Chapter 2096
The First Heir
The thick iron rods glinted coldly. One of the men looked at 11 in contempt and said, âI wonât bully you.
If you need a weapon, just say the word.â
âI donât need a weapon to deal with you guys.â 11 crossed his arms and stood there like a sturdy
mountain.
âOh, youâre good at bragging, huh? You dare to kill Young Master Arnell and cripple our brothers. Later,
Iâll let you have a taste of what itâs like to get your limbs broken. Men, charge!â
The man took the lead in waving the iron rod while the other four followed suit.
With a flash, 11 dodged past the swinging iron rod and took the opportunity to grab the manâs arm. He
increased the force in both hands and broke the manâs arms.
âArgh!â
The man let out a miserable cry and immediately felt his body spinning. Instantly, he swapped places
with 11. The brawny man, whose face had distorted, had a look of horror in his eyes. As an
experienced fighter, he had already guessed the situation he was about to face.
Biff, bang, thud!
A series of muffled sounds rang out as the iron bars of the other four hit the brawny manâs back.
The brawny man felt that his ribs and spine had been smashed to pieces. His body broke out in a cold
sweat, and his face scrunched up from the pain.
âIâm dying!â the man screamed hoarsely.
The other four were still looking at him in a stunned daze when 11 had already kicked the brawny
manâs stomach and sent him flying at the four.
When the four scrambled to help the man, 11 took the opportunity to rush out and swing his fist quickly,
hitting the other four men in their faces. A series of miserable screams rang out, and in the blink of an
eye, 11 had knocked the other four to the ground.
After taking care of everything, 11 stepped on the brawny manâs face and said with a smile, âAre you
surprised?â
âWolfman, help me! Iâm dying. Take me to the hospital,â the brawny man said weakly.
A group of sturdy men watching the venue was dumbfounded. Such a clean shot seemed to have only
appeared in movies.
âDamn, it looks awesome. He seems to be better than Wolfman.â
âWith the five of them working together, even Wolfman canât hold out for long. This guy is definitely an
expert.â
âI wonder how long heâs been practicing? If he roams the streets of underground Glenford with those
skills, heâd definitely be a rising star.â
On the side, Wolfmanâs face had turned hideous as he stood next to Carla because his underlings said
that he was not as good as 11, who stood in front of Philip. In fact, Wolfman also knew deep inside that
he was not a match for 11.
âBuddy, you have good skills. Why donât you tell us your title?â Wolfman asked.
This group of people was not that simple. There were still another 11 men and one woman standing on
the spot. Only one man had taken down six of his subordinates in a flash!
This strength was only seen in special combat warriors.
âI donât have a title. People usually call me 11,â 11 said earnestly.
After entering the Shadow Squadron, no one had names. Brian Pascal was his name from long ago,
but few people called him by that now.
Hearing 11âs words, Wolfmanâs face darkened and he said coldly, âMy friend, itâs not right for you to do
this. In Buckingham Palace, you killed the young master of the Arnell family, killed one of my brothers,
and injured five of them. This is deadly enmity! Moreover, Young Master Harrison and the Arnell family
will definitely not let you go. I advise you to obediently give yourselves up!â
At this moment, Philip, who was standing behind 11, pursed his lips and said disdainfully, âFight if you
want or get lost if you donât. Cut the crap.â
âDamn it, is that the proper way to speak to Wolfman?â an underling roared irritably.
Wolfmanâs people had anger in their eyes as they looked at Philip. It seemed as though they wanted to
eat him up.
âSo gutsy, huh? Since you refuse our kind offer, we can only be rude to you!â
Wolfman lifted the steel pipe in his hand and roared. âBeat them to death! We must take them down
before Young Master Harrison arrives!â