Chapter 947
True enough, the corners of Peace’s mouth that were once lifted, slowly flattened and soon a gloomy
sensation dawned on his face.
"If money can solve the matter, I wouldn’t choose to use force, I'm that kind of person. Heh, Miss Pretty,
I’ve given you the opportunity to avoid that but you didn't seize it. Since we can't come to an agreement
then don't blame me for being brutal!"
His eyes were fierce and ruthless. He waved his hand and yelled out an order," Kill the man and take
the woman!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
The bodyguards put on wicked grins and took a few steps toward Fane and Selena.
They were pumped up to kill.
Fane walked forward and stood in front of Selena. He clenched his fist tightly and swung his arm at the
two bodyguards.
"Humph! Kiddo, look at the flabby body of you, you..."
One of the two bodyguards snorted coldly. Then both of them balled their fist and blasted head-on with
Fane.
Bang!
Unfortunately, before the bodyguard could finish his sentence, both of them were blasted several
meters back and smashed heavily onto the ground far from them.
"Pfft!"
The two gushed out a mouthful of blood when they hit the ground. The color drained out of their face;
their face turned white.
"No Peking way! One of them is on par with a major and another is comparable to a marshal!"
Surprise surged through Peace; he was in a complete state of shock. His eyes widened and his jaw
dropped to the ground. "Young Master Quinton, didn't you say that this brat isn’t that powerful?"
Caleb almost spewed blood when he heard that. "Young Master Chaffman, I didn't say that this brat
isn't powerful. I clearly told you that dozens of my bodyguards weren't his opponent and I suggested for
you to bring elite fighters from your family. But you, yourself claimed that it’s enough to bring these few
bodyguards!"
Peace was weighed down by dread as well." F*cking d*ckhead. This bodyguard is as strong as a
marshal and should be competent enough to kill this man. How a m I supposed to know he's not his
opponent at all! Looking at this brat's fighting power, I guess he is as competent a s a king of war!"
Bang! Bang!
The remaining two bodyguards were skilled fighters as well; their combat prowess was quite good.
However, even with such combat prowess, i t was nothing but trash before Fane’s eyes. After a few
seconds, like the previous two, the two flew backward, spewed blood and their face went white and
unsightly.
"Dear Young Masters, guess it's your turn now!"
Fane stretched his fingers and rubbed his fists. He looked at both the young masters attentively, with a
wicked wide grin plastered on his face.novelbin
Caleb was startled that he jumped back a little. He mumbled in terror, "Brat, I...do you know.I'm..."
He wanted to tell the other party that he was the Young Master of the Quinton family. He had said so
before and it had worked every single time.
Pow!
Peace wheeled his head and stared at the miserable-looking Caleb behind him.
Terror stabbed his heart, and his body was wobbly with fear that the fats on his chubby face was
bouncing uncontrollably.
"Brat, Young Master Quinton's family is nowhere near mine. I'm the young master o f a second-class
aristocrat family in this Swallow City! Hmph! If you dare touch a single strand of my hair, you'll pretty
much be done for!" Content of Draм??ovels.com
Peace barked with a feeble and shaky voice. He knew very well that the
Bang!
Fane did not bother to continue the useless conversation with the other party, instead, he swung his leg
and kicked Peace in his thick belly.