Carnal Immortal

Arvil didn't need much.

Once Claressa blabbed Amon's name out, Arvil didn't need much.

He let his team loose in search of Amon, and within hours, he had something.

"Tell me, what did you find?" Arvil asks as his back turned to a man in a black suit, wearing black shades, tall, short black hair, clean shave, looks like an ex-military guy.

"And my men run background checks on him. Nothing came up. His files are under restrictions," the man says.

Arvil frowns. "Anything else?" He asks. "He works as a teacher at the university," the man says. "That's it?" Arvil questions. "That's it. Nothing on his past, he is a ghost," the man in black says.

As someone who has done this type of job for multiple people in his life, the man in black has a lot of experience, and something tells him this one might not be as easy as it looks.

"Why would a teacher's information be under restrictions?" Arvil asks.

"I thought the same, contacted some of my guys inside, even they couldn't get in," the man in black says.

"Well, it doesn't matter; that man messed with my daughter. I want you to bring him to me," Arvil says.

The man in black frowns, but doesn't deny the request. He is paid to do his job, and that's to do whatever the guy who is paying him tells him to do.

Even though something doesn't feel right, he believes in his skill and experience to figure it out.

"I am on it," the man in black says, and exits the office. On his way, he checks out the secretary as she seems to be trying to make her breasts look big while looking into her small hand mirror.

'Wish I had a desk job and a hot slut as a secretary to fuck with... Too bad I don't have it in me to do desk jobs,' the man thinks and leaves.

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Gordo is sitting in the passenger seat as one of his men drives towards the university. Since Arvil told him to bring the teacher, he is going to do just that.

But since Gordo feels something's office, he brought some extra help along with him. In the back seat, two massive, muscular eyes are sitting with a black expression on their face.

Juiced up to the gills with massive muscle, both tall, strong, and intimidating, ready to fuck up anyone who will stand in their way.

Their car drives onto the school campus. The front of the school is empty as classes are still going on.

They park the car in the visitors' area and get out. As soon as they do, a few students who are outside the school building immediately take notice of them because of their clothes and how they look.

When men like this come knocking on your door, everyone knows something is going on.

They all think these men are here because of the recent predatory principal case, which is the biggest news in the city right now.

After the principal bust, over a hundred high-end names have been taken in by police and charged with a shit ton of cases.

The school and university have now become a very frequent place for police officers to walk in and out of, and the students are getting used to it.

But seeing men completely dressed in black while towering over the rest of the masses is still an extremely rare sight.

The four men march into the school, getting everyone's attention as they walk down the hall.

The teachers and students wonder who they are, but none dare to approach them, especially after seeing to massive men walking in the back.

They arrive before Amon's office.

Gordo looks around and sees a bunch of eyes on him, but he doesn't care. He knocks on the door.

"Come in," He hears a powerful voice from the inside.

Gordo looks at his men and then pushes open the door.

They walk in and see a very handsome, tall, muscular man lying back on his chair and his legs up on a desk, and a smile on his face.

"Who are you bunch, and what can I do for you?" Amon asks with a smile.

Gordo looks at Amon, his sharp eyes see how relaxed he is, even in the presence of four very intimidating-looking men, which makes Gordo realize that Amon is really not worried.

'He is either very confident that he is in control of the situation, or he is really stupid.' Gordo thinks.

"Mr. Amon, I work for Arvil Black. You are dating his daughter, Claressa Black. He has asked for your presence," Gordo says.

He decides to keep this civilized. Maybe Amon will come willingly, and he doesn't have to use force.

"Oh, you are Black's men? Well, go and tell him, I'm busy. If he wants to talk, he can come to me," Amon says with a cheeky smile.

Gordo frowns. 'Looks like I will have to use some force,' He thinks.

"Please, Mr. Amon, I am asking kindly, don't make this hard on yourself. You don't need to get hurt," Gordo says. His voice calm and soft as possible.

Amon chuckles, puts his legs down, and gets back on his feet.

He puts his hand in his pants' pockets and walks up to the group of men.

Since Amon is about two inches taller than Gordo, he doesn't have to look down on him like he does on others.

"I think you have it all wrong. Gordo," Amon says, smiling.

Gordo's eyes widen as he has never introduced himself to Amon, so how did Amon know his name?

"And those big as gorillas behind you, won't be of much help," Amon says, his smile never leaving his face.

Gordo frowns.

"Mr. Amon, look. You might think you are tough, but trust me, no one survives a four-on-one fight. You will get hurt, and that too pretty bad. I do not want to do that. You are dating my boss's daughter. I do not want to get on Miss Claressa's bad side. Please come with us without causing any trouble," Gordo says.

Amon smiles and shakes his head.

"Na. I don't wanna. You see, I am too lazy. Tell him to come meet me here," Amon says and turns his back away to go back to his chair.

Gordo sighs, seeing Amon not cooperating.

He realizes he needs to force Amon into it. He gives his men the hand signal to get Amon.

The two big men, standing over six feet eight inches tall and weighing over 200 kgs, make their move. They step forward.

The first guy stops Amon by grabbing his shoulder.

Amon stops, looks at the hand placed on his shoulder, follows the arm up towards the one to whom the arm belongs to and smiles.

"Well, let's get this over with," Amon says, grabs the hand and takes it off his shoulder with ease.

The big man's eyes widen with shock as he feels how effortlessly Amon is moving his hand.

The big man tries to overpower Amon, but he feels as if he is fighting against a hydraulic machine.

Amon suddenly yanks the big man down, dislocating the big man's shoulder in the process. The big man immediately feels intense pain as he comes down to his knees, but before he can even scream, Amon nails a knee to his face, knocking him out.

Seeing this, the other big man takes a very fast swing at Amon. Amon is surprised seeing how fast this big man is. Men of his size usually don't move so fast.

But it's still too slow for Amon; he easily moves his head to the side and delivers an uppercut, knocking the second big man down.

The third guy finally makes his move. He is the smallest of the group, but also the fastest.

He pulls out a switchblade and immediately lunges at Amon, wanting to give Amon some cuts and scare him. He knows the objective is to bring in Amon alive, so he doesn't go for the vital points.

But even if he did, it would be of no use. Amon grabs his wrist, stopping his knife thrust. He then kicks his knee, bringing him down, and then, with a simple palm thrust, which is too fast for the guy to react to, connects to the side of his face and gets knocked out.

With three men down, Amon looks back at Gordo with a smile.

"As I was saying, tell him to come here if he wants to talk to me," Amon says, goes back to his desk, and sits down.

Gordo just stands there watching as he can't believe what he just saw.

These were three of his best men. Two are known for their overwhelming strength and toughness, and one for his speed.

Any one of them is capable of taking on more than ten men under the right conditions. So, for Amon to dispose of them with such ease is not something he expected.

In fact, he doesn't know anyone who can do what Amon just did.

To overpower the big guys and to out-speed his right-hand man, Amon's martial skill is beyond anything Gordo has ever seen. He realizes why he felt something was off about him when he tried to look into him.

A dangerous man like Amon clearly has connections, and that is why his files were restricted.

"It's time for you to leave and tell your boss what happened. And don't worry about them. I just knocked them out. They will be up in a few minutes," Amon says, smiling

Gordo stares at Amon and realizes he has no other option but to listen to Amon unless he wants to end up just like his men.