6: Chapter 6: An Eye for an Eye 6: Chapter 6: An Eye for an Eye Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Yusuf Zuck tidied up the mess in his room he caused and after packing the broken arm strengthener and resistance bands into a black trash bag, he carried it out.
The so-called security dormitory was located behind the Ferreni Grand Hotel, repurposed from an old office building, so their commute mostly involved using the hotel’s back entrance.
Just as Yusuf was about to throw the trash bag into the bin, his old-fashioned mobile phone suddenly rang.
His phone was only capable of making and receiving calls and sending simple text messages.
It lacked any camera or internet functionality.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to upgrade, but his sister’s education was the priority, and he didn’t have spare cash for a fancy phone.
He saw the caller ID and answered with a smile, “Class is over?”
“Bro, where did you get the nine thousand bucks from?
What’s going on?” Sara’s anxious voice came through.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t steal or rob, it’s a company bonus!” Yusuf replied cheerfully.
“Why would I lie to you?
Besides, your brother is capable.
Our life will get better, and you must become a big star!”
“Exactly, my brother is the most capable.
When you earn big money, you have to support me to become a star, otherwise, I won’t let it go!” Sara laughed so hard on the phone she could hardly close her mouth.
She loved hearing her brother boast, and it always made her very happy.
“Who else would I support but you…
But do you have time these days?
I’m on vacation for the next few days, and if you’re free, let’s explore the capital!” Yusuf said excitedly.
He had been in the capital for a month but hadn’t visited places like the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, the Water Cube, Bird’s Nest, and the like.
“No way, my schedule is really tight these days, I’ll only have time on the weekend.
Are you off on the weekend?”
“Isn’t it just Monday today?” Yusuf said with a frown.
“I’m working this weekend.”
“What about next week, then?
I’ll bring a couple of female classmates to introduce to you!” Sara said giggling.
“I heard that your film academy is full of beauties, that I’d like to see!”
“In your dreams, I’m not bringing them, hmph!” Sara snorted and muttered softly, “Can’t you be less lecherous?
I feel like you’re becoming more and more like a pervert!”
“Who, who’s a pervert?
I specialize in beating perverts!”
“Pfft—” Sara couldn’t help but laugh, “Alright, alright, you’re never serious.
I’m going to eat now, brother, don’t make trouble in the capital, it’s not like back home, everything here is unfamiliar.
Try to keep a low profile, and don’t overwork yourself.
When I make money one day, you can rest, and I’ll take care of you!”
“I’ll be waiting for that day, hehe.” Yusuf chuckled.
His sister’s words warmed his heart.
The past few years hadn’t been easy for him and his sister!
As they both hung up, Yusuf once again approached the gym entrance.
With a loud “bang”, he didn’t hold back.
He was always someone who wasn’t afraid to court trouble—a fighter through and through, whether he could win or not.
When the gym door was kicked open again, Samuel Ross, Benedict Cooke, and Floyd Hart were walking out laughing and talking. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelꜰire.net
The two previous individuals were nowhere to be seen.
“You must have been fried pretty good by that electric shock, huh?” When Floyd Hart saw Yusuf Zuck kick the door in again, he felt an overwhelming urge to beat him to a pulp.
“Yusuf, haven’t you had enough?” Samuel Ross’s face also looked bad.
Was this Zuck guy too damn persistent?
How much time had passed since the last encounter?
This Zuck just keeps coming back?
Why wasn’t he fried to death by the electric shock before?
“Still want to fight, huh?
I don’t have time for that.
If you wanna fight, wait until two in the afternoon.
Right now, it’s time to eat!” Benedict Cooke glanced at Yusuf with disdain.
Yusuf clearly couldn’t beat him, yet he kept on attacking like a pesky insect.
Cook thought Yusuf was too full of himself and really needed to be put in his place, so he planned to really give it to Yusuf after two.
“Eat?” Yusuf chuckled, “Knock me down then you can go eat.
If you can’t beat me, none of you are getting out!” He blocked the doorway, barring the three men’s exit, truly relentless.
“Beat him up, dumbass.” Samuel Ross was furious.
Since this idiot was asking for it, why hold back?
He gave the order, and Benedict Cooke charged at Yusuf with a sprinting momentum again.
“Speed…” Yusuf squinted his eyes, his telekinesis already locked onto Benedict Cooke.
Within his mental grasp, Benedict’s movements seemed to slow down, producing an incredible sensation, like a pornographic video freezing due to a scratched disc.
In his mind, Benedict had nowhere to hide.
“Whoosh~” Benedict Cooke threw his punch.
It was still as fast as ever, creating a gust of wind with his fist.
“Eat my fist first!” The moment Yusuf saw Benedict’s punch, he slightly tilted his head to dodge, and at the same time, his own fist had already smashed out!
With a “bang”, in the blink of an eye, and while a disdainful sneer was still flickering at the corner of Benedict’s mouth, his body flew out in a U-shape, crashing into Samuel Ross and Floyd Hart.
Blood gushed continuously from his nose, and he staggered around, unable to steady himself like a drunk.
Yusuf’s hand trembled slightly.
He hadn’t dared to exert too much force because he feared that he might kill Benedict with one punch, so he had used less than a tenth of his strength.
However, with just that tenth of his strength, Benedict Cooke was left disoriented?
What kind of strength was this?
At that moment, Samuel Ross’s eyebrows raised in shock.
He knew full well what Benedict was capable of, and he had gauged the extent of Yusuf’s abilities earlier in the morning, but now, Benedict had been defeated by a single move?
Had Yusuf been holding back in the morning?
“You’re looking for death!” While Yusuf was still assessing his own strength, Benedict finally regained his senses and glared at Yusuf with a ferocious, wolf-like intensity.
Yusuf even felt a murderous vibe emanating from him, a will to finish Yusuf off.
“Swoosh~” Without waiting for Yusuf to speak, Benedict charged at him again.
“In my eyes, you’re just trash, garbage, trying to act tough, huh?” As soon as Yusuf finished speaking, he moved forward two steps, and then, bending his body, he landed a right hook on Benedict’s face.
Meanwhile, Benedict’s punch grazed Yusuf’s scalp, and once again, Yusuf effortlessly dodged it!
After a “bang”, there was a sudden silence.
Because Benedict Cooke had collided with the ground and was motionless, completely unconscious.
The severe blow had knocked him out cold.
Samuel Ross and Floyd Hart changed color simultaneously, especially Samuel, whose icy gaze hardened.
As for Floyd, he shivered slightly in fear.
This Zuck had been concealing his true abilities.
“Your turn, Samuel,” Yusuf stepped over Benedict, and like a Sharp Arrow released, he closed the distance to Samuel instantly.
The one he most wanted to beat was the security captain, Samuel Ross, because Samuel was too nasty.
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