She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 1019: Criminal Underworld? Just These Weaklings?

However, this is just the beginning, the guy Lune, who Jasper Hawthorne thought looked like a young celebrity aiming to enter showbiz, turned out to be quite fierce.

He kicked one man flying without a hitch.

And the burly man he kicked didn’t even have a chance to scream before passing out.

In contrast, it was much livelier over at the Third Elder’s side, as he grabbed a man’s arm and twisted his wrist, producing a cracking sound.

"Ahhhh!"

The burly man scread miserably, the sound seed as if it could tear the rooftop off.

The Third Elder moved swiftly, soon there were quite a few people with broken legs and arms squirming on the ground.

Jasper Hawthorne quickly had to prop his jaw up to avoid it dropping in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief, he said in an awe-struck tone, "Wowowow, this is way too badass."

Was it even five minutes?

All these dozen or so street thugs just went down like that?

The Third Elder looked at the burly man desperately trying to escape despite his broken legs, shook his head with so displeasure, "These are the street warriors? They’re too weak, even worse than kids in kindergarten."

The Third Elder swore his words didn’t an personal attack.

These guys hyped up like that weren’t even as skilled as the kids in kindergarten at The Umbral Zone.

Of course, others did not know that these were Third Elder’s candid thoughts, feeling their dignity was deeply insulted, both ashad and angry, yet not daring to do anything.

After all, they couldn’t win.

The previously condescending Susan Kensington’s face changed instantly, no longer looking at Raina North with contempt.

Raina North raised a hand to take the tea Aidan Lynch offered, took a sip, then turned to Jasper Hawthorne and asked, "Do you think Ms. Kensington will apologize to Grandma this ti?"

Jasper Hawthorne: "..."

He thought for a while before shaking his head, "Probably not. Sis-in-law, you haven’t been around long enough to know this woman’s tongue is sharp as iron—not only eloquent but stubborn as a mule. In short, everyone’s wrong, except her. Although the scene today is quite... well, grand, getting Susan Kensington to compromise won’t be easy."

Susan Kensington: "..."

She could hear, okay?

Also, don’t think she didn’t catch on, Jasper Hawthorne was obviously trying to provoke her!

But, Susan Kensington did not retort, no matter what, she would not apologize to that bitch Autumn Forrest, even if it were in front of the morial!

Jasper Hawthorne couldn’t help but walk up to Lune again, curiously eyeing this quiet, gentle big guy; his fists tender and smooth, barely the size of a pot, yet how did they have such explosive power?

How was it with just one punch, soone would be knocked out cold.

Jasper Hawthorne, in a dreamlike tone, said, "Originally thought I’d have to do sothing against my will under oppressive forces today, or maybe go down with them, but unexpectedly, got saved by a master."

This was totally different from what Jasper Hawthorne imagined.

He really thought he’d stage a tragic, heart-wrenching drama today, but surprisingly, it ended before it even began.

The Third Elder stepped on a black-clad man’s chest, hearing Jasper Hawthorne mumble, he couldn’t help but laughingly say, "Oppressive forces? These spineless shrimp? Not really just ssing around?"

Lune stood by Raina North, serving tea, as if he didn’t hear this at all.

"Grandpa, you’re amazing." Jasper Hawthorne gave a thumbs up, "Absolutely badass."