Chapter 92

[Hurry up Alex! The bad guy is getting away!]

"Not on my watch." Alex murmured with a sneer.

He took a deep breath, mentally calculated how far the distance was, and flicked his wrist, launching a Deathfrost Bloom.

The obsidian shard tore through the glass window and streaked across the docks like a guided missile. It hit the rear left tire of the Mercedes Benz with precise accuracy.

The dense ice acted like a spear, shredding the reinforced tire with a bit of ease and instantly freezing the rim. The Mercedes swerved violently with its back end fishtailing before it slammed straight into a stack of rusted shipping containers.

Alex didn’t wait. He immediately vaulted through the broken window and crossed the distance in a few seconds. The two motorcycle escorts dived off their bikes while drawing their guns.

Alex didn’t even slow down. He clotheslined the first one at incredible speed, sending the man flying ten feet into the air, before delivering a spinning kick to the second man that sent him head first against the pavement.

Finally reaching the smoking Mercedes Benz he ripped the door off its hinges with a single violent pull. Inside Ivan looked really dazed with blood trickling down from a cut on his forehead. He reached for a hidden holster, but Alex was faster.

Alex reached in, grabbed the massive Russian man by his tactical vest, and hauled him out like a ragdoll. With relative ease, Alex lifted the 250 pound man off the ground by his fat neck, pinning him against the shipping container.

Ivan’s boots dangled inches off the ground as he gasped for air, his face turning a dark shade of purple. Alex’s cold and merciless emerald green eyes began glowing faintly.

He manifested his final Deathfrost Bloom and held the razor sharp top against Ivan’s temple. Just the cold alone from the ice shard was already turning the Russian’s sweat into frost.

"Who hired you to kill me?" Alex asked, his voice cold like an icy glacier. "Answer me correctly and I might just let you live to see tomorrow. If you decide to lie to me then... I’ll turn your brain slowly into a slushie."

Ivan felt the frosty touch of the ice seeping into his bone. He first looked at the aftermath of the carnage in the warehouse behind them, then at the dim glowing eyes of the monster holding him like he weighed absolutely nothing.

Ivan was a smart man who knew when to bend and stretch in any situation. He knew that the man in front of him would not hesitate to kill him if he did not start providing what he wanted to hear. So with a conflicted expression he tried to speak out but Alex’s grip on his throat was too tight.

Alex noticed his movement and lightened his grip a little, allowing him to talk.

"Alright! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything... .Cough. I know! It wasn’t my idea in the very least! .Cough. All I did was take the money and have my people try and kill you!"

"The name, Ivan!" Alex growled while pressing the shard harder till it broke skin. "Give me the damn name."

"Renzo! It was Renzo Kade!" The boss shrieked with tears of terror leaking from his eyes. "He said he didn’t forget what you did to him at the gala that night. He also said that Miss Nyx was his and his alone, and that he was tired of a trashy pretty face staying with his woman! He even paid a lot of money just to have you dead today! Please I’ve told you everything I know... Now please... Put me down..."

Alex stared at him for a long while with the cold obsidian petal still poised against the man’s skin.

’Renzo Kade.’

The name tasted like ash. He should have known that it was Renzo Kade. After all, the man had literally threatened him a while ago, but he had thought that Renzo might still have forgotten about him since he hadn’t acted all this while.

And what was the thing about Nyx being his woman? Was the man running loco in the head or something?

Even though he was a bit cautious about Nyx because of the whole assassination incident and how deep her schemes ran, Nyx was still a bonafide member of his harem, automatically making her one of his women.

And he’d be damned if some rich kid with daddy issues thinks that she’s his personal property to keep! He was interrupted from his thoughts by Ivan’s consistent voice.

He sighed and slowly dissipated the ice shard, but he didn’t let go of the man’s throat. Instead, he leaned in closer and whispered in a chilling throat.

"Renzo Kade, right? Thank you, Ivan. You’ve been really helpful. I think I should let you go for cooperating with me... But on a second thought your boys did damage my Lamborghini Murciélago."

"So tell you what? I will not kill you right now, if you send something like a compensation fee for my car. Besides, it’s not even much for someone of your status. Just send, hmm... One million dollars. Yeah I think a million dollars should do it."

Ivan eyes widened in shock! Even though he was the gang leader of the formidable Black Mambas and had tons of money, he was still a very greedy man who loved money as much as he loved his children.

But when he felt Alex’s hand tightened around his neck, he hurriedly fumbled with his pocket, brought out his expensive phone, and transferred the sum of one million dollars to Alex’s account.

After Alex finished confirming that money had landed, he gave a small approving nod, and suddenly delivered a precise knife chop to Ivan’s neck, knocking him off unconscious.

He dropped Ivan’s limp body to the floor like a sack of trash and looked out toward the horizon. The sun was still shining brightly. It looked like there was still time to take his car to the mechanic and have it fixed.

He shoved the unconscious Ivan away from his front, causing the Russian’s body to slump into a pathetic heap against the shipping container. He didn’t spare the man another glance as he turned his back on the warehouse and walked back toward the dented SUV.

As he approached the vehicle, he found the dark man from earlier, staring out of the passenger window with eyes so wide that the whites were at least visible from twenty feet away. The man looked like he had just witnessed the end of the world, and in a way, for the Black Mambas, he had.

Alex pulled the back door open and slid inside.

"Drive," Alex commanded, his voice thoroughly devoid of emotion as he stared straight ahead.

Johnson jumped, nearly hitting his head on the roof of the car.

"S-sir? Where to? Or do you want me to... to go back there?" He gestured vaguely toward the warehouse district with his good hand shaking so violently he tried to hold it, but then remembered that his other hand was still broken.

"Back to the hospital," Alex said with a tone that left no room for argument.

"My car is still there, and a mechanic shop is near that side. I need to have them tow the car and fix it. Now drive." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Johnson nodded and scooted over to the driver seat. Then he started the car, threw it into gear and drove away from the docks smoothly.

As the dilapidated scenery of the docks began to turn into the more familiar streets of the city, the chibi suddenly materialized on the dashboard, sitting crossed legged with a look of absolute triumph on her tiny face.

She let out a high pitched giggle and began clapping her hands together which was a sound that only he could hear.

[Ooooh, Alex! That was amazing! Did you see the way the fat man was looking at you? He looked like he wanted to shit his pants. He was probably like a big domineering boss to his subordinate all day long but the moment you showed up, he tried to escape like a dog]

’Honestly, he was kind of cowardly. I kind of expected a man who is the gang leader of one of the biggest gangs in the city to at least put up a strong front, but I guess that’s what saved him. Nevertheless, at least he gave me the one million dollars.’

[A million dollars! Yay! We’re rich! Well richer but who cares!]

The chibi cheered while flying around the car’s dashboard.

[I just love it when the bad guys pay for their mistakes. Literally! All we just have to do is best them up, trash up their place, and they give us a tip! I must say, this is a very lucrative business! You’re getting quite good at this whole ruthless protagonist thing, you know. Maybe I should start calling you something like master instead of Alex]

’Yeah right! Like you could ever do that.’

[Awwwn. You know me too well]

But then the chibi’s playful expression suddenly softened, her tiny brows furrowing as she floated closer to his ear, and said in a more serious tone.