The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 983

The chaos was not limited to the place of killing just now.

Due to the crowding, following the escape of horrified passersby, they also brought fear together with them when they fled.

Jack stumbled through the evacuating crowds. Many people were screaming in fear, echoing through Jack's ears nightmarishly.

In his bewitched state, Jack's appearance was indeed horrifying. Therefore, no matter where he went, he was the center of attention. As for the other people who had witnessed Jack's massacre, they were all stunned in fear.

Jack was moving based on his beastly instinct to escape. And as the screams around him got louder, he became even more panicked.

The residual strength in his body would not last any longer, and with every step he took, he felt weaker and weaker.

However, the changes in his surrounding made him became even more cautious. Therefore, he picked up his pace, rudely pushed the crowds blocking his way, and desperately rushed ahead.

Behind the crowd, Medea anxiously followed Jack. It was hard for her to passed through the squeezing crowd. With her physique, tracking down Jack in the crowd was like going through a marsh.

She could see Jack a few moments ago, but with a blink of an eye, Jack's figure had disappeared from her sight.

Anxious, nervous, panic, desperate...

All kinds of emotions filled her body when she was struggling through the crowd.

She had been waiting for Jack for a long time. Before this, she had deployed a ten thousand joint forces of a dozen tribes just to capture Jack alive. Even though at that time, the main objective was to rescue Commander Shawn, however when she knew of Jack's existence, she didn't care much about the life and death of Commander Shawn.

She thought she had already lost the chance to capture Jack. But who knew, things took a turn, and Jack appeared in front of her in such a miraculous way.

This time, she must take the chance.

Because this was the man she wanted!

Before long, the tribe joint forces would be launching their attack going down south. To defend against the high and mighty War of God, Jack would be the most important asset as well!

Inside Medea's head, this terrifying man could match the strength of Zenith!

As long as she could use Jack to get rid of their fear for Zenith, the joint army forces could launch their attack down south audaciously, demolishing Thegiant City into rubble.

"Wait, wait for me, don't leave..."

In the midst of mixed feelings, Medea even shouted out.

Medea had to put on uglier makeup so that it would be easier for her to walk outside without getting noticed. If not, her words just now would stun a lot of people.

My goodness!

How could the most alluring and prettiest woman in the tribes, Medea, stoop so low?

Medea was the most important person for the joint alliance for the tribes. Her beauty and charm were one of the many reasons why many tribal leaders were able to sit down together and discuss peacefully.

And it was because of this achievement and merit, Medea was regarded as the Wolf from the tribes leaders.

However, what came in front of Medea right now was left with crowds of people who were still shocked and horrified by the event, as for Jack... he had already long disappeared from Medea's sight.

On the other side.

Jack, who had been roughly struggling, scrambled into a tight alley like a frightened bird.

The screaming and shouting sound around him instantly became lesser.

Jack immediately felt slightly calmer.

He slowed down his pace and staggered through the alley. Even though he used his hands to support his body on the tight alley walls, he felt that he might fall anytime.

"Puff... puff..."

Jack's short and abrupt breathing sound echoed through the tight alleyway like drums.

Behind Jack was the panic-stricken crowd of people.

Jack struggled through the tight alleyway with both his hands, lurching at a slow pace.

Inside his head, he felt as if the skies and grounds were spinning.

The red glow in his eyes became extremely dim.

Now and then, he would shake his head violently.

As he walked further away from the bustling and noisy crowds outside the alleyway, Jack's pace became slower and slower, and his body was becoming heavier and heavier.

Through the alleyway behind him, there were only blurred faces and figures of the bustling crowds outside.

Jack's face was still appalling. The nerves and blood vessels on his face bulged, and he was in a dazed state as if he would faint anytime soon.