Chapter - 1885

Hearing that, Zeke curled his fist. "Get out of the car right now. I'm taking over."

"Go to hell!" the blondie shouted. "I'm not giving you my car-"

Zeke's fury was instantly lit as he kicked the car away.

As if being smashed by another vehicle, the Jetta spun around three times before smashing onto a wall.

The crash was deafeningly loud.

With Amelia in his embrace, Zeke left as he contacted Sole Wolf. "Sole Wolf, I want you to send ten thousand men to surround Asger Manor! Don't let anyone leave! Also, prepare ten coffins!"

"Yes, sir!" Sole Wolf replied.

After a long while, the blondie finally wormed out of the car and groaned in anguish.

His head was a bloody mess, and one of his legs was broken. What the bloody hell just happened? The car was fine in one second, then
it crashed into the wall in the next! I didn't see any car hitting me. Did I come across a ghost or something?

Zeke moved so fast earlier that the blondie didn't even see it.

Even if he did, he would not have believed Zeke could actually kick a car with that much force.

After all, it would be absurd that a person could kick a car and make it spin so many times.

In the meantime, Asger Manor was crowded with people.

Sixtus had gathered five thousand henchmen and made them stand in two lines, while he stood at the highest point in the place.

On his left were the Eighteen Arhats, while on his right were the Bronze Warriors, which comprised thirty-two members. It was an intimidating and grand sight.

He relished the admiration and respect people were giving him.

With a wave of his hand, he announced,"Listen up, everyone! All of you henchmen shall hide around ten meters near this manor. Once I give my orders, you will kill any and all intruders!"

"Roger!"

The sound of five thousand henchmen replying in unison reverberated past the clouds.

With that, Sixtus led the Eighteen Arhats, Bronze Warriors, and more than fifty martial artists to his golf course.

Excluding the five thousand henchmen waiting outside of the premise, just the nearly one hundred men following behind him were powerful enough to match an army with more than a thousand troops.

"Has anyone sent a message to Zeke telling him to come to my manor if he wants to save Emma?" Sixtus queried.

One of the Eighteen Arhats replied, "I've already sent someone to do that, Mr. Sixtus. The message should reach him by now."

Sixtus nodded. "Go and get me Emma!"

"Roger!" One of the Bronze Warriors wentto the dungeon to bring Emma out.

Another one of the Bronze Warriors asked carefully, "Mr. Sixtus, are you gathering so many men just to deal with Emma's lover, Zeke Williams?"

"Yes," replied Sixtus with a nod.

"Don't you think this is overkill, Mr. Sixtus? There's no need to mobilize an army of five thousand henchmen to kill a single person. Besides, even if he's strong, there's no way he can defeat us Bronze Warriors."

Shaking his head, Sixtus uttered, "We need these many men to deal with him. He was underestimated before, so I won't make the same mistake again."

He was well aware of how powerful the enemy was. Zeke is the biggest pain in Daemonium and Warren's butt. I've seen with my own eyes how powerful the two of them were last night. And if even they were so cautious against Zeke, then there's no way he's just a chump. Still, as strong as he is, he's only one person. I have nearly a hundred powerful warriors and five thousand henchmen. I doubt he can win against all of them.

Moments later, Emma arrived.
At the same time, the blondie who sent the message to Zeke also returned.

He was carried back by someone else, as the blood on his head had yet to solidify.

Everyone panicked when they saw how badly hurt he was. "What the hell happened to you?" asked one of them.

Waving his hand weakly, the blondie. responded, "It's fine. I just had an accident."

He still had no idea what had happened to his car, so he opted to lie about it instead.