I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 42

Chapter 42 The Young Stranger

Jonathan was incredibly thick-skinned. He looked at Jessica and chuckled. “I wasn’t doing anything. How can I do something when there are so many people around?”

“You liar,” Jessica spat. “Did you molest her?”

Jonathan instantly exclaimed, “Do I really look that shameless?”

“Yes!” Amber, Yasmin, and Jessica all shouted in unison.

Hearing their reply, Jonathan rubbed his nose dejectedly. “You’re all just jealous that I didn’t molest you instead.”

“Go to hell,” Jessica scoffed.

Even though the three ladies were quarreling with Jonathan, they were still very worried about him. Yasmin said, “How should we help you, Jonathan?” She knew that Jonathan would not beg for forgiveness. Therefore, she scrapped that idea.

Everyone was well aware of that too.

Jonathan recomposed himself and looked at all three of them. “You don’t need to help me. I have my own ways,” he reassured them.

Amber immediately warned him, “You’re not allowed to do anything illegal.”

Jonathan looked at Amber. “Captain Johnson, could you help me with something?”

Amber nodded. “As long as it isn’t anything illegal, I will do my best,” she promised.

Jonathan laughed. “I know you will always uphold the law. I will never ask you to do anything illegal. But I do know that you hold quite some power, so please bring Yasmin, Jessy, and Jennifer to a safe place to stay for a while.”

Both Yasmin and Jessica were startled at his words.

Amber was shocked too. “What do you mean? Is Leonardo going to target them?”

However, Jonathan did not plan on explaining himself. “We just have to be careful. It would be best if you could bring them to your elders. But your elder must be a high-ranking official,” he instructed.

Amber’s gaze darkened. “All right, I’ll do that.” She knew that Jonathan was saying that for a reason, even though he was pretty careless at times. To be honest, he was actually very knowledgeable.

Soon after, the three girls left.

Next, it was Morgan and Polly who came to visit Jonathan.

The first thing Morgan did when he saw Jonathan was to bow at him. “I apologize, Jonathan. You’ve been brought into this mess because of Jessy and the others.”

Jonathan was shocked at Morgan’s sudden action. He quickly brought his hands up to stop the latter and said, “Master Hayes, it’s all right. I brought this upon myself, not because of anyone else.”

Morgan observed Jonathan. He instantly saw the difference between Jonathan and Leonardo.

Obviously, both men were excellent young individuals.

However, Leonardo was cold and merciless. Although he looked polite on the outside, he was incredibly pompous on the inside.

On the other hand, Jonathan was someone who did not bother about trifles and had always been very carefree. However, deep down, he was a righteous and generous person.

If Morgan had to choose one of them to be his friend, he would select someone like Jonathan without hesitation.

Polly stood at the side and said, “After this, Leonardo would definitely put you into jail. Once the assassination loses its influence, he will certainly execute you. How do you plan on dealing with this, Jonathan?

Jonathan looked at Polly. “You don’t have to worry about me. Soon after, I will make my move on Leonardo. So please take care of yourselves. I don’t want Leonardo to use you guys to threaten me when he’s desperate,” he said with a somber expression.

Both Polly and Morgan looked at him in surprise. “How do you plan on attacking him?” Morgan asked curiously.

“For now, please allow me to keep this information to myself, Master Hayes. The truth will soon reveal itself once it’s done,” Jonathan replied.

Noticing how confident Jonathan was, Morgan nodded. “It is good that you have a plan.”

After that, Polly and Morgan left.

Jonathan sat back down on the bed in the cell. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind— the feeling of kissing Jennifer.

If only we could be together on the bed right now. It would be amazing.

Jonathan started to feel hot and heavy. He wanted to release the heat but instantly decided against it when he saw the security camera mounted onto the wall.

It was nighttime when Amber came back to visit Jonathan.

She was wearing her police uniform, which made her look professional. The bright blue suit made her look smart and charming.

Amber seemed to have loosened up a bit, for she decided to sit down on Jonathan’s bed. She took off her cap, and her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

At that moment, Amber looked gorgeous and enchanting.

Jonathan could not stop staring at her.

The only weakness that man had was women. His cause of death would certainly be caused by females.

Thankfully, Amber did not notice Jonathan’s reaction. “Jonathan, all of the evidence collected so far is not helpful for your case at all. If you end up being called to court, you will definitely be sent to prison. Leonardo paid for the best lawyer in town for Bethany and even managed to form connections with some powerful people. Because of this, you have absolutely no chance of winning, do you understand?” she said in a low voice.

“I understand,” Jonathan responded while looking at Amber.

