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Chapter 245

The thugs sprawled across the ground, their eyes brimming with fear as they looked at Henrik. They hadn’t expected this refined–looking young man to be such a powerhouse, holding his own against them for so long.

But he was just one guy, outmatched and outnumbered, struggling to keep up with their relentless assault, his strength waning.

Sharing a quick glance, the thugs spread out, attacking Henrik from all angles like cowards.

Henrik sidestepped swiftly, dodging an incoming punch, then, quick as a flash, he grabbed the attacker’s arm and twisted it with brutal force.

sound of bones snapping filled the air as the arm bent at an unnatural angle. The man howled in agony, and Henrik kicked him in the stomach,

so long, his body was on the brink. His legs felt like they were made of lead, too weak to muster

if it were splitting open, Henrik gritted his teeth, letting out

he shook his head, trying to stave off the sickness. Sweat mixed with blood

bent, but his inherent pride was clear, refusing to bow

couldn’t help but feel a surge

the bat, approached Henrik, looking

you a chance. Kneel and beg for mercy, and I’ll

face was sticky with blood and sweat, utterly disheveled and vulnerable,

him.

“In your dreams.”

words, spat out from deep within, landed with force. Wade saw

livid. The bat in his hand came crashing down on

gripping his pant legs

“Wade, if you harm my son, the Irving family will never let you

but you can. Just kneel down and kowtow three times to me and my sister, and I’ll let you

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