Gerald Crawford, The Invisible Rich Man

Chapter 1880

Chapters 1880.

Tonight, some people are destined to mysteriously disappear from the face of the planet...

Shortly thereafter, Gerald finds himself hovering over the Hoklux Gang's headquarters...

As seen before, the Hoklux Gang was a group of hooligans, and the head of the group was a ferocious man known as Roger.

From the rumors that Gerald managed to gather, he was often called to the Great Council for 'coffee talk'.

After passing through the ceiling of the headquarters, Gerald was immediately greeted by the sight of the man with the scar kneeling in front of the person sitting - which Gerald considered to be Roger - while saying, To the extent that he was not,

"Sorry, sir...! We are completely useless to be defeated by others...!"

"That's all of you! Rubbish thing! To think that all of you are not suitable for a single man! You really humiliated the Hoklux Gang this time!"

Reply Roger while glaring at the injured man. Hearing that, the injured man and his subordinates just lowered their heads, not even having the guts to look up.

"You don't understand, sir...! That person is so strong that we don't even have a chance to fight back..!" Answer the wounded man.

"Sorry! Admit that you are weak! What are you here for if you're so pathetic!"

Roger ejeked with a grunt, clearly unwilling to trust his subordinates.

Of course, had Roger been on the scene while Gerald was doing the deed, he would have thought much differently.

"After all, our gang lost face today because of this! We can only regain our pride by dealing with that person! To think he has the courage to fight us... He must desire death! Go find him right away!"

Roger orders in an angry voice.

"No need for that! I'm here!"

Shouted an unfamiliar voice at that moment, causing Roger and his men to instantly feel astonished.

After realizing that they could not even detect the source of the sound, Roger stood up before roaring,

"Who are you? Show yourself!"

However, the only response Roger got was a loud slap in his face! The slap itself was so loud that Roger found himself landing far enough away from where he was originally standing!

Upon seeing that, everyone was completely dumbfounded. No one was even close enough to Roger that he was thrown like that...!

As the man with the frightened scar took a step back - unsure of what happened again -, a gust of wind suddenly blew past him...

And a few seconds later, he was asked to hold onto his now-blooded neck as his eyes glared from his skull!

Not even knowing how the wound had suddenly appeared on his neck, the injured man immediately dropped to the ground, dead...

Roger himself had just bounced back at that moment, only to end up stunned again when he saw his dead subordinates.

Before he could even react, his eyes widened as blood suddenly began to gush out from his own neck!

And just like that, the dying Roger knelt down before splashing into a pool of his own blood...

Seeing how unusual their leader's death was, the subordinates immediately started shouting as they attempted to escape the scene...

Gerald himself - who was still nowhere to be seen - simply glared at the two new corpses without the slightest regret...