The latter was slightly taken aback by his nonchalant attitude. “What are your thoughts on this then?” she asked. Jonathan instantly went silent. He knew that Amber was genuinely concerned for him, and he had already thought of her as a good friend. Therefore, Jonathan did not want to lie to her.

However, Amber was a policewoman. She always stood by her principles and was a righteous person. Therefore, Jonathan could not tell her the truth.

For that reason, the only thing Jonathan could do was to remain silent.

Noticing his silence, Amber took a deep breath and asked, “Are you really trying to escape and be a fugitive for the rest of your life?”

“I didn’t do anything wrong. Therefore, I will not just sit in jail for nothing,” Jonathan replied with a somber expression.

“Are you really going to go all out?” Amber asked.

Jonathan did not reply. He did not want to make it very clear.

Amber then continued, “I know that you are a prideful person. But in my opinion, if you’re going to become a fugitive, how can you protect Yasmin? This will haunt you for the rest of your life. Why don’t you just accept your fate for now? As long as you are well, you will be able to return to life as normal.”

Jonathan’s face instantly darkened. He looked at Amber sternly and said in an unfriendly tone, “Are you asking me to apologize to Leonardo?”

Amber’s heart gripped with fear, but she still mustered up the courage to speak. “Just endure it, and then you will be able to have a life of peace. Is it really that hard? Even if you apologize to Leonardo, no one will look down on you for doing it.”

Jonathan got up in a fury. “But I will look down on myself! I’ll let this slide this once because you’re my friend.” He paused before continuing, “If I really am at fault, I will definitely apologize to him. But I’m not.”

Once again, Amber felt the anger radiating off Jonathan. She knew that she would not be able to persuade him no matter what she said.

Jonathan continued, “I can be forgiving and tolerate people. The only thing that I can’t turn a blind eye to is being insulted. I will kill whoever insults me.” He gritted his teeth in anger.

Amber instantly stopped speaking.

She knew that the man in front of her was a fighter. The symbol of a strong fighter was imprinted onto his body.

The man in front of her was a real man.

“I apologize,” Amber muttered before leaving quietly.

No matter what decision Jonathan made, she knew that she could not change his mind. Since the man showed no signs of regret, all Amber could do was respect his decision. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

After Amber left, Jonathan gradually calmed down.

He then lay on his bed.

Jonathan would always remember what his master told him when he learned martial arts.

His master had reminded him that he was a fighter. A fighter was not a politician, so there was no need for so many courtesies. A fighter could be forgiving, but he must not be insulted. A fighter could bleed, but he could not cry. The best weapon a fighter had was his strength, his spirit. Once a fighter admitted defeat, became weak, or even cried, his spirit would disappear. As a result, the fighter’s punches would never be strong anymore. The spirit was the most vital to a being. As long as a person had their spirit, they would live.

Jonathan’s master was the person he respected the most. Therefore, no matter how many hardships he went through, Jonathan never bowed down to anyone for the rest of his life. Moreover, he had never become weak.

He had been a man struggling in a foreign country. Jonathan had slept under bridges with homeless people, and he had been penniless. Even though when he was going through all that, he had never lost hope. Jonathan never gave up.

That night, he closed his eyes as he lay on the bed, feeling all sorts of emotions. This was because he had remembered his master.

Where are you, Master?

After a while, many memories flooded Jonathan’s mind.

They were all images of when he was overseas. Blood had been pouring from the sky. Jonathan and his friends marched through mountains of corpses and waded through rivers of blood. There was shouting, yelling, and sounds of cannons erupting.

Jonathan’s eyes sprung wide open as he chuckled coldly. Oh, Leonardo. When I was killing men, you were still playing in the sand. Do you think that you can kill me off just like that?

At that moment, Jonathan’s eyes glinted in rage.

To be honest, if it were not for Yasmin and the others, and if it were not for him not wanting his life to be tainted, he would have already made Leonardo pay for what he had done.

When it was four in the morning, the Southern District was eerily quiet.

The main door to the police station was open. The lights that were mounted on the ceiling shone brightly. Many moths were attracted it.

There were five police officers working at the office. They were all looking at the television in boredom. Some were yawning, while some had already dozed off.

There was no air conditioning, only ceiling fans rotating. A clicking sound was heard as they spun.

It was at that time when a young man appeared at the door, all dressed in black.

From the looks of it, he was about eighteen years of age. He had a buzz cut and a handsome but emotionless face. He looked like he was void of all emotions.

Before his appearance, the place was humid and hot from summer. However, the moment the strange young man appeared, the atmosphere turned cold.

It was as if the temperature had suddenly dropped.