The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 2

“H-He… He stopped it?!”

Everyone gasped involuntarily as Kingsley managed to hold a firm grip on Mickey’s arm, which was as thick as an average man’s thigh.

Who’d have thought this lean fellow had such impeccable strength?!

Mickey’s eyes, on the other hand, were even shaking in shock, for he discovered his arm wouldn’t budge from Kingsley’s iron grip when he tried to yank it away.

“What’s going on? What the f*ck did you do?!”

Mickey’s face was crimson with humiliation and anger at this point, and in desperation, he threw his left arm toward Kingsley.

However, Kingsley was still as steady as a rock in the face of the sudden attack. He didn’t even flinch!

With that, he used Mickey’s right arm to clamp the flying fist to the back of the front seat. “Feel free to come at me again if you have a third arm.”

Meanwhile, Mickey’s arms were stacked together, stuck as though concreted in cement.

No matter how he moved, he couldn’t break free from Kingsley’s vice-like grip!

Very quickly, beads of sweat began dripping from his forehead.

“Who’d have thought I picked the wrong horse today? Name your game,” he grumbled through gnashed teeth.

“Two options,” Kingsley listed plainly. “One, I’ll chuck you two out of the window like your woman suggested, or two, kneel until we reach the terminus.”

Upon hearing it, Mickey looked behind and glared daggers at the woman, appearing beyond furious.

The coach was currently traveling on the highway. If Kingsley chucked them out, the man would surely be crushed to bits by the next second.

how could he choose

you? I wouldn’t go this far if I were you. Who knows, we might

and said plainly. “I’m going to count to three. If you don’t make your choice by then, I’ll do it

“You…”

actually threw

more humiliating than

“Three… Two…”

think, counting down like he was

Mickey hurriedly yielded, suffocating from Kingsley’s intimidation. “I’m sorry. I’ll find

counted the final number, he remarked indifferently, “I’ve told

he exerted a bit of force on his fingers, and

Crack!

came from Mickey’s forearm, and instantly, the man roared in pain, drowning the music playing

as though Satan himself had yanked

“Ah! My arm!”

Kingsley let go, Mickey hugged his arm and rolled on the

in such a bleak position that he looked like a mutt that had mistakenly eaten rat poison, yet no one would spare him

the second option.

that this young

stubborn, this man might actually chuck him out

and clambered back up while holding back the pain, then kneeled

in an unfavorable position, the shapely woman hurriedly

Kingsley smiled and looked back out the window to enjoy the view he hadn’t seen for so

believe it… Mickey

has its vanquisher. Who’d have thought the lawless Mickey Kray would have such

care less about the tyrannical couple, the other passengers

was going to crush his gnashed

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