security personnel.

"The scream came from that direction! Let’s go there! Quick!" one of the security personnel shouted.

The assassin debated for a moment whether to shoot him end his life, but when he saw how miserable Darius looked, he decided against it.

With his injuries, even the best hospital wouldn't be able to treat him. He’ll surely die sooner or later. With those thoughts, the assassin

melted into the shadows just as the guards appeared at the scene.

The two guards noticed something out of the ordinary but their thoughts were overshadowed by Darius' gory sight.

"My God! What happened here?!" one of the security personnel shouted.

The sight was a very gory one. They never expected that the noises they've been hearing to be . the cause of such a gory sight.

As they were still in shock at the sight before them, Darius let out a loud groan, bringing them back to their senses.

"Quick! He's still alive! Call for help immediately!"

One of the security personnel brought out his phone and dialed for help immediately, while

the other rushed to where Darius lay in his pool of blood. He tore out a piece of white cloth and started using it to help reduce the bleeding on

Darius' wound, when Darius suddenly gripped the security guard's shirt.

"Call... Erin ... now ..." Darius muttered with all the strength in his body, before everything went black.