"I have already tolerated you enough. But it seems that you want to beat you up sooner than I planned to." Jack said after he had easily broken one of Wilson's hands that was pointing towards Samantha.
"Aargh!"
Wilson scread in agony, as he looked at Jack who was still holding his hand in horror. At the sa ti, even the manager of the horse racing track was also surprised by Jack's move.
"You! How dare you injure my brother?!" At this ti, Clinton angrily scread at Jack, as his expression was one of disbelief. Just like everyone else, he had never believed that Jack was actually capable of making a move on Wilson.
At this mont, they didn't even bother to think about how it was possible for Jack to easily snap Wilson's hand with a single hand.
Jack did not respond to any of the shouts, but still focused on Wilson and continued asking, "What do you take for? Do you think that I am supposed to be here, listening to your orders? And, what do you take my woman for? An item that you can make decisions for?"
The more Jack spoke, the more angry his expression beca. Before Wilson could even reply, Jack kicked him on the chest once again.
Bam!
Wilson landed on the ground heavily, as he scread once again. He could feel that so of his rib bones had been broken by the kick. The pain that he was undergoing at that mont was inhumane to him.
Clinton could not tolerate anymore, and imdiately rushed towards his brother. But, there was nothing that he could do. He looked around, and focused his gaze on the youths that had been together with him.
Then he shouted agitatedly, "What the f*ck are you standing there for? Don't you see that my brother is injured? Get here right now and help take him to the hospital!"
The group of youths shuddered when they had his words. At the sa ti, each and every one of them took a step back, as neither of them wanted to face the sa experience as Wilson.
Wilson was soone who possessed incredible background in the capital city. But despite all of that, he had been beaten up, and even had one of his hands broken. How dare so nobodies like them interfere in such a matter?
When Clinton saw their expressions, he was completely infuriated. At this mont, he really wanted to beat this group up. But, there was a priority that he had to focus on.
Bam! Thud!
Clinton was just about to comfort his brother when suddenly, he was hit. The amount of power contained in the kick that had hit him was akin to a rushing bull.
Clinton was thrown to the side, as Jack approached Wilson. At the sa ti, he spoke, "When I am dealing with sothing, I hope that you don't interrupt ."
Samantha had already witnessed how furious Jack was, in case there was anybody that attempted to do anything to Celine. Erick was a good example of this, as that guy had faced torture that was out of this world.
And now, when she saw the angry expression that was on Jack's face, she was reminded of the scene where a veteran of the stronghold was tortured to a situation where he could not scream anymore.
Her body unconsciously shivered, as she rembered that she was the one that had actually intended to kidnap Celine. She couldn't help but feel how lucky she was, that she had not done anything to Celine at that period.
Celine on the other hand looked at Jack with a complicated expression on her face. This was Jack's side that she didn't seem to like that much, but at the sa ti, she still loved it considering that, Jack was actually doing all of this because of her.
He was always cruel to all those that attempted to do anything vicious to her. For that reason, she didn't even find it in her heart to hate this side of Jack. After all, this side was an assurance to her that Jack would always protect her as long as he could.
The manager on the other hand had already retreated. Even though it was true that he wanted to do sothing, he knew that in such a situation where the other party wasn't willing to listen, there was nothing that he could do.
At the sa ti, he kept cursing at Wilson and his brother for actually offending soone who was unwilling to reason with them. He was sure that if it was another person other than Jack, they might perhaps have been begging for rcy at this mont.
The only thing that he could do at this mont was to shrink on the side, to make sure that Jack didn't notice his presence at all. Perhaps, after he had dealt with the brothers, he might actually decide to leave. But, how wrong he was.
Jack went ahead and broke the remaining of Wilson's hands. And after he was done with that, he walked towards Clinton who was already rolling on the ground, and broke his hands as well.
To him, there was always a ti that he was decisive and cruel. And this ti, the two brothers had already touched his reverse scale. For that reason, they had to pay for it.
Luther had been observing everything from the side. Unlike the other people present who were already shuddering in fear, he was actually enjoying all of this.
Wilson was a person that had been troubling him all this while. He had thought that Wilson was a cruel person who didn't even think about the consequences of his actions.
But now, he had realized how wrong he was. Now, this young man in front of him was actually even better than Wilson. And not only was he daring, but he was even stronger. As for the woman who had knocked down all the strong n that had been brought over, she was soone that Luther didn't even intend to look at from fear.
At the sa ti, he was happy that he was not a lustful person. Otherwise, who knew how he would have reacted when he saw Celine. And although his gaze had lingered on her for a mont, it didn't have any malicious intention.
Luther made sure to make a ntal note never to p*ss off Jack. Although he wasn't sure if they were going to et after this, but, he wanted to make sure that he would rember this, in case there was a ti that the two of them ca to et once again.
And of course, seeing the suffering of the two brothers was sothing that he was looking forward to. Although the two families had a feud with each other, none of them dared to be physical.
With the law in place, and the influence that each family possessed, it wasn't that easy for any person who had attacked the other to go scot-free.
After Jack was done with the two brothers, he imdiately focused on the manager. This was the person that he was actually waiting for, but this guy had co over to support another person who had co to bully.
Helping a single person to bully other custors, that was definitely not the trait of a good manager. This guy was actually using the horse racing tracks for his own advantage.
The manager shrunk his neck the mont that he noticed that Jack was actually approaching him. At the sa ti, he couldn't help but curse at himself for the fact that he had not utilized the chance that Jack was dealing with the two brothers, to escape from here.
"Wha-what do you want?" He stuttered as he asked. He was already filled with fear, and had it not been for the fact that his bladder was empty now, he would have already emptied it.
Jack did not respond, but instead, he took out his phone, and made a call. Of course, he was calling the manager in front of him.
"Riiing!... Riiing!... Riiing!"
When his phone suddenly began ringing, the manager wanted to slaughter the person who was calling him. After all, he was currently in a precarious situation, but, there was still another person that was trying to call him!
Who knew if Jack will be even angered, and decide to actually kill him because the phone was making noise? So, although that was his thought, he didn't dare to do anything as he looked at Jack fearfully.
"Receive it." Jack said with a calm expression on his face.
With shaky hands, the manager imdiately took out the phone, and looked at who it was that was calling him. And when he noticed that the person that was calling him was actually the owner of the horse racing track, he was imdiately reminded of the fact that, the owner was actually waiting for him sowhere, but he couldn't rember where.
But at this mont, it was as if he had gotten hope. So, the mont that he received the call, he began spewing out words as if he was a sewing machine.
"Thank goodness boss you have called! We are being attacked here and we would like to get assistance. If possible, can you call for the police to co over and take this person here?!" At the sa ti as he said this, the manager began retreating step by step, as if he was afraid that Jack might actually attack him.
But still, he was surprised when he noticed that Jack wasn't actually making any move. Instead, he was looking at him as if he was looking at a fool.
It was also at this mont that the manager suddenly ca back to his senses. He couldn't help but wonder why it was that his voice was actually having an echo.
When he listened carefully, he suddenly realized that his voice, once he spoke through his phone, it was actually coming through the speaker of Jack's phone.
His eyes widened in horror, as he did not expect sothing like this to happen. In the next mont, the phone that was in his hand dropped onto the ground.
Then, he looked at Jack with both helplessness and hope. "Are you…are you the boss?"
"What do you think?" Jack asked back as he ended the call. Airti was expensive after all….
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