Jacob from the Dark Realm Returns

Chapter 34: Are You Looking for Me?

“How is that possible?” A sniper with the nickname “scorpion” was lying in ambush at the rooftop of a

tall building and he was bestowed the title of a sharpshooter in the Bloodlust Mercenary Group. He was

not too surprised that someone could dodge the bullet of a sniper rifle. After all, their boss, Alexander

was not a human and as long as he was ready, he could dodge the bullet too.

But, it was only when he was alone. It was unheard that someone could actually dodge the bullet when

his movement was restricted due to carrying a woman. He was indeed a formidable guy who had

defeated Alexander.

“You can dodge the bullet once and twice while carrying a woman, but I doubt you could dodge it ten or

hundred times.” An excited smile broke on Scorpion’s lips. He could only truly get that sense of

accomplishment when he managed to take down a person like him. Furthermore, if he was able to take

Jacob down, he would be the king of the Bloodlust Mercenaries.

Alexander who was destroyed by Jacob had collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud and he was

already a dead man to him. He had had enough of Alexander who was a blood-sucking lunatic. After

he had taken down Jacob, he would kill Alexander and brought his head back to the mercenaries’. The

members would be elated to see him die, and after that, he would become the new king of the © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

mercenaries as the one who defeated Alexander! Scorpion felt a thrill when he thought about that and

he secretly thanked Jacob.

“To express my gratitude, I’ll let you die faster, and let your woman accompany you to the afterlife!” He

targeted at Jacob and pulled the trigger once again. He made effort to adjust his state to the best and

gave a few shots at any place that Jacob could dodge so no matter how fast he was or to which place

he dodged, there would always be one bullet waiting for him. Scorpion let out a smile as if he could

already see the bullet lodging in his body.

Yet to his surprise, he noticed through his riflescope that Jacob not only did not dodge, he was looking

at his direction with a level expression and his lips moved, speaking one word. Die. It was obvious that

nothing was going to change when he said that, but Scorpion seemed to have sensed the waking up of

a demon. The monstrous evil spirit was roaming the world and the darkness was going to fall! This

inexplicable feeling made him shudder, and to his horror, he realized Jacob had disappeared! He

seemed to have disappeared at the blink of an eye and all the bullets he shot did not get him.

“What’s going on? Where is him?” Scorpion quickly searched for him through his riflescope. It was the

first time he saw someone vanished into thin air. Yet no matter how he searched, he could not find

Jacob at all. No, it’s not right. Cold sweats broke out on his forehead and experience told him he should

leave where he stayed immediately. He wanted to stand up at once. It was okay to not accomplish the

mission and he had to retreat the moment he sensed danger and abnormalities. It was one of the

important reasons he was able to survive until now.

Yet just as he was standing up, a voice with murderous intention came from behind. “Are you looking

for me?” Scorpion’s movement froze. He gave up the heavy sniper gun and rolled, jerking out the pistol

from his waist and relying on his primitive instinct, shot several times behind without even looking.

Every action he did was as smooth and natural as river flow.

Yet when the sound of gunshots disappeared, a shadow slowly loomed before him. “Do you have any

other trick to use?” Scorpion stared at the comer in complete disbelief. How did he find his position?

And how did he reach here so quickly? He could not help but swallow some saliva and his eyes were

filled with horror.

He was a sharpshooter. He was good as a sniper and his agility was not bad. Even if he had quitted

being a sniper, he would still be a brilliant mercenary. Yet he could not have a single urge to fight when

he encountered Jacob. Their boss, Alexander had enjoyed torturing and killing them for fun. Or else,

they would not possibly endure his behaviour and serve him cautiously without uttering a hateful word.

Yet the man before him was the one that could even defeat Alexander!

“If you have no more tricks to use, then die!” Jacob walked towards him slowly and made the final

judgement. Scorpion knew he could not defeat him, yet he could not wait to be killed too. He instantly

leaped and flipped, not to fight him, but to turn and run away. He almost put all his strength and

squeezed out every potential he had on escaping. He achieved the maximum speed during his lifetime

of running to escape.

