Winner Takes All novel Chapter 309

The air immediately seemed like it had congealed.

It was quiet all around. The sun was high in the sky. There was a gentle breeze and the leaves on the trees rustled.

Stomp! Brent suddenly raised his right leg, stomped, and loosened several stones set on the pavement.

Then, under the stunned look of Jack, Brent picked up a stone and threw it at the villa’s door. Under his intense strength, the stone flew with a whizz.

Jack was shocked.

Just as the stone was about to hit the door. There was a sudden change.

Ah!

There was an ear-piercing whistle. The whistle was random and difficult to establish where it came from. But at that instance, the stone split into two and fell onto the ground.

“What’s happening?” Jack’s expression changed drastically and yelled. After he said, his heartbeat pounded as if it was going to jump out of his chest. It was difficult for him to suppress even with his determination.

If Brent didn’t call out to him, he would have already walked over. The height where the stone was sliced in two was at his neck level. In other words, if he had walked over just now, his neck would have been split like the stone and his head would fall to the ground.

After all, his neck was softer than the stone.

He just survived an assassination attempt and now that he was home, even the house door was booby-trapped. There were booby traps everywhere! Jack felt terrified.

He knew that it would be dangerous but he never expected it to turn out this way.

Brent heaved a sigh and looked troubled. He looked carefully around before walking slowly to the door. Jack followed closely behind.

He looked at Brent stopped at the door and both his hands were gently feeling for something in the air. It looked rather amusing had it not been such a serious situation. But Jack was unable to laugh.

“Found it!” Suddenly Brent’s eyebrows twitched.

“What?” Jack frowned and looked at Brent’s right hand which appeared to be pinching something but he couldn’t make out what it was.

Brent smiled and his thumb and pointer twisted gently. Under the sun's rays, a glimmer of light could be seen.

Jack’s heart skipped a beat and he saw a very fine string!

“Master, this is known as fish scale line.” Brent explained slowly, “It’s as fine as a hair and it is extremely tough. It is as sharp as fish scales and can cut through metal and stones. Assassins like to use this for booby traps. This fish scale line is difficult to detect and it isn’t a stretch to say that it can kill without form.”

“Then you…” Jack looked at Brent in shock.

Before Jack asked, Brent pointed to a small tree in the garden and smiled bitterly, “When the Dark Net assassin squad issued out the order, I already made some markings in and outside the villa.”

“I applied some ash on the small tree. Master, have a good look at the ash on the branch, isn’t there a slight gap?”

Jack looked over and ash was evenly applied on the tree branch and when inspected closely, a small mark could indeed be seen. It was perhaps the width of a small finger.

It was unnoticeable unless you looked carefully.

“The booby trap is anchored at the tree.” Brent had a plan and walked towards the tree. He crouched and then leaped like an animal and pushed the branch with a grunt. The leaves started to drift onto the ground.