The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 127

Scarface Louie’s face contorted in terrible pain, and a large amount of sweat trickled down from his forehead in an instant.

“What are you trying to say?”

Kingsley squeezed Scarface Louie’s arm and asked coldly, “Do you want to apologize or not?”

Scarface Louie screamed in pain again. He twisted his neck back, glared at Kingsley, and gritted his teeth. “D*mn it. How can I, a big and tall man, apologize to an old geezer? Even if you kill me, I will never apologize.”

“You do have a backbone, but you’re using it in the wrong time and place. Also, do you really think I dare not kill you?” Kingsley said indifferently.

Scarface Louie laughed loudly. “Hahaha, you’re a stinky brat. So what if you’re good at it? You won’t dare to kill anyone even if I lend you my courage.”

“Really?” Kingsley’s tone was still cold, but his fingers were constantly exerting strength. “Unfortunately, you’re out of luck. One of the things I’m good at is killing people.”

While speaking, his fingers deeply dug into Scarface Louie’s joints.

“Ah!”

Scarface Louie’s voice changed from the extreme pain. His cry was like the wailing of the evil spirits in hell. He raised his head with great effort and roared at his frightened subordinates, “What the hell are you all doing? Why aren’t you guys beating him up?”

Hearing that, Zayne also suddenly came back from his senses. His face was pale, and he frantically waved his arms and shouted loudly, “Yeah! You guys f*cking come and hit him! Did I pay you money to hire you to watch the fun?”

not expect that Kingsley’s seemingly thin body would have such a powerful explosive force. Even Scarface Louie was not his opponent. The only plan

and Zayne had spoken, they all swallowed and rushed over

and threw

Bang!

first few

pain, so the others stopped to help Scarface Louie and their fallen

manner, “Don’t f*cking care about

when a

of the treatment room next to them

loudly, “What the hell are you doing? My friend was injured and is being bandaged here, and I’ve been

supported his arm and got up from the ground, then said unhappily, “Hey, where did you come from? I, Scarface Louie, am doing business here. If you don’t want to die, hide your

“Scarface Louie?”

snorted coldly and strode

Slap!

in the face and bellowed, “F*ck! The disciple of Terry ‘Tiger’ Wharton dares to talk back at

by the slap. “Y-You

Tiger Wharton be considered

clear that this man was very disdainful of Terry

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