Yet a cruel voice rang beside his ear as if someone was speaking beside his ear. “The Hansen family

you’re serving, your young master Glen Hansen, just because he has kidnapped my woman and

wanted to lay hands on her, therefore even though he has not done anything, he’s dead. And you, have

committed an unforgivable crime, therefore you’re going to have to suffer thousand and million times

more and die in agony. I’ve sentenced you to death and you could not run away from it.”

The words of the emperor of the dark realm were final and the death was certain, therefore escaping

was pointless. Scorpion turned back and he almost lost his soul due to fright. No matter how fast he

ran, Jacob was following him like his own shadow. He then felt a shudder and he shrieked when the

excruciating agony invaded him.

…

A small mountain villa lied at the rural area of the Riverside City was where the Hansen family stayed.

Although it had been late at night, the house was still ablaze with lights and no one was asleep. Every

vital person in the Hansen family had been gathered in Carlton Hansen’s villa’s main hall. Yet there was

not a single trace of noise and bustling with all of the people gathered at the same spot and silence

prevailed over the hall instead.

“Big brother, I think it’s time. We shall be ready and tonight, we’ll make that boy a sacrifice for Glen to

let him rest in peace!” After a moment of silence, a fat guy who was sitting on a sofa spoke to an

apathetic middle-aged man who was sitting on the main seat. The middle-aged man was Carlton

himself, the ruler of the Hansen family for this generation. “Father, we have to use Jacob Reyes’s head

for brother’s memorial!” A young man, who looked decorous with glasses on and was sitting below,

spoke. His eyes were filled with sorrow yet were hidden with an indiscernible trace of excitement.

“Any news received now?” Carlton who was sitting at the main seat finally asked. “Not yet, but with

Alexander Byron and his Bloodlust Mercenaries, the mission would be accomplished without a single

blunder.”

“Yes. After all, Byron is the ace of the masterstroke phase in martial art, and it has been years when he

enters the phase. Even if that fellow is an ace in the phase too, he would never match Byron.”

“Plus, besides him, there’s also his sniper Scorpion. He’s a famous sharpshooter among the

mercenaries and he definitely won’t make a mistake!” The other members of the family spoke one after

the other while Abbott who was among the crowd was portraying a bitter expression because the

impression Jacob gave him was too deep. There was only one word he could describe Jacob if he was

asked to. Fear. Or maybe another. Demon. The way Jacob addressed himself.

Abbott would still shiver until now whenever he remembered Jacob’s horrifying doings. He was only

one step behind towards the masterstroke phase, yet he did not even dare to oppose Jacob when he

was in front of him. If Jacob was not too young and he possessed the aura special to a virtuoso, he

would undoubtedly think he was a virtuoso. Therefore, even if Alexander did not have any more

opponents in the masterstroke phase, he was still not assured that he could definitely defeat Jacob.

He wanted to advise Carlton not to seek vengeance as it was Glen’s fault in the first place after all that

he wanted to lay hands on Jacob’s wife and killed him. Jacob only killed Glen and made them an offer.

It was already a bliss that he did not look for the Hansen family’s trouble. Yet Abbott knew Carlton

would not listen to him.

From another perspective, if he was at Carlton’s place, his son had been killed and an amount of

money was extorted from the family, it would be impossible for him to endure those too. First was to

seek vengeance for the son due to love, the other would be to defend the family honor from being

defiled at all cost. Abbott sighed. He hoped that Alexander could defeat Jacob.

A commotion was heard outside all of a sudden. A butler-looking man rushed into the main hall with a

panic look. “What’s going on?” Aloofness flashed across Carlton’s face. The butler had acted all

panicky and lacked decorum, it seemed like it was time to get a new one. “A…Alexander Byron has

come back.” The butler spoke with a slight stammer. “Finally, I told you it’s going to be no problem.”

Someone in the hall stood up when the words were heard, and Carlton’s aloof expression seemed to

be slightly alleviated.

“Tonight, we use Jacob Reye’s head for my son’s memorial!” Carlton stood up too and he was ready to

lead the crowd to the outside to welcome Alexander. Yet more sweat appeared on the butler’s forehead

and he then realized due to horror, he did not manage to say it clear. He quickly spoke. “N…No,

Alexander Byron does come back, b…but, it’s his corpse…”