Chapter 95

Play along?

When the others saw Alexander, including Walter and the other fair-skinned guy, they sneered at him condescendingly.

Who the hell was this guy? Was he trying to get killed?

Their observation senses had been sharpened from years of fighting. From this, the young man looked downright mundane. He

did not have a throbbing vein on his temple, nor any calluses on his knuckles. His muscles were long and slender. He surely did

not have any explosive power at all.

Aperson like that would be dead in just one move.

“Master Ezekiel.” Frank turned to look at Walter, his eyes gleamed murderously. “I don’t care who this kid is. Just get rid of him!

Cripple him!”

Walter snickered. He swept Alexander a cold gaze and sized him up once more, quickly assessing the situation again.

He was certain this kid in front of him was no fighter. How dare he wear ordinary clothes to a fight? Regular clothes were very

restrictive.

Areal fighter either wore loose clothing or shorts and a tank top, or perhaps even shirtless. This made it easier for them to

attack.

Alexander’s temples, muscles, and dressing...

Without a doubt, Walter was sure that Alexander was just pretending to be cool. He was surely not as great as he thought he

was.

After assessing the situation, Walter was relieved. He turned to chuckle at Frank. Don’t worry, Mister Harley. This guy is no threat

at all. I can kill him in just one move!”

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“Hahaha!” Frank cackled arrogantly.

He pointed at George and laughed. “George, is this all you’ve got? I don’t know where you found a stupid young man. Are you

trying to bluff us all?”

Then, he snarled. “I’m going to cut to the chase today. If you don’t want to die, you'll kneel and beg for mercy. Then, you'll

compensate us all for the losses!”

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He continued, “If you choose the hard way, don’t blame me for being merciless. Whether it be Ray or this stupid young kid right

here, I'll have them killed immediately!”

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+15 BONOS

George secretly snickered.

“Ray!” George waved and said to Ray loudly, “Call La Perle right now to prepare all of their signature dishes. We'll head there to

celebrate soon.”

“Understood!” Ray took out his phone and did as told.

“Celebration?” Frank’s bewilderment was quickly replaced with laughter. He laughed so much that his stomach hurt. “Dear, dear

George... I used to think you were a hero. Who knew you were just an idiot?”

Frank’s expression turned murderous. “For your consistent arrogance, George, I'll have today’s lesson beaten down to your

bones!”

The other bigwigs glared at George at the same time. “We offered you a chance to live, but you didn’t take it! Don’t blame us for

being ruthless...”

“Are you guys not finished yet?” Alexander, who had been silent the whole time, no longer wanted to wait. He said calmly, “It’s

late. I want to head home to be with my daughter. Don’t waste my time. Who'll be the first to die?”

“Hahaha!” Frank looked at Alexander once more. He smiled cruelly. “Master Ezekiel, did you hear him? He asks who'll be the

first to die! Mister Severn truly does have an eye to have found such a bold idiot. Master, may I ask you to teach this kid a

lesson?”

Walter moved his arms and did a few stretches. He smiled at Alexander

maliciously. “Sir, since you're here to die, I'll grant you this wish and send you hell!”

He reached his right hand out in a claw shape. This move was known as the Dragon Claw.

“You're too slow.”

At that moment, right when Walter had just reached his right hand out, his pupils constricted.

Alexander was gone.

He moved!