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

wouldn’t go this far if I were you. Who knows, we might meet again!” Mickey threatened

into me in Cleapolis,” Kingsley smirked and said plainly. “I’m going to

“You…”

actually threw his own words back at

humiliating than being punched in

“Three… Two…”

think, counting down like he was chanting a

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

number, he remarked indifferently, “I’ve

bit of force on his fingers, and Mickey’s

Crack!

Mickey’s forearm, and instantly, the man roared in pain,

so brutal that it felt as though

“Ah! My arm!”

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

a bleak position that he looked like a mutt that had mistakenly eaten rat poison, yet no

go with the second option. I’ll

young man was

remained stubborn, this man might actually chuck him

fight another day, he mused and clambered back up while holding back the pain,

unfavorable position, the shapely woman hurriedly kneeled while shuddering,

Kingsley smiled and looked back out the window to enjoy the

it… Mickey Kray is actually

Who’d have thought the lawless Mickey Kray would have such

the other passengers began whispering, still reeling at what had

he was going to crush

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