Chapter 183

Chapter 0183

“Before we get some help for Yaser, though...”

Alexander’s gaze darkened as retracted his fingers slowly. He glanced at the thugs and said in a growl, “Tell me, how do you

guys want to die?”

Jason was a little stunned. He gritted his teeth. “Don’t think you could be cocky just because you could fight, dude. My cousin

is...

Alexander did not even give him the chance to finish his sentence. He moved swiftly and struck.

In less than half a second, he attacked nine times.

Jason and the other eight thugs only sensed a blurry figure before flying backward. Some crashed into the entrance of Youphoria

Nightclub. Some crashed into lamp poles nearby. Some crashed into the walls like Byron.

The nine of them were taken down even before they could sense Alexander’s movements.

“Yaser has to be sent to the hospital now.” Alexander ignored the thugs and lifted Yaser. He headed quickly into the Porsche and

yelled, “Coral, girls, get in the car!”

Dumbstruck, Coral and the girls quickly ran over and squeezed into the Porsche.

Coral’s heart was pounding wildly when she looked at Alexander in the driver’s seat.

Was this the so-called loser, good-for-nothing retired veteran? What nonsense!

Alexander was superhuman. He was a monster! He was not human at all!

“Buckle your seatbelts, and sit tight.”

Alexander slammed the gas pedal. The tires screeched loudly against the road and shot forth.

About 20 minutes later...

“Ugh... This hurts like a damn truck.” Byron, by the entrance of the Youphoria Nightclub, opened his eyes and slowly crawled

over to Jason. He gasped and said, “B-Boss! Wake up!”

A few minutes later, Jason slowly opened his eyes. His body twitched in pain.

It hurt terribly. His bones felt like they were about to crack! He sat on the floor, gasping for air. He thought back about the scene

that just happened and ground his teeth, fuming.

That man was way too cruel, flying out from the Porsche and punching them all off. He was so quick that no

one could see him!

“B-Boss.” Byron held Jason’s arm and got up with difficulty. His face paled. “That man is way too powerful! None of us are a

match for him! I think we should just call it off...”

“Call it off? Admit defeat?” Jason’s eyes gleamed maliciously. He gritted his teeth. “Who in Woolpackton would

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me, no matter how strong that man is, he’d still have to kneel and beg for forgiveness!”

Cousin?

Byron’s eyes brightened and gleamed excitedly,

That man might be strong, but Jason’s cousin was the heir to the Youphoria Nightclub, the famous Prince.

“Bro!” Jason took his phone out and dialed his cousin’s number. “Someone got to me. He drove a Porschel He

even kicked Byron and sent him flying! We're no match!”

The Prince was silent for a while before saying, “Where is he?”

“Well...” Taken aback, Jason then said with gritted teeth, “I’m guessing he’s most likely heading to the hospital. Byron had hurt

one of his people. Internal bleeding. They'll surely head to the hospital!”

“Okay.” The Prince said silently. His voice was as cold and sharp as a blade. “I don’t care which hospital they have gone to; I'll

find out where they are in less than 3 minutes. I don’t care who they are. The consequences for offending the Lind family will only

be death!”