From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: A New Legend (Part 1)

Wolf continued to hit the man until he could no longer speak, and not only that, he couldn’t even get himself up from the ground. Each strike came down with intent, not rushed, not wild, but measured, like he was making sure every single hit landed where it was meant to. The man was still breathing, which was exactly what Wolf wanted, but his face was heavily bruised, swollen to the point where it was hard to tell what he had looked like before. One eye was completely shut, the other barely open, and blood dripped down onto the floor beneath him.

This was what Wolf wanted.

Surely the story would be passed on now to all the other employees. People talked, especially when something like this happened. On top of that, they could see the real damage of what happened when someone decided to push things too far. This wasn’t some rumor or warning whispered behind closed doors. This was visible, undeniable, and impossible to ignore.

"Hey, hey, hey, we can’t just go this far with people," one of the guards said, clearly shaken. "Even if this is self-defense, and we say he tried to attack you, this is still..."

"It’s okay," Wolf said calmly as he knelt down beside the man. His voice wasn’t raised. If anything, it was softer than before. "The most he can do is sue me, and I’m happy to take whatever costs come out of my wage."

Wolf leaned in closer, making sure the man could hear him.

"But I have a feeling this one isn’t going to sue me," Wolf continued. "Otherwise, he’ll be in for a world of pain like this every single day. Because once I lose my job, well... I have nothing to lose."

He smiled faintly.

"And when someone has nothing to lose, they still have frustration. And frustration has to go somewhere."

Wolf straightened slightly, still keeping his eyes on the man. "You know the rules of the country we’re in, right? I won’t be locked up behind bars unless I kill you. And I’ll make sure not to do that."

The man’s mouth moved. No words came out, at least none anyone could understand, but it was obvious what he was trying to say. He was begging. Promising. Swearing he wouldn’t tell a soul.

Wolf stood up.

He told the guards it would be best if they took the man to the hospital so he could get treatment. There was no rush, no panic. Everything had already been decided.

After that, Wolf went to check on the shops. As he walked in, he asked the staff if there was anyone causing trouble, anyone acting strange, or anyone they were worried about.

The moment they saw him, everyone seemed to stand a bit straighter.

It was obvious word had spread fast. There weren’t many guards with bright orange hair, and it didn’t take a genius to put two and two together. Faces looked nervous, careful, and polite. No one wanted to be the next example.

It was safe to say there were no more incidents.

Wolf was satisfied.

"The others would have done a good job as well," Wolf thought to himself. "I just need to trust them."

Little did he know, there was only one person left who hadn’t faced any incident yet. At least not so far.

And that was Max.

"Hey, hey, what is with him?" one of the warehouse workers whispered, nodding toward Max.

"You mean the guy with the mask?" another replied. "Looks like they hired some wrestling kid to protect the deliveries this time."

"Damn it. And I thought they were finally going to take this seriously. We’re already understaffed because of how many staff members got beaten."

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