Thunderlord

Chapter 7

After reading the words above, Bryson stepped on one of Mason's hands.

Frightened, Mason quickly begged for mercy, "Bryson, please, let's talk this out..."

Bryson pointed at the contract in his hand, his tone icy, "Is this Audrey's contract of freedom?"

Pale with fear, Mason stammered, "This... This is a misunderstanding. The Russell family business hit a low point, and I was forced into this. It was Jaxon and Cameron from the Lane family who pressured me to sign this. I didn't want to sell Audrey out!"

Bryson's gaze turned cold, "You treat my wife as your bargaining chip, huh?"

Crack!

Before he finished speaking, Mason's hand was crushed under Bryson's foot.

"Ah!"

Mason's anguished scream sent chills down people's spines.

Bryson stared at Mason, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and said coldly, "I'll leave you with your worthless life. I'll come back to take it in seven days. Get lost."

The bodyguards dragged the groaning Mason and ran off in a panic.

A graceful figure stepped out of the darkness. It was Phoebe.

She stood respectfully in front of Bryson and said, "General, I just received a top-level notification to merge Bennyvasia, Summerfield, and Oceanville into Riverheim. And they want you to take on the role of governor."

Bryson replied indifferently, "I'm not interested. You go investigate the culprit who killed the Reed family. I have something else to do. The Lane family dared to sign Audrey's contract of freedom with the Titan Group. It's unforgivable!"

Phoebe said, "General, why bother you with the insignificant Lane family? I will eliminate Titan Group and the entire Lane family."

Bryson shook his head.

"I will deal with them myself. Notify the 'Eighteen Warriors' and 'Nightslayers' to come to Bennyvasia and assist you."

"Understood." Phoebe slightly bowed her head and vanished like a gust of wind, leaving no trace.

Bryson stepped on the severed finger Mason left behind, grinding it into a bloody mess.

***

Goldengem Hotel was a hotel under the Titan Group and the largest five-star hotel in Bennyvasia.

Tonight, Jaxon, the eldest son of the Lane family, was hosting a banquet for senior executives of the group here.

No outsiders were allowed, and at the hotel entrance, over a dozen bodyguards were on guard.

Tonight, moving through the crowd and raising his glass to toast, Jaxon was exceptionally pleased.

Soon, Audrey would be brought over from the island by his men, and then it would be a night of debauchery.

The main character would be Audrey, and the ones taking action would be the senior executives who had contributed to the group tonight.

Jaxon intended to treat Audrey as a plaything for the Lane family to vent his pent-up frustration.

Years ago, Jaxon admired Audrey's beauty and pursued her.

But Audrey was unmoved and ended up marrying a good-for-nothing who moved in with her family, which infuriated Jaxon who couldn't have her.

Now, he finally had a chance. 'You always act high and mighty, Audrey. Then I'll turn you into a wh*re!' he thought.

At that moment, a subordinate rushed over, looking nervous, and whispered in Jaxon's ear, "Mr. Lane, the people we sent to pick her up said the island was... blown up."

"What?"

Just as Jaxon was astonished, a strange figure appeared at the entrance.

The once noisy hall fell silent in an instant because the man's hands were covered in blood.

It was Bryson.

Jaxon's brows furrowed tightly as he stared at Bryson, asking, "Who are you?"

Bryson stated firmly, "I'm the one here to send you to see your brother in hell."

'What the hell did he say?'

Jaxon's shocked expression instantly turned to rage. "You... killed my brother?"

Bryson pulled out the contract, wiped the blood off his hands, and then threw it on the ground.

Jaxon widened his eyes. "Who the hell are you..."

Bryson stated clearly, "My name is Bryson Reed."

With that, everyone in the hall stood up, their expressions dark as they watched Bryson warily.

"You've got some guts. You didn't run away after killing someone, and you even dare to show up here."

"You won't be leaving here today!"

A group of people immediately surrounded Bryson, shouting.

"I can go wherever I want," Bryson said calmly.

Jaxon shouted, "Get him! Whoever kills him, I'll reward them a million! No, ten million dollars!"

With the lure of money, someone finally made a move.

But the next second, Bryson stomped his foot on the ground, causing a tremor like an earthquake, cracks spreading like a spider web from his feet for over a hundred feet. Even the walls were cracking.

All those surrounding him swayed, many fell to the ground, and some were even trapped in the fissures.

"He... He's a monster!"

Before the crowd could react, Bryson moved.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Bryson's intimidating figure instantly charged in front before anyone could react.

With a wave of his hand, over a dozen bodies exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist!

'He's a devil!'

The remaining people were terrified to the core, their mouths agape, faces frozen in terror.

Bryson adjusted his clothes and suddenly stepped forward, walking toward Jaxon.

"What... What are you gonna do?"

"Stop right there! Don't come any closer to Mr. Lane, or you'll regret it."

The bodyguards beside Jaxon, though verbally stopping him, dared not move.

Bryson ignored them. As he approached, he simply raised his palm, and the group of bodyguards scattered in panic.

"Don't run!"

Jaxon's face paled in shock as he kept retreating, "What... What do you want? Don't come any closer!"

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Bryson grabbed Jaxon's collar and lifted him effortlessly.

Jaxon, weighing over two hundred pounds, was lifted easily, suspended in the air.

Everyone on the scene was dumbfounded.

Jaxon wanted to speak again but realized his throat was dry, and his limbs trembled violently.

"Don't do anything reckless. My father won't let you off. With our family's background, you'd better stop causing trouble."

Bryson shook his head, raised his left hand, and quickly pulled out Jaxon's phone. "Call your father and have him come collect your body."

Jaxon was stunned.

That was an incredibly arrogant statement.

Jaxon took the phone, dialed a number, and shouted, "Dad, come save me!"

"That's enough." Bryson snatched the phone from him.

Then, he kicked Jaxon's hefty body to the ground, stepping on his head with one foot, and taking pictures of him with the phone.

"Don't move! I'll show your father a picture."