Chapter 961

The chef nodded in Wilbur's direction, and the blonde thug swaggered over with his men. "You want a piece of me, huh?"

Wilbur glanced at him.

"What are you staring at? Never seen a top dog before?" the guy asked loudly, making the men behind him crack up laughing.

Wilbur's gaze narrowed, and he got to his feet.

He took a step forward, and it was followed by a series of thumps and clangs.

By the time Wilbur returned to his seat, the thug and all his men were lying on the ground and crying out in agony.

Even the chef was at a loss for words, staring at Wilbur like he had just seen a ghost.

Wilbur eyed him back coldly, saying nothing.

The chef trembled all over, pointing a shaking finger at Wilbur. "How dare you physically assault someone on school grounds?"

"There isn't much I wouldn't dare to do," said Wilbur coldly.

and her friends to come over to sit down

was strong but did not know he was such

had actually taken on a dozen men on his own

so cool, Wilbur?" Shelby asked, blinking her

"That was nothing. All you need to know is that no one's going to be

nodded her head, gaining a strange

and Yasmine were also significantly

it was

that a rat's head was actually a duck's was just too much. Around half an hour later, a short and plump middle-aged

the stall to

who was the owner of Sal's Tacos, sneered, glancing at the thug and his men on the ground with a frown. "Who

was him!" The chef pointed at

"You've got some nerve, attacking someone on school

nerve to trash a student's dorm and threaten them. What's this

the white shirt next

aren't so black and white, young man. We're willing to compensate you, but this ends here. Please stop

and white. So, here's what you're going to do. Close up your stall

expression soured at

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