The Man's Decree

Chapter 27 Appetizer

As Jared walked down the hill, he was stopped by a group of four to five men along the way.

“Jared, you’re finally here! I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Warrick smirked at Jared.

Behind him was a group of fierce-looking men wielding clubs in their hands.

“Why are you waiting for me?” Jared shot Warrick an icy glance. “If you’re looking for a fight, you lot are no match for me. Yesterday, I took out more than ten men from the Scott family singlehandedly. Do you think just a handful of you can defeat me?”

“Hahaha! Jared, how dare you speak with such arrogance before knowing who I brought with me? You’ll naturally learn their identities once you’re begging for mercy on your knees!”

Laughing heartily, Warrick was unfazed by Jared.

Warrick had seen for himself what happened yesterday. Baldy and his men were nothing more than incompetent street thugs who were each defeated by a single punch from Jared.

Unlike the day before, Warrick’s men were all martial artists who could single-handedly defeat ten men by themselves without breaking a sweat.

“It seems I let you off too lightly the last time. I should have broken your limbs so that you won’t be making a fool of yourself right now,” Jared sneered while giving Warrick the side-eye.

dare you still bring up yesterday? I’m going to beat you till you

to pay a hundred thousand to whoever that beats him till

the mention of a hundred

to make him cry, laughing will be the last

you want him to drop to his knees, we’ll

how weak he looks, one kick from me alone will cause him to cry for

threw Jared condescending looks, clearly not seeing him as

Sandy the one offering

about letting you know. After all, it’s not like you’ll dare to cause her any more trouble. After beating up Leyton, the Scott family will definitely not forgive you. All I’m doing now is serving you

I shouldn’t have

spreading his hands with a shrug, Jared suddenly

was sent

who had looked down upon Jared a moment ago, froze

able to send someone flying with a kick, one needed to

Cough! Cough!

of

each other, his men charged forward, motivated

were not only trained men but

Pfft!

forward to meet their