Chapter 117

“How dare you call me stupid!”

The muscle on Harry’s face twitched before a deranged smile slowly appeared.

He still remembered how strong Alexander was and how defenseless he was against

him. However, he was not alone that day. He brought all the elite fighters from

Province Town. All of them were highly trained in different techniques.

“We'll see who’s the stupid one today.”

Harry gritted his teeth and barked, “Everyone, take him down!”

A total of 24 men, as well as Tony, raised their fists. There was an invisible flow of

current around their fists.

This was the technique that they were most proud of. This technique fortified their fists so much that they could even punch

through a baseball bat.

“Kill him!”

“Twenty of you, get Alexander. The rest deal with George and Ray!”

“Kill them all!”

All of them roared angrily and pounced.

Alexander laughed.

These men moved too slowly. They were no better than hooligans on the streets.

To the Lord of War, they were nothing but puny humans.

“You'd do well to be smarter in the future, Harry,” Alexander said with a smile. Then,

he struck.

He had only taken a step, but he moved so quickly that he vanished. It was as if a wild storm had just passed through all 20 men.

Every one of them received one

punch. No more, no less.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

They could barely even see Alexander. All they saw was a blur when they felt something crushing their chest. They flew

backward and landed in front of Harry.

All 25 of them were on the floor, spitting blood, Their bones were all smashed,

-You... You...” The sight stunned Harry so badly that he trembled in his

wheelchair, his lips quivering.

Alexander was too strong.

Whether it was when they first fought back then at Belmont Hill or at this very

moment, Alexander did not exert his full strength. Instead, he looked extremely

relaxed. His breathing was even. He was not even panting!

“Now do you understand?” Alexander gently clapped. He smiled at Harry. “Killing you will be as easy as killing an ant. Today is

just a lesson. Remember, you're not

welcome here in Ol‘ Mare. Also, don’t mess with my family.”

Then, he waved at George and Ray. “Send them off!”

George and Ray immediately went forward and dragged the men to the gates by their ankles. They put them in a truck parked

outside.

Half an hour later, in the middle of the night, by the side of the highway, the truck stopped and dumped 26 burlap cement sacks

and a broken wheelchair by the side of

the road.

“Help! Help!”

In the sacks were Harry and his men, all covered and choking in cement powder. They yelled and cried for help, wondering if a

kind soul would release them from

the bags.

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