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immediately Ethan saw the System message his eyes widened in utter disbelief, as the system message flashed in front of him even more.

At that desperate point when literally the last strands of hope had been lost, one of his investments had been completed, it was like a miracle from heavens.

At that moment feelings of gratitude surged through him in a tidal wave of emotions.

"Thank goodness"

he whispered, shaking in sheer emotion.

"I won't let this chance go to waste."

Without wasting any more time Ethan said immediately.

"Strength plus 50 points, Speed plus 50 points."

Ethan roared in his mind; his voice was almost unrestrained, full of willpower, echoing right within himself.

[Strength— 60

Speed— 70

Body (Charm) 24

Intelligence— 50]

As the confirmation of distribution came, immediately energy surged through every single fiber in his body.

The pain of his various injuries began to subside and turned into a fresh surge of strength.

In one swift motion, he rose to his feet, flexing his powerful muscles without effort, as if he were new again.

"I can do this,"

he said to himself as a small flame of hope lit up in his chest.

"I have to save them, no matter what."

At that moment system Messages begin to flood in.

the system started announcing the new abilities he just received.

[ Host has activated Invisible Punch, Super Jump, and finally, 100 % Weapon Handling.]

And several other messages.

however Ethan didn't care about all of those.

His attention and focus were to save the innocent lives in front of him.

"I won't let them down,"

he whispered to himself, with a sizzling glare in his eyes.

shocked in astonishment, Raymond and Giovanni stared at Ethan as he stood to his feet, apparently without a mark from their brutal beating, they gaze at each other in utter disbelief.

For a moment, they felt their confidence shaken.

"What the hell?"

Giovanni said, his voice breaking a little.

"How is he still standing?"

Giovanni chuckle; his unease was beginning to burrow into his voice.

"You're trying to act tough huh? Well, just die now, you little shit."

immediately he nodded to Raymond, who moved hastily toward Ethan in quick strides, the bloody knife clutched firmly in his grasp.

"Finish him,"

snarled Giovanni, his eyes screwed up with malice.

But to Ethan, Raymond's movements seemed to be in slow motion as he could see every bit of it.

The moment Raymond lunged the knife toward Ethan's neck, Ethan's hand flew out at the speed of light, closing around Raymond's wrist like an iron vice, and with a quick twist sent the knife flying to the floor.

"Not today, not ever."

Ethan said in a very low, threatening tone.

In one smooth gesture, Ethan kicked hard between Raymond's belly, sending him recoiling backward; with a loss of breath, he fell onto his knees, trying to rebalance himself.

Then a spurt of blood ran down his mouth as he went on with a bloody cough, his eyes bulging with shock and pain.

Upon seeing what had just happened, Giovanni's eyes went wide with incredulity as his mind spun, trying to comprehend how the seemingly ordinary boy was able to turn into such a formidable fighter in a matter of minutes. "What the fuck?"

he whispered to himself, shaking, his voice trembling with fear.

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He was still standing in his position, and before he could think of a plan, Ethan was standing right in front of him.

immediately Ethan's fist connected with Giovanni's face in a blow that was as strong as it was devastating; the impact made him stumbled backward.

And it gave the advantage to Ethan who immediately launched himself at Giovanni again, raining punches and kicks down until Giovanni was reeling about.

"This is for the innocent lives you tried to destroy,"

Ethan growled, his voice low and full of fury.

One final, crushing strike sent Giovanni to the ground dead.

Still Panting, never caught his breath, Raymond stared at his partner, now lying lifeless upon the floor.

immediately a shock wave of pure terror sent rivers running down his face as realization dawned that the tables were turning.

"Wha. Who the hell are you?"

he choked, his voice trembling. "What kind of demon are you?"

Ethan said nothing but his face was still deadly, he bent down and picked up the bloody knife Raymond had dropped. The blade turned in his hand so the bloody metal reflected on the light. Discover exclusive content at empire

"Those who live by the sword, die by the sword,"

he said in a very low, and quiet voice.

"You have just made one fatal mistake today by even setting foot in this place."

Ethan's words hit Raymond like a ton of bricks, and his eyes widened in terror.

without wasting anymore time he began to plead for mercy, the words tumbling forth in his urgent appeal. "Please, don't kill me. I was just following orders."

At that moment Ethan said.

"Who sent you?"

Without wasting any more time Raymond uttered.

"It was Noah Silver, from the Silver family. He sent us here. Please, I'm sorry."

He clasped his hands together, his body shaking with fear.

Upon hearing Noah name, Ethan's expression darkened, immediately cold fury washing over him. Noah had tried to kill him twice now, but to involve innocent lives in this, was a line he should never have been crossed. In that instant, Ethan knew Noah was going to pay for what he had done. "Noah Silver,"

he repeated with a deadly tone.

"He will answer for what he's done."

Encouraged by this tinge of hope, Raymond asked in faltering tones, "Can I go? Please, I won't say a word about what happened here. I will disappear, I swear."

Then he looked up into Ethan's eyes with pleadings on his own.

However Ethan said nothing for a moment, his stare cold, almost pitiless, as he took in that crouched figure. Then his voice, cold as ice, came forth.

"No."

He shook his head; his face was firm in resolution.

"You had your chance to walk away, but you chose to be a part of it. Now, face the consequences."

In one smooth motion, Ethan flung himself backward, arm and knife in a wide swing; the blade bit the air and came to rest between Raymond's eyes.

immediately he slumped to the floor.

Ethan looked down at him disgusted.

With the threats neutralized, Ethan now ran to the spokesman's wife, who was just now starting to come from her unconscious state. As she opened her eyes-a mask of confusion and fear ran over her.

She asked the one question Ethan had hoped he wouldn't have to answer.

"Where. Where is my husband?"