The Secretly Rich Man

Chapter 1007

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1007 “This is your own fault for courting death! Prepare to be killed!” roared the bald man as one of his menimmediately revealed a short blade and aimed it at Gerald’s chest!novelbin

Lunging toward Gerald, it took the assailant a second to realize that though his short blade had struck,spot on, to where he was aiming for, for some ungodly reason, the blade had failed to penetrateGerald’s chest!

“What?”

It was the only response the stupefied man could say as Gerald angrily replied, “Don’t say I didn’t warnany of you!”

After saying that, Gerald immediately retaliated by slapping the man hard on his cheek! Though it hadonly been a single slap, the man was sent flying into the air!

The last thing the man could register was his head deforming as blood gushed out his eyes. Uponlanding in a puddle of mud a few dozen feet away, the man was already as good as gone.

“…He knows martial arts!” declared the bald man, shocked by the turn of events. However, he instantlyrecomposed himself as he gestured his large hand before saying, “Don’t hold back! Get rid of him,everyone!”

Obeying his order, the remaining six men rushed toward Gerald at the same time. As was expected,however, there was no way in hell that any of them could even come close to dealing with Gerald.

Before any of them could even inflict any wounds on him, Gerald had already efficiently landed fatalblows on all six of them. In just a few seconds, all six people were already lying dead on the ground,their agonized expressions suggesting that they had died in terrible pain.

“…H-huh?” muttered the bald man to himself as cold sweat began running down his forehead. Herealized now that he was the only one left, and though he was terrified, his legs felt like stone.However, the worst had yet to come.

The moment Gerald—whose eyes had turned as red as a demon’s by now—began walking towardhim, the bald man became fully petrified in fear.

Now standing before the bald man, Gerald said, “Everything could’ve ended nicely if everyone had justbeen amiable to each other, no? Why did you have to force me to do all this…?”

“Y-yes, you’re right… I swear on my life that I’ll always be amiable from now on! What happened earlierwas just a big misunderstanding!”

“I even begged you to just leave, remember? Yet what did you do? You ordered your subordinates tomake a move on me! Isn’t that taking it a bit too far?” replied Gerald as he flicked some grass off thetrembling man’s shoulder.

“I-I sincerely apologize! I won’t do anything like this anymore! I won’t-”

Though the bald man had assumed that Gerald would let him off if he pleaded enough, he soon foundout that he was dead wrong. Before his sentence could even end, an agonizing scream filled the areaas all four of his limbs simultaneously detached from his body.

Once the screaming finally ended, Gerald turned to look at a tree before roaring, “Stop hiding already!Show yourself!”

Immediately after, the slow rustling of grass could be heard as a white-haired old man revealed himself.

It was none other than Kaleb whose face was now completely drained of color.

“To think that you’ve already managed to reach your current state at such a young age… I, KalebMerrett, admit that I failed to recognize your great talent earlier. However, do note that I’m not on thesame side with those people from earlier, mister.”

Kaleb was now speaking to Gerald so respectfully since he had seen everything that had taken placefrom the moment Gerald had broken the iron plaque with his bare hands.

While it was true that he had initially stalked Gerald in order to retrieve the iron plaque for Zolton—whilesimultaneously investigating the reason for Gerald’s great strength—he was left dumbstruck withamazement from the second he saw Gerald destroy that boulder with a single toss of the short blade.

From that point on, he no longer wondered how Gerald had ceased the flow of his inner strength soeasily. As it turned out, Gerald’s had trained far more than he could have ever imagined.

That was also the moment when he had started hiding behind the tree, though it had less to do withcontinuing to stalk Gerald and more so out of fear after witnessing Gerald’s true strength.

His fear and respect for Gerald had only grown upon finding out that the youth had already noticed hispresence long ago.

“Are you here for the iron plaque as well?” asked Gerald, coldly.

“I dare not lie to you, so I admit that that truly had been my intention at the start, mister. However, I nolonger wish to do so after witnessing your strength.”