The Invisible Rich Son-in-law

Chapter 87

Alex is still thinking about the incident with Jarsurya and Vaudou on the way home. Jarsurya does have a pretty strong Chi in him. And Vaudou also had a similar one

energy was flowing in his body even though it was more evil and evil.

"What do they mean by being dominated?"

At that time, Vaudou had insulted Jarsurya while he was in control of the spirit, saying that Jarsurya had not mastered his skills. Alex kept trying to figure out about skill mastery

in his mind, but he was still unable to find an answer.

According to what he received from his ancestors, training the Force would refine his Chi. When the fourth level of Force was reached, then he would reach a stronger base.

"Ah, I don't care. Whatever mastery they mean will still be weaker than what my ancestors gave me," Alex thought and returned to Maple Villa.

However, he froze as soon as he entered his house.

There was a big man with a golden dagger sitting on the sofa. He calmly sipped on the red wine while watching television.

"Gosh, who is this?"

"Don't tell me he's mom's friend?"

Suddenly, he sees Brittany falling unconscious next to the coffee table. Him

could tell from where he was standing that one side of his face was badly swollen with a slap mark.

"Mama!"

Alex was shocked as his murderous aura grew. Anger piled up on his chest as if he would attack at any moment.

Alex rushes to Brittany to check on his wounds. Looks like he just got slapped. He fainted because of the impact.

The man sat on the couch, not moving his muscles all the time. He stared confidently and humbled Alex, as if he was just an ant.

"Who are you?"

Alex asked calmly while moving his mother to a safer place.

"This man is John's bodyguard, Brock."

It was nearly two meters tall and had a bear-like body. He was a very skilled and strong fighter.

Brock smiled mockingly at Alex and said, “You seem to be angry. You want to kill me, don't you? It's no use, you're just an ant when it comes to fighting me!"

After everyone is here, let's go. Someone wants to meet you. Oh, by the way, this wine.

it feels good, thanks!”

Brock spoke softly, yet his words were conveyed arrogantly. He behaves as if he is the God that everyone worships, even thanking someone should be considered as charity.

Alex suppressed the urge to fight him right then and there. “Who wants to see me?”

Brock replied, "John Rockefeller."

"Oh!" Alex nodded. “Sure, I want to meet him. However, before that, I have something I want to do."

"Tell me then, I might be able to help."

“Oh, can you really? Yeah ... I'd like to destroy all four of your limbs and make sure you won't be able to practice martial arts again.”

"What?"

Brock was shocked and furious as he lunged towards Alex and swung his fist at him.

Fighters were separated into four color categories: Divine, Earth, Mystic and Royal, where Divine was the highest rank and Royal was the lowest.

Brock is one of the best fighters in the Kingdom. However, it was unwise to look down on the Kingdom rank as those who had achieved it would be great for internal strength. Many fighters were not even able to master the lowest rank in martial arts.

For example, Edgar's bodyguard, Jay, was the first runner-up of national kickboxing competence. However, he could not even reach the Kingdom rank.

If Jay fights Brock, he'll be destroyed in an instant.

But Alex has absolutely no intention of dodging Brock's attack. He maintained a calm composure the entire time even though his eyes shone with determination. Brock thinks Alex is frozen in shock.