Chapter 213 Unable to Tolerate

Without wasting any more words, Daniel flicked the shell of the lobster in his hand.

Whoosh!

The shell zipped towards Alexander’s face, making a sharp ‘slap’ as it struck him. It was almost like

Daniel had given him a harsh slap, swelling his face up in an instant.

Alexander was not only stunned but also livid. Never before had he been slapped across the face,

let alone by a lobster shell. Although the hit itself wasn’t particularly painful, the humiliation was

severe. This was something Alexander found utterly intolerable.

His eyes nearly spitting fire, Alexander glared at Daniel and roared with a pointing finger, “You dare

slap my face with a lobster shell?”

“Have you gone daft from hanging around Beardog too much? Why ask such a foolish question?”

Daniel replied, and without pausing, he flicked another lobster shell.

Whoosh!

Like an arrow slicing through the air, the shell flew straight towards the other side of Alexander’s

face.

Slap!

Accompanied by a clear, pleasing sound, the other half of Alexander’s face swelled up, achieving a

sort of symmetry. No longer was one side swollen and the other not.

Alexander was shaken again. He couldn’t believe that Daniel had the audacity not only to hit him

once but to do so a second time. Alexander felt that Daniel had no idea who he was dealing with.

He was determined to make Daniel regret ever crossing his path.

“You’re looking for death!” Alexander bellowed, charging towards Daniel with raised fists. But before

he could even take a step, Daniel sent another lobster shell flying.

Slap!

This time, it struck Alexander right on the nose. Warm blood instantly began gushing from his

nostrils.

Whoosh!

Yet another shell flew, hitting Alexander on the shin. Pain shot through him, and his knees buckled,

causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

“Hey, what’s all this, then? Kneeling down to pay respect to me? Are you trying to show your

gratitude for me educating you about our differences with a lobster shell?” Daniel taunted while

nonchalantly enjoying his lobster.

Humiliated once more, Alexander could no longer contain his fury. Gritting his teeth against the

pain, he stood up and turned to the club members behind him, barking an order.

"Bros, get him! Take out this country boy!"

At his command, the club members surged forward in attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

Without even standing up, Daniel flung lobster shells at his assailants, sending the group out to

storm him flying through the air. They landed hard, rolling in agony on the ground, screaming in

pain. Daniel’s throw was light, but these club members had such poor resistance that even the

gentle hits caused them immense suffering.

Daniel estimated that it would take at least three months for them to get out of bed, ensuring that

they'd be no trouble for the foreseeable future.

Daniel had laid out several Black Panther Club members without even rising from his seat? Daniel

was proving to be far too powerful.

Was Daniel too manly?

Amelia, who was already favorably disposed towards Daniel, now found herself almost crazily

infatuated.