âWhereâs that person?â
Alex glanced at these people. None of them were not up to standard, they were all third rate fighters.
To say that they were third rate fighters was just flattery. If they were to be placed in Thousand Miles
Conglomerate, they would have the identities of ordinary hired thugs, a bunch of unremarkable minions
who could be killed easily with just a glance from Alex.
However, he could not see any person in charge among these people.
The guy who spoke had blond hair. He thought he could trample others underfoot, so he said with a
chuckle, âThe person, who wants to see you, has a lofty status. Why would he come to this kind of
place to personally meet an insignificant person like you? Alright, enough with the idle chatter. Come
with us now. It wonât be good for you if youâre late.â
Alex shook his head. âIâm not free! You can go back to your master and tell him that he has to come
here if he wants to meet me. Itâs pointless for him to send a few lap dogs over here.â
With a furious expression, the blond guy threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground. âYou dare to
refuse my gentle offer in favor of rough treatment? Brothers, go. Break his damn legs first so that he
canât even act like a dog.â
The group of people immediately rushed toward them.
Phoebe took a step forward. To their surprise, she stood in front of Alex and yelled in a delicate voice,
âStop!â
The blond guy sneered, âMiss Larsen, weâre not here to capture you. You can go now.â
Phoebe snarled, âSince you know my identity, you still dare to capture my friend?â
The blend guy sneered once more, âMiss Larsen, thereâs a saying that goes, a powerful person who
has lost his power would become even more inferior than common folk. Itâs hard to say if your father
could live till tomorrow, yet youâre in the mood to date a man? If youâre tactful, hurry and go now. Donât
make my brothers here upset. When someone accidentally r*pes you later, you wonât know where to go
to cry even if you want to.â
âYouâ¦â
Phoebeâs chest heaved as she did not expect these people to be so arrogant. âTell me, is the master
behind you Easton Zimmer?â
âWonât you know when you go there later? Alright, Iâm too lazy to explain now. I just want to hear the
sound of broken legs. Go now! What are you people waiting for?â
Someone next to him said, âBoss, we canât make a move on this lady! Sheâs blocking the wayâ¦â
âF*ck, are you a blockhead? If sheâs blocking the way, canât you just move her away? What are your
hands for?â
The blond guy foul mouthed and raised his hand, grabbing the clothes on Phoebeâs chest. Of course,
these people were brought by Easton. The blond guy was called David.
Phoebe was the woman wanted by Easton. David dared not make advances at her, but it was not a
problem for him at all to seize the opportunity to grope her or take advantage of her.
However, just when his hand was about to touch Phoebeâs chest, a sudden burst of energy swept
across the blond guyâs wrist like a light of blade that broke into the dawn.
Poof!
The blond guyâs wrist as well as its base were cut off at once.
Blood gushed out and instantly splashed on Phoebeâs chest.
âAhh!â
âYou, you⦠What are you doing?! Itâs so disgusting!â
Phoebe let out a scream. She consecutively stepped backward while shouting toward Alex.
The one who did that was naturally Alex. He was taken aback for a brief moment. Never did he expect
that the result would be like this. He gently sighed in his heart. If he only he could have Aunt
Rockefellerâs fire attribute spiritual power. The energy would only pass through his wrist and leave a
burn without splashing any blood. That would be clean and neat.
He hurriedly took a roll of paper towel from the supermarketâs shopping cart. It was the daily
necessities that he bought earlier.
Then, he quickly helped Phoebe to wipe the blood away. After using more than a dozen pieces of
paper towel consecutively, the blood on her chest was wiped clean.
However, Phoebeâs body was stiff and motionless. She felt agitated. Earlier, her chest was already
trembling violently. Just how many times had she been groped?
âItâs clean. Go back and wash those from your clothes!â
Alex said with a sense of accomplishment. He raised his head and looked at the womanâs expression.
She seemed like a wild beast that was about to devour people.
âYou⦠You did it on purpose!â She screamed.
âI didnât do it on purpose,â Alex retorted innocently, seemingly aggrieved.
âYou did!â
âI didnât!â
âAahhh! My hand, my hand!â
At this moment, the blond guy finally reacted, holding his severed hand while howling loudly.
Meanwhile, his few subordinates were shocked. No one could clearly tell how their bossâs hand was
broken.
âWhat are you screaming for?â Alex kicked the blond guy to the ground. âI was wronged because of
your hand. Iâll break both your legs so that youâll learn the lesson.â
Having that said, with two crack sounds, he stepped on the blond guyâs legs and broke them.
âAhh! Ahh!â
The blond guy screamed again. âH-how dare you to step on my legs and break them?â