Chapter 1918

Ollie's iron fist never touched Jack. Jack's strike landed first, smashing straight into his skull. This time, Jack held nothing back. With a sickening crack, Ollie's head burst apart, blood spraying across the floor. His body collapsed in a lifeless heap, blood pooling beneath him. He was dead. No medicine or technology could save a man once his head was obliterated. Wendy and the others stared in sheer horror. Jack stood there, drenched in blood, clutching what was left of Ollie's head. He looked less like a man than a demon risen from hell. At last, Feena's vengeance was complete. Ollie had paid with his life for the vile crimes he had committed against her. Jack turned his icy gaze on the rest of Ollie's entourage. Arnold, Fernando, Wendy, and the others were so terrified that they didn't even dare to make a sound. At that moment, Jack was death incarnate. Anyone who dared to cross him would face merciless retribution. But Jack didn't strike again. Firstly, his grudge was