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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 926

This time, however, the man wasn’t going to just stand there anymore.

The moment they got close enough, the man instantly grabbed two of the men in front of him by their necks before

gently flexing his wrists.

A second later, both men immediately began spurting out blood as they heard their necks crack. And just like that,

their lives were no more, ended as easily as snuffing out a candle.

Following that, he repeated the same process with the rest of his assailants, striking all of them down with extreme

precision and efficiency.

“W-who exactly are you…” stuttered Jett.

This person was extremely strong. Furthermore, his methods were equally as skillful as they were brutally terrifying.

Aside from Kort, Jett had never seen anyone else with such raw power. It made him think that the man standing

before him right now was a master no less powerful than his father.

Knowing that was the reason why he was so shocked as he continued staring at Gerald.

“There’s no need to ask. Just follow me!” replied the man.

“…Alright, since you’re choosing the persona of an elder, I’ll come along as a junior. But before that, elder, could

you at least tell me your name? I’d like to mention it to my father in future. While we’re at it, allow me to ask this

question. Are you a friend or a foe?” asked Jett as he squinted his eyes slightly.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you not to ask any further.”

It was the only thing Jett managed to register before the man in black immediately walked up to him and held onto

his shoulders. A split second was all Gerald needed to apply a bit of pressure and create another sickening crack.

Jett’s eyes immediately widened as he roared in pain. His arms had been completely dislocated and destroyed!

However, Gerald wasn’t done yet. His next move was to kick Jett directly on the knee, causing his right leg to

dislocate as well.

As Jett’s eyes turned bloodshot while enduring all the pain, he turned to look at the man in black before asking, “…

You… Do you have any idea who my father is…?”

He truly hadn’t expected this man to be so cold and ruthless.

“I don’t need to,” replied the man in black coldly as he lifted Jett like he was carrying a limp dog.

Since one of Jett’s subordinates hadn’t attacked Gerald earlier, Gerald had left him alone. However, he was now

frightened half to death as he quivered in a corner of the room.

Tossing Jett at the subordinate’s direction, Gerald pointed at him before ordering, “If you want to live, carry him and

follow me! Now let’s go!”

Having no other choice, the subordinate simply obeyed.

As all three of them made it out of the villa’s front doors without much trouble, by chance, Gerald happened to see

something at the corner of his eyes. What he saw caused a smile to slowly form on his face as he led the other two

men down the mountain with him, disappearing into the night soon after.

At the exact spot where Gerald had laid his eyes on earlier, was a badly battered man who was clutching tightly

onto his chest. He was the first person whom Gerald had beaten up that night, and he had crawled all the way up to

the villa from the middle of the mountain. Though his face was bloody, it was also extremely pale, creating a

haunting contrast.

Aside from the subordinate whom Gerald had brought along with him, the injured man was the only other person

left alive there.

Realizing that Gerald had left the mansion together with Jett, with much difficulty, he eventually managed to get his

cell phone out and dial a number.

“T-the third young master’s been kidnapped! The other party is a top master who could also be part of a secret

society! From his voice, he sounded like an old man around the age of sixty! Notify the second young master about

this immediately and send some men over right this instant!” reported the man through the phone.

“A member of a secret society? And he’s kidnapped the third young master as well?! Find a way to follow him

closely! I’ll notify the second master about this immediately!” said the person at the other end of the line before

ending the call.

He then rushed to a hidden room to relay what he had just heard.

“What? Jett’s been kidnapped? Who in the right mind would be this bold?!” roared Kort as his eyes widened in

anger.

“We don’t know yet, though from the subordinate’s description, he said that the man could very well be over the

age of sixty. He also said that our current opponent’s skills are comparable to yours, second master! After all, he

didn’t seem to have much trouble taking out the third young master and his subordinates! ”

Just as the subordinate said that, his phone rang again.

“Are there any updates? What? Paradise Province? …Alright!”

After ending the call, he looked at Kort again before saying, “Based on what the subordinate could tell, all three of

them seem to be headed for Paradise Province!”

“Who on earth from that province has beef with us?” growled Kort as he slammed a fist onto his table, splitting it in

half in the process!

“Regardless of who that person is, he won’t get away once I find out his true identity!” shouted Kort in his rage.

Gulping, the subordinate then suggested, “Do… You think that it could’ve been someone from the Crawford family

who did this, second master?”

“…No. And I have reason to believe that they aren’t involved. After all, Dylan would never have the courage to do

any of this. Even if he did, he wouldn’t have the manpower for it! Something is very off about this incident…”

explained Kort rather calmly as he analyzed the current situation.

After a brief moment, he raised his head before saying, “Instruct all the forces who are currently suppressing the

Crawfords to transfer over to the Paradise Province as soon as possible. Jett must be found no matter what!”

‘You mustn’t falter, Jett… Stay strong!’ Kort thought to himself as he sighed.