The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"Oh, what do we do now? Where’s Fane? Tell him to come quick! The robbers on motorbikes are

coming!"

Fiona was scared out of her wits. Her arms were tightly wrapped around the money; she fought with

every bit of her strength.

Andrew wanted to grab the other man, but he was shoved until he fell onto the ground instead. The two

men immediately approached Fiona for the pouch. 1 C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

At this moment, Fane sprinted into view.

"Hurry, Fane. Hurry! I can't hold on much longer. The money is being taken away!"

Fiona shrieked when she saw Fane.

Unfortunately, her strength could not match that of the two young men. The pouch in her hands was

snatched away.

"Stop!”

Fiona leaped forward at the thought of the 3 million bucks in that pouch, latching onto the man who just

got onto the motorbike.

"Let me go, you old b*tch!"

Shock jolted through the man when Fiona latched onto him. He kicked Fiona until she tumbled onto the

ground. The bike took off in a cloud of dust. Two other

bikes sped forward, following the first bike.

However, Fane was only standing a few meters apart from them.

"Stop!"

He hollered, his expression darkening.

"Run over that mother*cker!"

One of the men driving the bikes accelerated straight into Fane's direction.

"Fane, get out of the way!"

Selena cried when she saw this, shock rippling throughout her.

It would be nothing but trouble if the bike hit Fane at the speed it was going.

However, just as the bike was about to hit him, she never expected Fane to dodge so artfully. With

another maneuver, the bike suddenly flipped. The two people on the bike were sprawled on the ground

in a flash and tumbled a good few meters. Lacerations ripped quite a few areas of their skin.

The other bike so happened to be rushing forward as well, but it rammed into the turtled bike. The rider

slammed on the brakes, but the bike flipped anyway. The two people on it also tumbled onto the

ground, squealing in pain.

At this moment, Fiona, Andrew, and Selena finally ran over.

"B*stards. Do you have a death wish, taking my money away?"

Fiona was so furious she could explode. She immediately picked up the pouch containing the money

before landing a few vicious kicks on one of the men sprawled on the ground.

Fane also walked over. With each kick, he sent the four men flying to a tree by the roadside, as though

they were soccer balls.

"Sir, please-please spare us!"

One of the men begged in wretched gasps after he realized just how strong Fane was. He ripped his

helmet off.

His three comrades simply lay there, helpless. They knew that they had picked on the wrong person

this time. They were doomed.

"What about the 3.8 million bucks you guys snatched two days ago? Where is it now? Tell me. Also,

how do you know that my mother-in-law comes here to keep her money?"

Fane squatted and asked, his expression placid.

"We-we don't know anything about that 3.8 million. It was a coincidence-we saw that this old lady had a

pouch in her hands and thought that there was money inside. That’s why we acted on a whim. You'll let

us go right, sir? We won't dare to do this no more!"

One of the men’s gaze flickered before he explained the situation to Fane.

Fane chuckled coldly. He stood back up and pressed a foot onto the man's arm. "I can easily break this

arm o f yours if you don't tell me the truth!"

"Ouch!”

The other man was crying out in pain although Fane had not exerted much strength. "I was wrong, sir. I

was wrong. Please, not so far. I'll tell you-I'll tell you everything. All right?"

"Well, tell us quickly. I'll have you know that he's super strong. There’s a possibility that he'll kill all of

you if you don't talk!"