Wendy believed that Lance used to value Marc greatly.
She might have long since severed her ties with Moses and married someone else, but Marc was still her own flesh and blood after all. She would send people to keep an eye on the Kingstons from time to time and report the situation about Marc to her.
According to the information she had received, Wendy could indeed believe that the Kingstons had treated Marc well in the past twenty years, especially when he slowly grew up and revealed his intelligence and resourcefulness. Among all the Kingston descendants, her son was indeed treated the best.
Lance indeed didn’t lie about it.
Lance had been secretly paying attention to Wendy’s face, and when he saw that she seemed rather calm and didn’t have any other large emotional fluctuations, he continued, “The person who caused all this is that punk named Lucas Gray!
“He suddenly barged into our home with a large group of people, and that punk is so good at martial arts that even all of our top bodyguards and elite experts were completely no match for him! He killed the Kingstons’ most powerful expert with just one move, so I had no choice but to give up Marc and Moses because of his power. I felt terrible too!
“That young man is really powerful. If I had insisted on seeking revenge on him, not only would I have not been able to avenge Moses and Marc, but it would have caused us to suffer even heavier losses! So I’ve been seeking opportunities and external aid for the past couple of days. I’d definitely be more than happy if there’s someone who can help me kill Lucas Gray!”
After speaking, Lance looked at Wendy intently with his eyes full of hope, seemingly trying to invite her to join him in carrying out his plan.
On the one hand, it was because Lance wanted to show Wendy his determination to avenge his son and grandson. On the other hand, he really hoped that he could use the power of the Smiths to help him get rid of Lucas.
Lucas had not only trampled on the pride of the Kingstons by killing lots of their members, but he had even colluded with the Coles from San Francisco and the heads of several other families from Orange County and LA. Since he could threaten the Kingstons’ status, Lance had to get rid of him immediately!
As one of the eight greatest families in the country, the Smiths definitely had that kind of power!
Looking at Lance’s fawning gaze, Wendy pondered for a while before asking, “Is what you said the truth? A young man about the same age as Marc actually had the ability to kill the top expert of the Kingstons?”
“Yes, many of us witnessed it with our own eyes and can testify to it! Lucas’s martial arts skills are terrifying,” Lance hurriedly said, afraid that Wendy would blame him for being cold-blooded and ruthless for not saving Marc from death.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help his grandson and son, but rather, there was nothing he could do because his opponent was too powerful.
Wendy wasn’t foolish.
With her understanding of the Kingstons, they were one of the strongest three giants in California after all, so their expert had definitely been extraordinary.
But even so, the fact that Lucas could kill this expert in one move without resorting to any scheming or dirty trick was enough to show that Lucas’s martial arts skills should be far above that of the Kingstons’ expert!
Is there really such a powerful person in Orange County?
Even in a place like DC, where elite martial artists were everywhere, anyone with such a terrifying level of power would make countless people vie with each other to hire them.
“Master Eli, what do you think of this?” Wendy stayed silent for a long time before asking the middle-aged man standing silently behind her with his aura suppressed to the point of being almost unnoticeable.
Eli was Wendy’s personal bodyguard and an extremely powerful expert of the Smiths. He possessed a considerable amount of strength and power.
Wendy didn’t know much about martial arts, but she reckoned that Eli definitely knew something based on his rich experience.
Eli nodded and suddenly asked Lance, “Mr. Kingston, how strong is your best expert? He’s already dead now, so find me the second best and let me see the difference in strength.”
Lance was stunned for a moment before quickly saying, “Okay, the Kingstons’ previous top expert was named Scarface, who died that day. Our strongest expert now is indeed inferior to Scarface. Shall I ask him to come here now?”
Eli assented while Lance gave instructions for his servant to bring the most powerful expert they had now to the door of the villa.
“Master Eli, Zack is our strongest expert now.” Lance pointed at the young man with a pair of knives in his hands who had an extremely soft physique that seemed rather effeminate.
Ever since Lucas killed Scarface, Lance had quickly recruited this powerful man.
Eli, who now suddenly had an imposing aura despite his very low presence just now, walked toward Zack.
Zack was a little unimpressed at first, but he was instantly shocked by his domineering aura and immediately used his own to resist.
But despite exerting all his aura, Zack still seemed to pale in comparison and was helpless against Eli. His aura was so fragile that it seemed that a slight carelessness would cause him to be devoured.
“Ah!” Under the overwhelming pressure, Zack roared at the top of his lungs. He moved his hands, and the two sharp blades resembling butterfly wings slashed at Eli’s neck and abdomen.
Zack moved very swiftly, and especially since the angles of the two knives were extremely tricky, it required a lot of skill to block the attack.
Facing the sudden and sharp attack, Eli actually remained still in place. In fact, he didn’t even get into the most basic defensive stance.
Only when Zack’s blades were about to reach Eli, and the people around them panicked, did Eli finally and suddenly move!
His hands immediately cut through the air, one upward and one downward.
Ding!
Crack!
The two different sounds filled the air at the same time. Everyone looked over, only to see that Zack’s knives had been blocked by Eli in an instant.
Eli managed to clasp the blade aimed at his neck firmly with his index and middle fingers. He held it so tightly that the blade could no longer move a single millimeter.
Below, Eli smacked away the knife aimed at his abdomen and broke it into pieces with his knife-like palm even though it was made of steel.
The surroundings immediately fell dead silent!
