Chapter 136
Chapter 136
"His wife, Selena Taylor, is a beauty!" Beside them, Scar laughed coldly after hearing what Ned said. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
"Hey, hey. Does Brother Scar want to play too?" Ned smirked and flattered.
"Never mind, I'm not interested in women!" Scar smiled coldly and looked at Fane. "Young man, I'll
grant your wish and follow you to the abandoned building. Where's the fun if we don't finish you in the
grave you've chosen for yourself?”
"Haha, let's go!" Fane laughed and walked toward the abandoned building.
Scar and the rest followed behind him at a regular pace. They even walked in positions that formed a
half -circular shape to prevent Fane from escaping.
Soon, the group of people entered the abandoned building.
"Young man, how about this. I’ll give you a chance today based on the fact that you have served
Cathysia for five years!"
The group of people surrounded Fane in the middle and Ned smirked and said, "You can call your wife
and ask her to come here. Then, kowtow 100 times, beg me to let you go and sleep with her! I'll let you
go if you do it, how about that?!"
"Yes, yes, yes. So that your daughter won’t have to see our boss and your wife..." Another man with
yellow hair smirked and said.
However, before he could finish speaking, Fane's expression had already darkened. He did not care
what people say about him but he could not tolerate people insulting his wife and daughter.
Fane's movement was very fast. He lunged toward the guy with yellow hair and punched his neck.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bone breaking at the neck could be heard. The man with yellow hair fell on the ground
and stopped breathing.
"I'll kill you first for the words that you speak!"
Fane looked at the body on the floor coldly. His words frightened the people, they could not help but
take one step backward.
Ned and the others who were originally hurt did not dare walk forward. Ned reminded them,
"Everybody b e careful. He is not a simple man, otherwise I wouldn’t request so many people from
Boss Harvey!"
"F*ck his grandmother. Pick up your weapon, go on and kill him!" Scar saw what happened, waved his
hand, and ordered.
"Ah!"
In seconds, more than a dozen people picked up either
watermelon knives or steel pipes and rushed toward
Fane. 1 "Hey, I gave you an option and you refused it, now you’re looking for death!" Ned's eyes were
vicious as h e looked on to the group of people rushing toward Fane.
"You group of useless bastards. You can't fight as front liners but sure are the champions of
backstabbing!” Fane had a scary look in his eyes.
He snatched the watermelon knife from one of them and with a few swoops, several people around him
had cuts on their necks.
Bang, bang, bang!
Seven or eight people near Fane covered their necks and pain was written on their face. One by one,
they fell to the ground and died.
The remaining few saw this scene and were so afraid that they swallowed big mouthfuls of their own
saliva. “F*ck his grandmother, charge!"