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Chapter 743

Chapter 743 The Head Of The Jefferson Family

“What happened to you both? How did you hurt your feet?” Yann’s heart wrenched at the sight of theirbadly injured feet.

“Huh! So here you are, finally! This cheap beggar nearly killed us!” Sheryl wore an aggrieved look.

She then shot a murderous glance at Alex and hollered at the bodyguards. “Didn’t you see how thatman just bullied us? What are you still standing around for? Go on and beat them both to death-himand that little rascal!”

If looks could kill, she would indeed have killed Alex a thousand times and more.

Yann, however, was distraught with worry over his wife and son that he had yet to notice the man whohad so boldly harmed his family.

Meanwhile, the bodyguards charged at Alex aggressively, making as if they were determined to tearhim

apart.

Seeing the bodyguards about to wreak havoc on the Jefferson family’s birthday party. Yann panickedand felt as though his mind was on the verge of exploding.

“No, wait! Stop! Stop it, all of you!” He dashed over in an attempt to impede them.

However, no matter how loudly he yelled at them, his orders held no effect on the bodyguards, as theycame from the Little family and answered only to Sheryl’s orders.

The four bodyguards are all well-trained, and any one of them is capable of taking on ten ordinary mensingle- handedly. There’s no way the man will be able to defeat all four of them at once and alone! Howcan we be absolved of the blame if our bodyguards end up killing a man at a birthday party hosted bythe Jeffersons?novelbin

While Yann was in a trance, the four bodyguards charging at Alex a moment ago fell to the ground,unable to get up.

What the…

Yann was utterly stunned. He could not believe that the ordinary-looking man defeated the bodyguardswith such speed and ease that even he failed to catch how it happened.

As for Caleb, he had known Alex outmatched him but not that he was such a skilled fighter.

Afraid that Alex would smash more bricks on his head, he crawled toward his mother and hid behindher.

“T-This is the b-birthday party hosted by the head of the Jefferson family. H-He won’t let you go if youstrike us again!” he warned.

Hearing that, Alex scratched his head in puzzlement. The birthday party hosted by the head of theJefferson family? What has Flynn been telling people?

“This is my son’s birthday party. I can beat up anyone as I fancy. In fact, no one will dare to stop meeven if I kill you both right now,” stated Alex indifferently.

Even though he still had no idea what Flynn had been telling people about this party, he thought themother and son duo before his eyes were so detestable that even death was not brutal enough of apunishment for them.

The Simpsons were utterly flabbergasted by the words that had just come out of Alex’s mouth. Whatthe heck? Does that mean he’s the head of the Jefferson family?

Just then, Flynn came running toward Alex.

“What are you still doing here, Alex? How could you disappear from your son’s birthday party? That’snot right!” he grumbled.

The three Simpsons, initially unconvinced, had no choice but to believe Alex’s words since Flynn, kingof the underworld in Nebula City, had clarified their doubts.

They were merely a minor, second-class family from Kenfort, so there was no way they could afford tomess with the mighty Jeffersons of Lumenopolis.

Shocked to the core by this revelation, Caleb suddenly recalled all his recent misdemeanors andthought about how he had offended the Jeffersons. He was suddenly struck with the realization that notonly had he been digging his own grave this whole time, but he had likely also dug the graves of theentire Simpson family as well.

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