Winner Takes All

The road from Jade spring villa towards the city was a quiet one.

At dawn, there were even less cars than usually.

The to cars that crashed into the sides of the road both came to a hold.

The Benz was deformed both in the front and at the side of the car. The Maybach was having heavy smoke coming up in the front rear.

Bamm!

With a loud noise, the door of the Benz was opened.

Lone Wolf crawled out of the wagon first, he didn't care about the wounds on his head that were cause by the window's glass, turned to help Jack out of danger, "Mister Hughes, we, we survived."

Jack crawled out of the car, he didn't have the change to take a breath yet, and helped Lone Wolf to pull the manager out as well.

He was in shock, his face pale, his gaze empty.

As he was dragged out of the car, he sat on the ground.

Jack checked the manager for wounds, and when he was sure that nothing was wrong, he took a deep breath in.

Even thought the Benz was crashed, but all three of them got away with skin trauma, nothing major.

It was a really close call, if only one tiny detail was done wrong, they wouldn't have been this easy right now.

The Maybach might have hit them in their side, and even if not, if the manager's driving skills weren't good enough, that kind of speed may have cause the Benz to turn over easily. He was betting.

Every since his childhood, Jack has never thought about death.

Even if he was injured all over, he would take down the other party as well.

Pffff..

There was a sound of fireworks coming from the front.

Jack raised his head to look. The Maybach's front part was completely destroyed, and smoke was rising towards the sky.

From inside the car, they could hear people screaming.

Clearly, the Maybach was much more demolished than their Benz.

No need to talk about the passengers.

But, when Jack heard Diego's voice, he was surprised.

"Let's go and check them."

Jack rubbed the blood on his shirt, and walked towards the Maybach.

Lone Wolf looked at the manager, who was still in shock, then he ripped off a part of his shirt to cover the wound on his head, and followed Jack. The smell of burn was hanging in the air, stinging their noses.

The smoke choked them.

They could smell gas.

With the help of the car's headlight, Jack could see the gas that was running leaking onto the street, the Maybach's gas tank had been crushed. "Mister Hughes..."

Behind him, he hear Lone Wolf say in a deep voice, "This is a perfect chance to get them done once and forever."

Jack looked at Lone Wolf.

"I can offer my services."

Lone Wolf said, head lowered.

Drago had met Jack twice, and both times, he tried to kill him, he swore to himself, that he would finish Jack.

He decided to walk with Jack, so every detail, he had to think about on behalf of Jack.

But Jack shook his head.

Bamm!

That moment, a loud noise came from the Maybach.

The door was kicked open, and Drago, who was bleeding all over, dragged himself out of the car, looking like a mess.

He couldn't care for the passengers inside anymore, he ran away from the car, then sat on the ground, taking deep breaths while wiping off the blood on his face. "Drago, help me... help me, I can't move my leg..."

In the car, Diego was screaming for help, begging while crying.

Jack and Lone Wolf were watching all this.

He could choose not to let them die.

But this didn't mean that he was magnanimous enough to help the people who were about to kill him.

Any hypocrite would be finished quickly by the society.

Bamm!

The passenger seat's door fell on the ground.

Drago's underling crawled our of the car, the shock was written on his face. He tried to get away from the car, running and crawling, then he fell onto the ground. Jack looked at him, his left arm was in a very abnormal angle, it was clearly fractured, and his left leg was covered in blood, which he dragged all over the street.

But, neither Drago, nor his underling made gestures of helping Diego, who was still in the car.

"Lone Wolf, come with me."

Jack led Lone Wolf and walked towards Drago.

In that moment, Drago, who was still dismayed, saw two shadows in front of himself, and abruptly raised his head.

"Jack, what, what are you doing!"

While asking, Drago used both his hands to back off from them.

Smack!

Jack bend over and smacked with his bare hand on Drago's face. Under the dark sky.

Drago was completely startled, he stared at Jack in disbelief.

Jack then giggled ice cold, "He who is unjust, is doomed to destruction. This is the second time now, I will let you know, who is the stronger one between you and me." "Lone Wolf, let's go."

Jack turned around, and led Lone Wolf away from them.

Under the street lights, their shadows became longer and longer.

Drago was stunned, he was staring at Jack and Lone Wolf while they were leaving further.

This... was it?

He couldn't believe that Jack, who he tried to kill, would only give him a slap in the face.

If he was in Jack's shoes, he would use this chance to finish his last breath!

This was Drago's secret to being so powerful in his business all these years! Not just that, it was his rule of handling things.

"A woman's soft nature! You don't dare to dirt your hands, do you?"

Drago's gaze flashed, and laughed coldly.

He looked to where Jack and Lone Wolf walked off to, and slowly got up from the ground, saying, "Jack, I knew that you are a coward, you don't dare to dirt your hands, you are afraid of any entanglement, but you have no idea, ruthlessness is the mark of a truly great man, a great man should act unscrupulously!"

"A coward like you will never make it to anything!"

"If there is a second time, then there will be a third! The hate between you and me is unshakable, it's either you or me in this town!"

Every word he said was full of murder intent.

Drago knew the meaning of surrender, but he would never surrender towards Jack.

In his understanding, Jack only slapped him because he was afraid of the trouble killing him would bring.

In other words, Jack was terrified!

When Drago thought about the car accident, his heart was lingering with fear.

He slowly took out the cigar from his pocket, with shaking hands, he took out a lighter, and lit the cigar.

He never thought that the revenge he planned was missed by miles, which almost took his life!

Now that he was out of danger, and calmed down, his heart was still racing as fast as before.

Pssss...

He took a deep suck on the cigar.

The thick smoke filled his mouth.

He felt the scent of the Cuban cigar, his expression softened, and he relaxed.

"Drago... help me, by leg is broken, help me, I am begging you, please..."

Diego was screaming in the Maybach behind him.

Drago, who just managed to relax a little and still surrounded by his cigar smoke, knitted his brows, and suddenly felt anxious.

"What are you yelling for, all you can do is yell, you useless piece of shit, what else can you do?"

Drago turned around, and threw the cigar in his hand towards the Maybach, then he turned around, and yelled to his underling, "Why aren't you helping him?"

But.

Before his underling managed to get up.

In the darkness of the night, the lit up cigar flew in a skew, and was about to land in the gas that leaked out of the car's tank.

Whoosh!

The fire flames reached into the sky.

As soon as the flames started, they quickly took over the whole car.

It was paired with the heartbreaking scream of Diego.

Boom!

The Maybach... exploded!☐☐☐☐