Chapter 666
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Rodney’s fists rained down on Dexter like a brutal storm, smashing into his face, his head, his back–even between his legs. Within seconds, Dexter looked like his sol had nearly been beaten out of his body.
The other rich brats, including Sean, were completely paralyzed with fear. They stood frozen, trembling violently, their minds unable to process what was happening.
Andrew had actually called Rodney. Not only that, but Rodney had really shown up–with a full squad from Madblade Martial Academy.
They wondered how the so–called “kept man,” the “pretty boy,” the “spineless loser” they had mocked pulled this off. It finally dawned on them that Andrew was not bluffing, and he was dead serious from the start.
A foul stench filled the air as Sean dropped to his knees with a loud thud, his face pale as a ghost. He had lost all control, wetting himself in sheer terror.
“Rodney! I was wrong! Please, you can beat Dexter all you want, but don’t touch me! I hate pain–I really do!”
Watching Dexter get turned into a bloody pulp had shattered his last ounce of courage. The only thing keeping him from passing out was the fact that he was already on his knees.
Rodney sneered. “Oh, so you were involved too? Good. Just great.”
He tossed Dexter aside like trash and grabbed Sean by the ear, yanking hard. Sean’s screams pierced the air, his face contorting in agony as he convulsed. The trickle of urine beneath him turned into a full flood.
However, Rodney did not just pull–he ripped. With a sickening tear, the lower half of Sean’s earlobe came clean off, blood gushing from the wound.
Bryce and the front desk girl had long since collapsed onto their knees, their faces blank with terror. They did not/ even dare to make a sound, horrified by Rodney’s ruthlessness.
Marcus, watching from the sidelines, felt his heart pounding. He thought Rodney was completely unhinged–but he knew this show of force was not just for fun, and that Rodney was doing it to prove a point to Andrew.
If Andrew even hinted at it, Rodney would not hesitate to kill Dexter and Sean for good.
“Who the hell gave you two the balls to mess with Mr. Lloyd?” Rodney roared. “Not only are you two done, but this whole damn place is getting wiped off the map!”
He did not stop at Dexter and Sean–he grabbed the other rich kids by the collars and attacked them without mercy. Before long, the club was soon filled with the sounds of wailing and desperate cries for help.
Sean, clutching his bleeding ear, crawled toward Andrew, leaving a trail of red behind him. “Mr. Lloyd! I was wrong! Please–please, tell Rodney to stop! If this keeps up we’re dead!”
At least he had some sense left, knowing that begging Rodney was pointless and that Andrew could save him now.
Andrew leaned down slightly, looking at Sean’s tear–streaked, bloodied face with a smirk.
He teased, “Why are you begging me? Weren’t you just acting all high and mighty? Get up. Also, weren’t you robbing me just a second ago? Five million, right? Here, I’ll pay.”
Sean shook his head so fast it was a blur. His voice was hoarse from screaming. “No, no! There’s no way I’ll accept it! Mr. Lloyd, I was wrong! I was just following Dexter’s lead! I swear, I’ll never cross you again–just please, please let me go!”
Andrew wrinkled his nose. “Back up. You reek.”
Chapter 666
Chapter 666
+25 BONUS
Rodney’s fists rained down on Dexter like a brutal storm, smashing into his face, his head, his back–even between his legs. Within seconds, Dexter looked like his soul had nearly been beaten out of his body.
The other rich brats, including Sean, were completely paralyzed with fear. They stood frozen, trembling violently,
their minds unable to process what happening.
Andrew had actually called Rodney. Not only that, but Rodney had really shown up–with a full squad from Madblade Martial Academy.
They wondered how the so–called “kept man,” the “pretty boy,” the “spineless loser” they had mocked pulled this off. It finally dawned on them that Andrew was not bluffing, and he was dead serious from the start.
A foul stench filled the air as Sean dropped to his knees with a loud thud, his face pale as a ghost. He had lost all control, wetting himself in sheer terror.
“Rodney! I was wrong! Please, you can beat Dexter all you want, but don’t touch me! I hate pain I really do!”
Watching Dexter get turned into a bloody pulp had shattered his last ounce of courage. The only thing keeping him from passing out was the fact that he was already on his knees.
Rodney sneered. “Oh, so you were involved too? Good. Just great.”
He tossed Dexter aside like trash and grabbed Sean by the ear, yanking hard. Sean’s screams pierced the air, his face contorting in agony as he convulsed. The trickle of urine beneath him turned into a full flood.
However, Rodney did not just pull–he ripped. With a sickening tear, the lower half of Sean’s earlobe came clean off, blood gushing from the wound.
Bryce and the front desk girl had long since collapsed onto their knees, their faces blank with terror. They did not even dare to make a sound, horrified by Rodney’s ruthlessness.
Marcus, watching from the sidelines, felt his heart pounding. He thought Rodney was completely unhinged–but he knew this show of force was not just for fun, and that Rodney was doing it to prove a point to Andrew.
If Andrew even hinted at it, Rodney would not hesitate to kill Dexter and Sean for good.
“Who the hell gave you two the balls to mess with Mr. Lloyd?” Rodney roared. “Not only are you two done, but this whole damn place is getting wiped off the map!”
He did not stop at Dexter and Sean–he grabbed the other rich kids by the collars and attacked them without mercy. Before long, the club was soon filled with the sounds of wailing and desperate cries for help.
Sean, clutching his bleeding ear, crawled toward Andrew, leaving a trail of red behind him. “Mr. Lloyd! I was wrong! Please–please, tell Rodney to stop! If this keeps up we’re dead!”
At least he had some sense left, knowing that begging Rodney was pointless and that Andrew could save him now.
Andrew leaned down slightly, looking at Sean’s tear–streaked, bloodied face with a smirk.
He teased, “Why are you begging me? Weren’t you just acting all high and mighty? Get up. Also, weren’t you robbing me just a second ago? Five million, right? Here, I’ll pay.”
Sean shook his head so fast it was a blur. His voice was hoarse from screaming. “No, no! There’s no way I’ll accept it! Mr. Lloyd, I was wrong! I was just following Dexter’s lead! I swear, I’ll never cross you again–just please, please let me go!”
Andrew wrinkled his nose. “Back up. You reek.”
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Chapter 666
Sean protested, “Mr. Lloyd, I-”
Just as he spoke, a powerful kick sent him flying across the room, crashing into a table with a sickening crack. He coughed violently, his insides twisting in pain.
Standing at the entrance were Dylan and Natasha, their crew right behind them. That last kick had come from Dylan.
Raymond’s club had officially crossed the wrong person.
Dylan cracked his knuckles. “Damn, Dream Paradise must think they’re untouchable if they thought they could scam Mr. Lloyd.”
Natasha swept her icy gaze around the room, her sultry face full of malice as she ordered, “Smash everything. Floor to ceiling–I want this place leveled.”
