The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)

Chapter 826 Burglar Napoleon

What the mysterious man said brought relief to Mr. Ward, Brent and Daisy. Indeed… what was

worrisome was Jack has a darker side. When he could not vent his frustrations, his pent-up angst

would push him towards the darkness. It would do him well to vent out his frustrations.

“Can I go in to see him?” Amber was very worried for Jack.

“Let him be alone for a while. This is his emotional trauma and he needs time to get over it.” Mr. Ward

shook his head solemnly and said with regret.

The mysterious man nodded and said, “It’s late, we should all rest. From tomorrow onwards, we need

to be extra alert.” He paused for a while and then said sternly, “Based on my assessment, the battle at

South Maine had reduced the prowess of the various organizations.” He chuckled and scratched his

head and continued, “Perhaps it’s not reduced but when we were able to kill most of the killers who

they sent, they had to send more killers who should be arriving soon.”

On hearing, Mr. Ward, Brent, and Daisy’s expressions changed drastically. The atmosphere

immediately became tense.

After several seconds of silence, Brent said, “From tomorrow morning, Daisy, Lone Wolf, and I would

enhance the security of the bamboo courtyard, inside and outside. We will ensure that the security is

airtight.”

“Great!” The mysterious man answered.

…

It was late in the night and all was quiet. Most of the city had fallen into slumber and only certain spots

of the city were awake and bustling with life.

For example… bars and the underground fight club.

Aiden was the silent owner of the underground fight club and it was rare that he came to this dark and

violent place. He was dignified and a person of social class. The underground fight club attracted many

unsavory people, many with shady backgrounds and identities. It was not befitting of Aiden’s status to

be closely associated with these people.

Even the manager of the underground fight club was extremely surprised to see Aiden.

“Mr. Lott, are you satisfied with tonight’s lineup?” The middle-aged manager gently bowed as he

respectfully reported to Aiden.

Aiden placed down the wine glass, brought the cigarette to his mouth, and gently drew a smoke. He

held the smoke in his mouth as he looked towards the arena cage. There was a brutal fight going on

and each blow was a violent body punch.

The crowd roared each time blood was splattered. Blood, gore, money, death, all were happening in

this dark den of thieves.

“What’s that kid’s story? He doesn’t seem to fight well.” Aiden looked at one of the fighters outside the

cage.

It was a short man without a shirt on. He was agile but he was weak in terms of strength and fighting

skills. He was subdued within a short time by his opponent. Blood covered his chest while his face was

swollen and his eyes seemed to be erratic.

To Aiden, this chap seemed to be out of his league and was doomed to lose in all his fights. Though he

did not come often to the underground fight club, he had seen enough of such fighters to make the

judgment. Furthermore, it was obvious from the way he fought in the arena.

The manager scanned and chuckled, “He isn’t one of our club’s fighters. He is a thief and had built up a

reputation for himself on the streets. He loves to gamble and the word on the streets is he has a huge

debt. Now the debtors are after him and so he came to our underground fight club to make some

money.”

“Fight for money?” Aiden raised his eyebrows and asked, “How much does he owe?”

Aiden was sharp. He knew that even if a burglar had debts, he would first choose to steal and cheat

rather than come to risk life and limb at the underground fight club for money. Of course, to the burglar,

the lure of the underground fight club was not the fight in the arena but … the opportunities that he

could earn from fixing a fight and win from the bet wagers.

“Wow, Mr. Lott is sharp!” The manager praised and then chuckled, “This chap is smart. He came to

fight at our club and bet on himself to lose. That’s why you are seeing the scene downstairs. But not to

worry, in such a situation, we will match him with the right fighter. Although a hundred thousand isn’t a

large amount, we will make sure we teach him a lesson and he would have to spend a good half of that

amount for medical treatment after we break his limbs.”

Nothing is left to chance at the underground fight club. Anyone who dared to fight here would be aware

of the price to pay.

They can earn this money, but there was a price to pay!

“Interesting. Looks like this chap has some balls. To think that he dares to come and blatantly con

money from us.” Aiden scoffed as he exhaled the cigarette smoke.

Ten minutes later.

Bash! A punch landed firmly on the burglar’s face. Blood splattered into the air and the spectators

roared loudly. The burglar grunts in pain and falls onto his own pool of blood.

The fight was over!

Another fight began ten minutes later.

The burglar endured his intense pain, wiped down the blood from his body and looked at his betting

slips, and grinned when he saw how much he had won.

“Heh heh… Aren’t I a genius? With three more fights like this, my debts would be cleared and I will be

debt-free. This is faster than stealing.”

He kept his betting slips and was about to leave.

Then, a group of men rushed in.

Damn it! The burglar’s expression changed drastically and was quickly pinned to the ground.

Aiden walked in with the manager and approached the burglar. With a cigarette in his mouth, Aiden

looked down at the burglar and calmly said, “What’s your name?”

“Napoleon!” The burglar quickly replied. He knew that it would do him no good to resist.

“Napoleon, it’s a good name. But you are not living up to the name as a man should.” Aiden said coldly

and raised his left foot and stepped onto Napoleon’s head and continued, “Are you aware that no one

has ever dared to con us of money. You must count yourself lucky that you are alive with all your limbs

intact.”

“What? Your fight club dares to run a gambling joint and won’t allow me to con you of some money?”

Napoleon screamed in discontent but what he said worked up the surrounding men and the manager. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

However, Aiden started to laugh heartily, “Looks like I’m right to let them go easy on you. You chap

have some guts!”

Then, Aiden looked down and said sternly, “You need to face up to your deeds. I made them go easy

on you not because I want to let you off, but I don’t wish to let a talent end up crippled or dead…”