Chapter 1103


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1103


    Though it was already quitete, Gerald could clearly see that the middle-aged man—who was


    currently being pursued by over ten gun-wielding individuals who were riding the five speedboats—was


    drenched in blood. The man was also currently headed right in Gerald’s direction.


    When the few remaining people at the beach saw them, they immediately ran away, focusing so much


    on escaping that none of them even thought about calling the police! Soon enough, the already


    secluded beach becamepletely devoid of people, save for Gerald.


    Gerald found himself frowning slightly the moment he saw the pursuers. After all, he had already been


    slightly irked after Yasmeen interrupted his train of thought earlier.


    It wasn’t long before the bloodied middle-aged man arrived at shore. Seeing that there was nowhere


    else to run to, the man began running toward Gerald, the only person he could see! Waving his hands


    as he ran over, the man then shouted, “T-toss me your phone! Please hurry!”


    Since Gerald was already unhappy, he wasn’t about to take orders from some random middle-aged


    man. As a result, he simply ignored the man’s pleas for help.


    Secondster, a few people suddenly rushed out from the dense forest that led to the beach. Those


    who were initially pursuing him on their speed boats had now arrived onshore as well. Seeing that he


    had no ce else to run, all of them quickly surrounded him. One of the men—who appeared to be the


    leader of the operation—noticed that Gerald was still there. Walking up to the youth, he then shouted,


    “Get lost! The big boss is dealing with some things here!”


    In response, however, Gerald simply looked at him coldly without saying a word.


    Seeing how indifferently Gerald was treating his leader, one of the youths who were surrounding the


    middle-aged man immediately lifted his machete and shed it at Gerald! During that split second,


    rage-filled Gerald’s eyes. Since they were blindly attacking him just because he refused to move, it was


    evident that these were no nice people. It was also obvious to Gerald now that these people were


    definitely courting death!


    Taking a step to the side, Gerald easily dodged the attack.


    Before the youth could even react to his missed attack, he suddenly heard a buzzing noise. The next


    thing he knew, he had already been kicked into the air! The moment he collided with the ground, he


    heard a crack from his legs. Though he wanted to cover his mouth to suppress his screams of pain, he


    found that he could no longer move his arms! Not only that, he quickly realized that all his teeth had


    also been smashed! To his horror, he now understood that not only had Gerald’s kicks resulted in all


    four of his main limbs being broken, but the bones in his right leg and hand had also ended up being


    completely shattered!


    After seeing what he had done, the others—who had been watching from the moment they encircled


    the middle-aged man—were now looking at Gerald like he was some kind of monster. The leader


    himself already had a gut feeling that something was wrong when he first saw how indifferent Gerald’s


    expression was. Now that this had happened, he knew that they had been ced in an extremely


    difficult situation, even beforepleting their goal! After all, he hadn’t even been able to see how his


    subordinate had been taken out despite being so close to the two! The only thing he was able to catch


    was Gerald using both his legs to kick. The next thing he knew, all his subordinate’s limbs were broken!


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    While Gerald certainly looked innocent and harmless enough, it was now evident to everyone else


    there of how cruel he could be. After seeing how he had broken all the youth’s limbs without a second


    thought, they all knew that Gerald was even more vicious than their leader. As they continued thinking


    about how merciless he was, their leader failed to notice that Gerald’s expression had barely even


    changed after inflicting such heavy wounds on the subordinate.


    In truth, his expression wouldn’t have changed even if he killed that youth. After all, Gerald had already


    killed endless numbers of people!


    After considering for a brief moment, the leader bowed cordially at Gerald before saying, “…I


    apologize, mister. I admit that it was our fault this time around. Men, head out!”


    As the middle-aged man from before looked at the leader—who was now ordering his machete-


    wielding men to leave—he felt blessed to have bumped into Gerald. After all, not only would he now be


    able to live to see another day, but the people pursuing him earlier were actually taking the initiative to


    leave! While he was pleased to be able to survive, what Gerald said next instantly sent chills running


    down his spine.


    “Did I say you could leave?” said Gerald, his tone frigid.


    Hearing that, the men who were already prepared to retreat slowly—and anxiously—turned around to


    look at Gerald, guns raised. They were right to be anxious. After all, they were only retreating now


    since they knew that Gerald was too powerful for them. To think that he would disallow them from


    leaving!


    “What else do you want?” asked the group’s leader who appeared to be the most anxious among his


    men. The leader himself appeared to be a sturdy-looking man with a dragon tattooed all over his right


    arm. While his other men were probably not aware of it, their leader knew that there existed families


    who practiced Ancient Martial Arts that allowed them to defy the orders of nature. People from these


    families were allegedly able to fight against dozens or even hundreds of people alone. With that in


    mind, the leader knew that he and his subordinates were severely outmatched against Gerald who had


    already shown what he was capable of.


    “For ruining my mood, each of you can choose whether to break off an arm or a leg. Of course, you’ll


    each be doing the breaking on your own,” said Gerald as casually as he would’ve asked them for a


    piece of chocte, each.


    “…What? You may be an exceptional man, but don’t you think you’re pushing it? Humph! How


    insensible!” growled the leader viciously.


    “‘Insensible,’ you say? Well, then lets up it to two-”


    Before Gerald could even finish his sentence, he noticed a thin, young man—who looked to be around


    twenty—standing at the back forcibly breaking off his left arm with a loud ‘crack’!


    “…What the hell are you doing?!” roared the leader as he turned to look at the young man who simply


    remained silent.


    The young man himself had fear in his eyes. After all, while witnessing the terrifying scene earlier, but


    he had also seen Gerald’s gaze while doing the deed. It was the gaze of a man who had experienced a


    lot of murder. As if that wasn’t enough, his aura was also filled with murderous intent.


    As the others began shuddering with fear, Gerald stared at the youth a little longer before saying, “I can


    see you’re sensible. Now step aside.”


    “Now then. For the rest of you, each of you will be breaking two limbs of your choice-”


    However, Gerald’s sentence was cut short once more when the group’s leader immediately rushed


    toward him with his gun aimed at Gerald! Seeing that, all his other subordinates—except for the one


    who had stepped aside earlier—did the same as their leader.