The Man's Decree

Chapter 512 Do I Look Scary
Even if Franco did not yell out to him moments ago, Wolf would not have let Jared off either. After a bellow of rage, a mysterious
mist gradually enveloped Wolf’s fist. Evidently, he was using all his strength to emanate insanely strong martial energy!
“Go to h*ll!” He swung his fist toward Jared, resulting in a thunderous sound.
Boom!
After an earth-shattering blast, clouds of dust wafted in the air. Jared’s body swayed before he staggered one step backward
uncontrollably!
At the same time, Wolf was knocked back from the powerful recoil. For the next few seconds, his entire arm gradually felt numb.
Subsequently, he only managed to come to a halt after staggering backward for almost twenty steps!
“How is that possible? It can’t be!” Dumbstruck, Wolf could hardly believe what he had gone through seconds ago.
Meanwhile, Franco was rooted to the spot. My goodness! Am I seeing things? Could it be Uncle Wolf hasn’t mustered up all his
strength again this round? No, it can’t be!
Jared shook his head as though his own combat prowess did not meet his expectations. He could even feel tingling pain in his
abdomen.
Fastening his gaze on Wolf, he uttered solemnly, “It’s my turn to throw my punch now!”
Panic-stricken, Wolf staggered another two steps backward again. He had almost used up all his strength for the punch a while
ago, but Jared was not the slightest bit affected. As alarm bells went off in his mind, he thought of beating a hasty retreat!
Sensing his intention, Franco shrieked apprehensively, “Uncle Wolf, you can’t leave without me!”
After sustaining such a severe injury, Franco knew he would not be able to escape. His gut instinct told him that he would surely
meet his end if Wolf fled without him.
Wolf turned to glower at him in exasperation. Undoubtedly, he planned to slip away at any moment. It never came across his
mind that Franco would point it out right away, spoiling his plan.

“Franco, don’t blame me. After all, this brat is too mighty. If he dares to snatch your life, I’ll surely be back with the Coopers to
avenge you!” Wolf reassured him.
“No! Uncle Wolf, please don’t go without me!” Franco ran toward Wolf hastily.
The latter sprang off and ran for his life, paying no heed to him!
“Hmph! Did I say that you could leave?” Jared snorted with a smirk. The next moment, he vanished into thin air and reappeared
right behind Wolf within a second.
“Argh!” A horrendous howl of pain sounded. Soon, a black figure descended from the sky and crashed into the ground heavily!
Franco turned to look in the direction, only to find the figure was Wolf! At that moment, the latter had breathed his last breath with
blood spewing out from all his orifices.
The gruesome scene scared the heck out of Franco, causing him to pee unknowingly in his pants, aggravating the pain of his
wound. Nevertheless, he refrained from yowling in pain so he would not further infuriate Jared.
“M-Mr. Chance, please spare my life! I’m willing to do anything for you if you’re willing to let me off the hook!” Kneeling in front of
Jared, Franco pled piteously as he broke out in cold sweat.
It never occurred to him that a young man in his twenties would have such formidable combat prowess!
“Huh? Do anything for me?” Jared stared at him coldly. “Who do you think you are? What do you think you can do for me?”
Franco blushed crimson, but he turned to gaze at Lizbeth desperately. “Lizbeth, please save me! After all, we were a couple
before!”
“Shut up!” Hitting the roof, Lizbeth lunged toward him and slapped him hard.
“Lizbeth, I’m sorry for what I’ve done! I shouldn’t have acted foolishly! Please save me! I know I’m worse than a beast...” In snots
and tears, Franco slapped himself repeatedly with both his hands.
Lizbeth’s entire body shuddered in intense fury as she scowled at him with utter resentment.
“How about you finish him off yourself?” Jared threw her a glance.

“Sure!” She stretched out her palm to strike Franco’s head.
“Lizbeth, please don’t...” Franco was about to beg her again, but it was too late.
His voice trailed off as his head burst with only one slap from Lizbeth. After all, Lizbeth was still a martial artist. Thus, it was a
piece of cake for her to finish him off with a strike.
Jared trembled uncontrollably at the ghastly splatter of blood all over Lizbeth’s body and the petrifying murderous intent in her
eyes. It never came to him that women could unleash such horrifying power when enraged!
“Why are you staring at me in such a way? Do I look scary?” Lizbeth asked Jared quizzically. She could not fathom why he
seemed to be terrified of her.