From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 722

Chapter 722: On My Own

Max headed off to the coordinates where the Stern family, Jett, and Darius were being kept captive. He was going through with his plan completely alone.

When he stepped out of the vehicle, the taxi immediately drove off into the night, leaving him standing at the hilltop overlooking a secluded port.

"This really reminds me of the time Sheri was taken, and we had to rescue them from the Black Hounds," Max muttered, a bitter smile touching his lips. "And now, here I am, rescuing the Black Hounds themselves."

This port was slightly smaller than the main commercial one in the city, mostly used for private yachts and ferries. It was the exact venue where the Black Hounds usually hosted their exclusive underground events. Looking out into the distance, Max could see the outline of the massive luxury cruise ship floating near the docks, but from this far up, he couldn’t make out any individual figures on the decks or see if there were guards patrolling the perimeter.

Before he even started walking down the trail, he stopped and took a deep breath.

"A part of me honestly wonders why the hell I’m even doing this," he said to himself. "Sticking my neck out for a bunch of people I don’t even care about. If something terrible happened to the Stern family or the Black Hounds, I wouldn’t be all that broken up about it. But I have to free them so they can’t use the university hostages against us. Those students have absolutely nothing to do with any of this."

He stared at the dark docks below. "Still... I promised myself after already dying once, that if there was ever a chance of it happening to me again, I would just walk away. And yet, here I am. There’s a pretty good chance I’ll find myself right back at death’s door tonight."

For a brief second, Max found himself wishing he had at least one ally standing by his side. If this ambush had something to do with the force that took down Hercules, even the giant would have been a massive help right now. Shaking those thoughts from his head, he walked forward and started his descent down the hill.

Entering the docks, Max kept his guard up, waiting to be ambushed at every single corner. It was only logical for the enemy to try and take him out easily before he could even reach the ship. Since he had lost his very first life to a sudden ambush, he was being more than cautious tonight. Though, he had to admit, his new superhuman body could probably take a stabbing or two with a lot less trouble than his old one.

As he continued to walk through the labyrinth of the port, he noticed that several of the massive shipping containers had been pushed out of the way. The cleared path made it much easier for him to see the large luxury ship docked right on its side. When he finally reached a clearing about fifty meters away from the vessel, his eyes locked onto the very top deck. Standing right by the handrail was the entire captive group.

Looking at the center of the deck, he spotted Chad, Bobo, and Karen tied up side by side. Right next to them were Darius and Jett. Compared to his three family members, the champions’ bindings were a lot more severe; they were wrapped tight in heavy chains and ropes, while the Sterns only had loose plastic zip-ties securing the back of their arms.

"I can’t believe it," Bobo whispered, her eyes widening as she peered over the railing. "He really came. And is he actually on his own?"

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