Winner Takes All novel Chapter 826

What the mysterious man said brought relief to Mr. Ward, Brent and Daisy. Indeed… what was worrisome was Jack has a darker side. When he could not vent his frustrations, his pent-up angst would push him towards the darkness. It would do him well to vent out his frustrations.

“Can I go in to see him?” Amber was very worried for Jack.

“Let him be alone for a while. This is his emotional trauma and he needs time to get over it.” Mr. Ward shook his head solemnly and said with regret.

The mysterious man nodded and said, “It’s late, we should all rest. From tomorrow onwards, we need to be extra alert.” He paused for a while and then said sternly, “Based on my assessment, the battle at South Maine had reduced the prowess of the various organizations.” He chuckled and scratched his head and continued, “Perhaps it’s not reduced but when we were able to kill most of the killers who they sent, they had to send more killers who should be arriving soon.”

On hearing, Mr. Ward, Brent, and Daisy’s expressions changed drastically. The atmosphere immediately became tense.

After several seconds of silence, Brent said, “From tomorrow morning, Daisy, Lone Wolf, and I would enhance the security of the bamboo courtyard, inside and outside. We will ensure that the security is airtight.”

“Great!” The mysterious man answered.

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It was late in the night and all was quiet. Most of the city had fallen into slumber and only certain spots of the city were awake and bustling with life.

For example… bars and the underground fight club.

Aiden was the silent owner of the underground fight club and it was rare that he came to this dark and violent place. He was dignified and a person of social class. The underground fight club attracted many unsavory people, many with shady backgrounds and identities. It was not befitting of Aiden’s status to be closely associated with these people.

Even the manager of the underground fight club was extremely surprised to see Aiden.

“Mr. Lott, are you satisfied with tonight’s lineup?” The middle-aged manager gently bowed as he respectfully reported to Aiden.

Aiden placed down the wine glass, brought the cigarette to his mouth, and gently drew a smoke. He held the smoke in his mouth as he looked towards the arena cage. There was a brutal fight going on and each blow was a violent body punch.

The crowd roared each time blood was splattered. Blood, gore, money, death, all were happening in this dark den of thieves.

“What’s that kid’s story? He doesn’t seem to fight well.” Aiden looked at one of the fighters outside the cage.

It was a short man without a shirt on. He was agile but he was weak in terms of strength and fighting skills. He was subdued within a short time by his opponent. Blood covered his chest while his face was swollen and his eyes seemed to be erratic.

To Aiden, this chap seemed to be out of his league and was doomed to lose in all his fights. Though he did not come often to the underground fight club, he had seen enough of such fighters to make the judgment. Furthermore, it was obvious from the way he fought in the arena.

The manager scanned and chuckled, “He isn’t one of our club’s fighters. He is a thief and had built up a reputation for himself on the streets. He loves to gamble and the word on the streets is he has a huge debt. Now the debtors are after him and so he came to our underground fight club to make some money.”

“Fight for money?” Aiden raised his eyebrows and asked, “How much does he owe?”