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Sayon, Jones Family.
After delivering his speech, Hans Weiden sat on the throne-like seat with a cold smirk on his face. He looked at White Mitchell with the playful intention of a cat teasing a mouse, filled with disdain.
It was quite clear, from the very beginning, he didnât take White Mitchell seriously.
White Mitchellâs current âsubmissionâ, in his opinion, was foreseeable.
What was to come next was the entertaining scene of him manipulating White Mitchell as he pleased.
With this thought in mind, a cruel smile crept onto Hans Weidenâs face.
Clip-clop!
At that moment, White Mitchell, who had just finished comforting Sherry, moved a couple of steps forward.
The crisp sound his shoes made against the floor carried an unwaveringly calm and confident air.
In that moment, all eyes were on him, and only him.
The members of the Jones Family, as well as Hans, were eager to see White Mitchell kneel and bow before Hans.
However, once White Mitchell stood before Hans, he made no move.
Huh?
The Jones family was taken aback. Old Madam Jonesâ expression darkened in an instant, hurriedly reprimanding, âWhite Mitchell, what are you waiting for? If not for your sake, think about Sherryâs!
Why are you hesitating? Donât forget what you said. You proposed to handle this yourself!â
After finishing her reprimand, Old Madam Jones stared at White Mitchell indifferently.
In response, a hint of amusement surfaced on White Mitchellâs stoic face as he asked, âAre you sure you want me to handle this myself?â
Huh?
The Jones Family was taken aback once more by White Mitchellâs retort, leaving an unsettling feeling creeping into their hearts.
What did he mean by that?
Could it be�
The Jones Family members recalled the scene when White Mitchell had apologized to the Woods Family. His expression now seemed strikingly similar to what it was back then.
Was he thinking of repeating his previous trick?
The mental image of White Mitchell tossing the 200 pounds weighted Finn Woods out of their residence once again resurfaced in the minds of those present.
Whoosh!
Upon recalling this, the faces of the Jones Family members turned grave. Snowden stammered out a warning, âMr. Weiden, watch oâ¦â
However, he hadnât even finished his sentence when White Mitchell had already lifted Hans Weiden, who was seated as leisurely as a fisherman waiting for a bite, off his seat.
Whoosh!
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped, their hearts pounding out of fear.
The next moment, the bodyguards brought by Hans Weiden surrounded White Mitchell at once.
âFuck! Kid, are you courting death? Everyone who messes with me ends up badly. Think carefully before you act!â threatened Hans hooking onto White Mitchellâs collar with a defiant expression.
Meanwhile, the Jones Family reprimanded White Mitchell, âWhite Mitchell! Stop it! Let Mr. Weiden go immediately! Do you even realize what youâre doing?!â
âWhite Mitchell! Youâre a doomed jinx! Youâre fearless, arenât you? Do you fancy another stint in prison?â
âWhite Mitchell, have you gone mad? There is still time to regret your actions. Otherwise, do you think you can survive the wrath of Mr. Weiden?!â
The Jones Family was frantic. If something serious happened to Hans Weiden at their residence, would their family have any peace in the future?
Just now, Hans Weiden stated he would offer an opportunity for cooperation to the Jones Family.
But now that White Mitchell was treating Hans Weiden this way, wouldnât this opportunity for cooperation be lost completely?
With this thought, the Jones Family became even more flustered.
However, itâs almost as if White Mitchell hadnât heard them at all. He chuckled lightly and turned his gaze to Hans Weiden, âAre you threatening me?â
Hans Weidenâs face twisted angrily as he confirmed, âYes, Iâm threatening you! Touch me today and I swear youâll never see another sunrise!
Come on! If you dare, lay a finger on me!
Fuck! You think youâre something because you know some Three-legged Cat Kung Fu? Have you asked around what happens when one messes with me, Hans Weiden, in Sayon? â¦â
Bang!
Before Hans Weiden could finish, White Mitchell slammed Hans to the ground.
A loud sound echoed with the floor breaking apart like a spider web.
Hiss!
Seeing this, everyone around gasped, a chilling fear gripping their hearts.
âAhhh!!!â Hans roared out after being smacked onto the ground. He cried out, âKill him! Kill him for me!
Fuck! Do it! Everyone, attack! If he dies, I will take responsibility!!!â
Boom!
Upon hearing Hansâ roar, the bodyguards did not dare to delay any further and immediately charged towards White Mitchell.
White Mitchell swiftly turned around, the essence of many bloody battles reflected in his eyes, âGet lost!!!â
In the next moment, White Mitchell kicked one of the bodyguards right at him.
With a thud, a loud roar reverberated as the guard was flung at a few others.
But it didnât stop there, he was thrown right out of the room.
Whoosh!
Witnessing White Mitchellâs raw power, the Jones Family was left in shock, their faces reflecting their immense disbelief.
Itâs over!
The Jones Family was done for!
While the Jones family was left speechless from fright, White Mitchell swiftly tossed all the bodyguards brought by Hans, out of the living room door.
Every single one of these guards, looking sturdy and daunting, were piled up like dead dogs in the Jones Family yard.
Hans, who saw this, was left in disbelief.
He knew these guards. They were retiree elites of the Wubu Flying Tiger Guard, each capable of taking on ten opponents at once.
However, such capable guards were all unable to land a single blow on White Mitchell. All ten of them.
How strong was this White Mitchell, exactly?
Why was he so powerful?
Hansâs eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at White Mitchell. A sense of dread slowly began crawling into his heart, growing stronger by the moment!
In the end, Hans Weiden felt such an intense tremble that even his voice quivered, âYou⦠donât dare disrespect me, my⦠family, the Weidenâs have connections in the Wubu Flying Tiger Guard, if youâ¦
If you kill me, youâll spend the rest of your life in prison!
I warn you! Leave now if you have any sense, otherwiseâ¦â