Chapter 4: Thrashing The Wedding

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Emilio shrugged. "My pure goddess, you probably don't know Hogan and I aren't blood-related." "He's my stepmom's kid, but he's not my father's biological son, and my father has no clue." "I was gonna spill the beans when it was time to split the inheritance, but Hogan died first." "Saved me a lot of hassle. Now all the Mason family fortune is mine!" Jaclyn shook her head. "Emilio, I'm marrying you, not your money." She gently stroked Emilio's face, her eyes full of affection. "It's not just your looks I like. I love how pure you are!" Emilio beamed with joy. The wedding kicked off soon after. With the wedding march playing, Emilio and Jaclyn walked up to the stage hand in hand, acting all lovey-dovey. Representatives from all the major Jaunce forces showed up. Briar Mason and William Johanson, heads of the two families, sat front and center. With these two top families joining forces in Jaunce, nobody would dare mess with them. Boom! Suddenly, four huge shadows came crashing down from above, landing with a thud. Everyone was stunned. It was four pitch-black coffins, each with a cloth hanging on it, with the names Jaclyn Johanson, Emilio Mason, Briar Mason, and William Johanson written on them. "Who the hell has the guts to send coffins to these four?" everyone muttered in shock. All eyes turned to the entrance, where a tall, imposing young man strolled in, hands in his pockets, dressed in a black suit. He had a buzz cut and a sharp face, his cold, dark eyes locked onto Jaclyn and Emilio on stage with a murderous glare. "Carlos Carroll!" someone yelled. Wasn't he the Carroll family heir who was supposed to have drowned years ago? Jaclyn stared at Carlos in disbelief. "You're alive!" Emilio was just as shocked. "Holy shit! We stabbed you, and you even jumped into the river. How are you still alive? You are impossible to kill! Since you showed up, I'll take your life as my wedding present!" Briar Mason and William Johanson shot to their feet in shock. None of them had ever expected any Carrolls to be still alive. Briar yelled, "Get him! How dare he bring coffins on the Mason family's big day? I'll whip him to death with the Lightning Whip!" A huge, mean-looking guy stepped out. It was Marco Mason. Three years ago, he gouged out Carlos's uncle's eyes. Marco sneered, "You little punk, I took your uncle's eyes. Today I'll feed yours to the dogs!" Marco lunged forward, using his signature Eagle Claw Technique, his fingers shooting straight for Carlos's eyes. Smack! Carlos grabbed Marco's hand and, with a sickening crunch, crushed it on the spot. Then, with one quick move, he jammed his fingers right into Marco's eyes. "Ahhh!" Marco howled in agony, blood gushing as Carlos yanked out both his eyeballs and chucked them to a dog at the door, who gulped them down. The crowd's scalps tingled, goosebumps everywhere. Some women even felt their heads go numb from fear. Crack! While everyone stared in shock, Carlos snapped Marco's neck. "You killed my brother, now I'll kill you!" Jenna Mason, Marco's older sister, stepped up. Her eyes were cold and full of killing intent. She was also a martial artist, wielding a wicked, sharp short sword. She once cut out the hearts of Carlos's aunt and two kids. "Jenna, I'm gonna do the same to you!" Carlos's eyes were blood-red. He stepped up, hand like a knife, and stabbed it right into Jenna's chest. Buttons popped, blood sprayed, soaking her bra. With a squelch, Carlos yanked out her heart. "Go kneel and apologize to my aunt in hell!" he snarled, crushing her heart into a bloody mist right before her stunned eyes. The spectators recoiled in disbelief at Carlos's brutality. But thinking back, the Mason and Johanson families did the same to the Carrolls. It was only karma coming back to bite them. Emilio stepped forward, glaring at Carlos, teeth clenched. "Three years ago, you escaped. Today, I'll kill you on my wedding day! I, Emilio Mason, will always trample you underfoot!" "I took your assets and woman because I'm an elite martial artist!" "Elite martial artist, my ass!" Carlos sneered, popping up in front of Emilio in a flash and smacking him so hard he saw stars. Carlos tapped a few acupoints on Emilio with a smirk. "You want Jaclyn so bad? I'll give you something way more exciting!" Then he kicked Emilio toward the entrance, setting off the acupoint effect. Suddenly, Emilio felt as though he was burning up, his desire out of control. With green light flashing in his eyes, he stared at a chubby woman nearby and yelled, "I'm coming for you!" The woman ran for her life, cussing him out. All women freaked out and ran in every direction, even Jaclyn bolted far away. Unable to hold back, Emilio started humping a dog. It was so nasty, no one dared watch. "That's so gross!" "I'm gonna puke!" some women cried, but they still whipped out their phones to record the whole thing. They'd have plenty of material for their Insta stories today.

Chapter 4: Thrashing The Wedding

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