Yusuf Zuck held a glass of red wine, standing alone at the entrance of the villa’s hall, gazing out the window. The entire villa was deadly quiet, all the Filipino maids had been sent away by Maurice Singleton, who had also gone to the pier earlier. Discover more novels at novelFɪre.net Honestly, Yusuf was somewhat reluctant to part with this mansion, a residence worth nearly ten million US dollars. He wouldn’t be able to live here anymore, and it would probably be confiscated by the United States government later on. Tonight’s moon was full and warm. The clock inside the villa also chimed nine times. Nine o’clock, it was time for them to arrive. Indeed, a van drove within a one-kilometer radius. This area was suburban, and there was only one road leading to the mansion, making any incoming vehicle quite noticeable. Yusuf extended his telekinesis inside the vehicle and found that besides the driver, there were only two people: a patient in a wheelchair and an ordinary American old man, dressed in a tailcoat like a venerable gentleman. "No one else? Could I have been wrong?" Yusuf felt odd and probed the three in the car again, but didn’t find anything unusual. They didn’t even carry guns, and the patient indeed appeared to be genuinely ill. "Hmm? Something’s not right!" As he was observing the movements inside the car, suddenly, he sensed a mixed-race individual leaping swiftly in a southeast direction, wearing a cape and moving very fast. "Haha, just as I thought, a mixed-race? Seems like there’s some Eastern heritage there!" Yusuf chuckled, confident that the CIA would definitely send someone. "And there’s more..." Following the emergence of the mixed-race individual, from the due south, slightly west, and due east directions, figures rushed towards the location. One wore a leather trench coat, another a simple T-shirt standing over two meters tall, like a giant. Another was clad in a tailcoat, four in total, all very fast. "They don’t carry the aura of Inner Strength, which means they are... special abilities users?" Yusuf took a deep breath; the CIA had finally sent experts, and four at once! He just didn’t know what special skills these four possessed! "Come, let’s not return," Yusuf was prepared for a massacre that night. After all, he was leaving, and a big kill would teach the United States a lesson, let them know what pain was like. He also wanted to test his real combat power against special abilities users! The van arrived at the mansion first, and the three people inside also saw Yusuf standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding his red wine. Yusuf, not wearing a robe, looked like a foreigner, and when the car came to a stop, the old man and the driver pushed the patient out of the car and directly into the hall. "Excuse me, where is Mr. Angel?" the old man bowed respectfully to Yusuf. "Purple Pearl, the remaining payment, transfer it now," Yusuf coldly commanded. "Once the transfer is done, I will heal you. As for your collusion with the CIA, forget it. Transfer the money now, Angel’s reputation is not to be desecrated!" "Alright." The old man considered for a moment. Angel did have a reputation, and they really needed the healing. The old man took out his cell phone, dialed a number, issued a brief command, then took out a small box and handed it to Yusuf. Yusuf took the box, pocketed it immediately, and then stepped back twice with his sword in hand. The four abilities users were already nearing. The cell phone quickly received a message. Yusuf didn’t bother checking it, but instead walked over to the patient, pried open his mouth, and flicked a drop of purple liquid inside. This process was very fast. Yusuf turned his back to the butler and driver, and covered the patient’s eyes with his own hands, so the patient only felt something being drunk and then their body began to warm up! "The deal is done, three minutes, and he will recover on his own!" "Heh~" No sooner had Yusuf’s voice faded than he had already dashed out, jumping straight into the courtyard. Singer, Arthur, Artilleryman, and Cherry Blossom Handsome had all arrived in the courtyard, each concealing themselves in one of the four corners. At the same time, a few kilometers away, commander Alora Craig also issued an order, "All personnel, proceed immediately to Angel Villa, no need to remain hidden." Because the payment from the patient confirmed the existence of the Angel, they had to encircle and set up the Sky Net and Earth Net! A faint smile crossed Yusuf Zuck’s lips as he glanced at the dark corners of the courtyard, "Our four guests, since you’re here, why not come out? I’ll entertain you!" "Hehe, we’ve been discovered, huh?" Artilleryman’s rough voice rang out as he was the first to leap into view. Singer, Arthur, and Cherry Blossom Handsome also emerged from their respective corners! There were lights in the courtyard, and tonight there was also moonlight, so when the four of them appeared, they were all clearly visible. "You’re the Angel? I can feel it, there’s energy within you, but you must be in disguise, right?" Singer, being the leader, took the initiative to speak. "Exactly, I am the Angel, but are you four going to come at me together or play with me one-on-one?" Yusuf Zuck looked at the four disdainfully, his expression tinged with mockery, a deliberate provocation. "It’s my turn!" Sure enough, the brawny Artilleryman, not much of a thinker, was the first to jump out. The other three shrugged their shoulders. Each had their own pride and regarded themselves as superhumans, so it seemed their opponent wanted a one-on-one fight. Why not indulge him? "Kid, whether you’re an Angel or God, I can send you to Hell with one punch." Artilleryman chuckled, then suddenly charged forward, swinging his fists, like a humanoid press machine. With each stride, the ground seemed to tremble. Yusuf Zuck didn’t draw his sword. Instead, he took a deep breath, and with a light tap of his toe, he also surged forward, throwing a punch directly at Artilleryman’s fist. He wanted to see the extent of the other’s power and test his own strength! The violent punch created a whistling sound, as if the air around it was being compressed. Artilleryman smirked, Yusuf Zuck smiled too, and then their fists collided! With a "boom," sounding like an explosion, when the fists struck each other, they generated a powerful shockwave and blast of air. However, as the boom echoed, Artilleryman’s entire right arm instantly shattered. Even though he was a humanoid machine with incredible strength, he was no match for Yusuf Zuck, the monster with the power of nine elephants. Yusuf Zuck kept his momentum, and as Artilleryman screamed and flew backward, Yusuf Zuck transformed his other fist into a palm and pressed it against Artilleryman’s chest. "Bang—" A bloody hole exploded in Artilleryman’s back, and hot, steaming blood sprayed out like from a fire hydrant. Of course, in that instant, his heart had been smashed by Yusuf Zuck’s palm. Mere chickens and dogs, no match at all! "Artilleryman..." The other three didn’t have time to render aid; Yusuf Zuck was too fast. From engaging with Artilleryman to blowing his heart out, it seemed to take less than a second, so they could only watch helplessly as the giant-like Artilleryman fell stiffly backward. Of course, Singer was now in action, swiftly entering the ten-meter battle radius. He stomped forcefully on the ground, and his Gravity Superpower manifested. Arthur was also in action, standing beside Singer, his gaze fixed intently on Yusuf Zuck, because if Yusuf Zuck looked at him, he would inevitably be affected. Cherry Blossom Handsome acted as well, the man in the black cloak suddenly knelt on one knee, stretched out his hands, and projected countless tiny, hexagonal hidden weapons swiftly towards Yusuf Zuck.