Chapter 478 - Peerless Martial Association
Flynn had heard a little bit about this organization on a few occasions, and it was said that the Peerless Martial Association was a large martial arts association that had recruited many skilled martial artists.
It was said that many of its experts were often paid to commit illegal acts for others and were extremely protective of one another. Once a member of the organization died, it would send many experts to take revenge.
If this person in front of them was really a member of the Peerless Martial Association, Lucas would encounter more trouble in the future, given its usual practice.
"Uh… Lucas, what do you think we should do?" Flynn hesitated for a moment but decided to ask Lucas's opinion.
In his opinion, although he had heard about the Peerless Martial Association from others, there was a great possibility that it was indeed true. He felt that it would be best to avoid getting into a conflict with the Peerless Martial Association as much as possible.
"Hmph, I'm sure you have heard of the Peerless Martial Association. If you let me go, I can still pretend that nothing has happened, and I can also not hold it against you for catching me. Consider us even!".
The killer seemed to see Flynn's scruples, and a smug expression appeared on his face as he said dangerously, "But if you dare to lay a hand on me, the members of the Peerless Martial Association will definitely kill you to avenge my death!"
Lucas's expression turned dark as he said coldly, "Kill him!"
"Yes!" Flynn was shocked, but he immediately agreed.
The killer's certain and smug expression stiffened. He didn't expect that Lucas would actually order for him to be killed even after knowing the name of the organization he belonged to!
Is he not afraid that the Peerless Martial Association will make him its enemy?
Or is this person the type that hates being threatened?
However, regardless of the reason, the killer panicked in the face of impending death and hurriedly said, "Don't… don't kill me! I'll tell you anything you want to know! Yes, it was a young man named Callum Owens who gave me a hundred and fifty thousand USD to get me to help him kill Tristan Parker without leaving a trace! If you have any other questions, I will definitely tell you everything I know! Just don't kill me! Please… ah!"
Lucas frowned and picked a small stone on the table next to him. Then he flicked it at the killer.
Pfft!
Like a bullet out of a gun, the marble-sized stone directly pierced through the brow of the killer, making him stop speaking. He would never have the chance to say anything again in his life.
If the killer could be as tough as he was at the beginning and abide by the rules of his industry, perhaps Lucas would have still thought highly of him. But Lucas didn't see the need to be kind to someone who was greedy for money, afraid of death, and would kill anyone through unscrupulous means for money.
The stone was the exact same thing that the killer had used to cause the accident that killed Tristan. Now that he had died at the hands of his own weapon, he had brought it upon himself in a certain sense.
Flynn and his bodyguards were also shocked.
They had just witnessed Lucas flicking a small stone and achieving an effect comparable to a pistol without any firearms or other weapons. It was too terrifying, and it could be considered an inhuman means!
Flynn couldn't help gulping and asked cautiously, "Lu-Lucas, the Peerless Martial Association…"
Lucas said indifferently, "It's just a minor assassin. Even if the president of that Peerless Martial Association is standing right in front of me, I have nothing to fear."
He exuded a shocking aura, confident and powerful. It was as if no one could make him take a step back at all.
Flynn felt uncontrollably exhilarated. What's there to fear when working for a man like Lucas?
"Lucas, since the Owens are behind this matter, and they even framed you, I will go to them and demand an explanation, okay?" Flynn asked.
Lucas shook his head. "There's no need to do anything to them for now. Go to the Parkers now, and remember to take this killer's corpse with you."
Flynn gladly obeyed.
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At the Parkers…
Damon had waited a long time for Lucas at the Royal Lake Restaurant, but he didn't expect Lucas to leave arrogantly without giving any of them a chance.
This made Damon enraged, but there was nothing he could do except go home and think of a solution.
As soon as he returned, a bunch of people rushed out from the villa and looked at Damon with an expectant expression.
"Dad, did you catch that punk and bring him back?"
"Dad, Lucas Gray killed my son. Hand him to me, and I will make his life a living hell to avenge Tristan!"
"Yeah, Grandpa. Where is that bastard? I will skin him alive!"
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They were all direct descendants of the Parkers, the most anxious of which were the parents of Tristan and several other juniors.
Although Tristan had been incompetent and had long been ruled out as a potential successor by Damon early on, he was still his grandson and a direct descendant of the family after all. Yet he had now died an unclear death in the outskirts of LA, which was simply a blatant provocation and humiliation to the Parkers!
Although the dead couldn't be brought back to life, they had to avenge Tristan and bring the brazen murderer to justice while also torturing him to death!
Damon was already overwhelmed with anger, and now that he was surrounded by a group of people asking about Lucas's whereabouts, he felt even more annoyed and frustrated.
"Get lost!" he hollered. He pushed away the few family members blocking the way and went straight back to his villa.
They almost fell to the ground and looked at each other in dismay.
Based on Damon's reaction, they reckoned that things probably didn't develop as they expected. Moreover, the fact that none of Damon's bodyguards had returned was enough to indicate that Damon had failed to bring Lucas back and might have also encountered something.
Seeing Damon's furious expression just now, they didn't dare to follow him in at this time and ask him for a clear explanation.
The only one who went in and tagged along behind Damon was Ray, Tristan's father.
Immediately after he went in, he learned about the events that had occurred today from the secretary that Damon had brought there and also found out that that punk Lucas Gray had suddenly gotten into the good books of Edmund Cole. Not only did Edmund warn them against harming Lucas, but he even forced all the helmsmen present to apologize to Lucas and seek his forgiveness. Otherwise, their families would be removed from LA.
"How did that happen…" Ray was in disbelief.
He couldn't believe that the murderer of his son would actually be that lucky to save Edmund Cole and gain his protection. The helmsmen of many top LA families even had to apologize to him. It was as absurd and dramatic as the plot of a third-rate novel!
But when he saw his father's pale face, he understood that it was absolutely true!
Why is my son's murderer getting the help of a nobleman even after causing my son to die tragically? Doesn't this mean that I'll never be able to avenge him?! He was indignant!
At this moment, someone hurriedly ran in from outside. "Mr. Parker, bad news. A man named Lucas Gray has barged in with his men!"