Chapter 284

The bespectacled lackey was sent flying in a perfect arc. He landed headfirst into the ground, buried up to his shoulders.

He couldn't move a muscle!

Frederick looked up, his eyes narrowed. "Anyone who doesn't apologize will be sent to the afterlife to beg for forgiveness from my father personally!"

His gaze sent chills through everyone around, and they felt as though they had been plunged into an icy abyss.

Marcus's expression turned grim, his rosary bracelet nearly crumbling under his furious grip.

"Boss, that kid just single-handedly took down Bradley!" a subordinate behind him whispered urgently. "Even though we outnumber him, we might not win!"

With those words, reality hit Marcus like a bucket of cold water.

"Bradley once took on thirty thugs from a rival gang single-handedly, and wiped the floor with them. He was the top fighter in the resort! And you’re telling me this kid crushed him before he even had a chance to fight back?!

"If we go against him, all my men combine