The followers also joined in. They acted arrogantly and caused a commotion.
If it were someone else, they would definitely be intimidated by this situation. However, Emmanuel
showed no fear. He stood alone in front of the door of the private room door as he coldly observed the
individuals.
Needless to say, they must be the gangsters who frequently cause trouble in the town.
In the private room, Terrence silently observed everything. He didnât know if it was a coincidence or if
someone had orchestrated this. Otherwise, how could they inexplicably provoke the gangsters in
Anchortown when they just came?
The landlady became anxious as she witnessed this scene. If Philips and his men really killed someone
here, she would also be in trouble.
Hence, she quickly approached Emmanuel and advised him, âYou should apologize to Mr. Caver and
listen to what they have to say. Otherwise, if they start a fight, your consequences will be dire!â
Although Red didnât speak, she also looked at them pleadingly.
They were all well aware that these gangsters ran rampant in Anchortown. They enjoyed being
aggressive and brutal. It was common for them to harm people. The consequences would be severe if
Emmanuel, Shane, and Terrence couldnât discern the gravity of the situation.
âApologize? Why should we apologize? Did we do anything wrong? Itâs them who did something
wrong, right?â Emmanuel responded seriously as he felt a bit amused at the situation-being the one
who was bullied yet having to apologize to the bullies. Such a notion defied all logic in the world.
âHehe! Today, weâve unexpectedly encountered some truly ignorant individuals! Seems like we need to
teach them a lesson!â
Philips immediately walked in while cracking his knuckles. âMaâam, you better leave first. Otherwise, if I
accidentally hurt you, I would feel really sorry!â
âOh my! Mr. Caver, please donât cause trouble!â the landlady pleaded.
âGet lost!â Philips completely ignored her plea as he shouted angrily.
The landlady quickly pulled Red out of the private room. She couldnât control Emmanuel and the others
anymore. They had refused to perform when she asked them to earlier. Who could she blame for the
situation now?
At this moment, Fred Kingsley walked out from behind Philips and said, âBoss, itâs overkill. Iâm more
than enough to deal with these weaklings!â
Although Philips wanted to personally teach Emmanuel a lesson, he also recognized that intervening
personally in such a minor matter might compromise his status as the boss. Therefore, he reluctantly
agreed.
Fred then immediately threw a punch at Emmanuel.
Accustomed to their reign of terror, they believed that Emmanuel, who pretended to be gritty, would
kneel and beg for mercy after a single punch. Then, they would humiliate him even more and see how
he would act tough.
Nevertheless, Emmanuel dodged to the side and extended his right foot, sending Fred hurtling through
the air. Fred then crashed heavily onto the table.
The food on the table flew up in an instant!
The food on the table flew up in an instant!
Feeling frightened, Shane quickly held onto the food. He said while trembling in fear, âThank god it
didnât fall on the ground. Otherwise, I would have to eat dirt!â
He had indeed eaten dirt before, but its taste was really unpleasant. Hence, he never declared he knew
the taste of
dirt.
Meanwhile, Emmanuel asked Fred disdainfully, âWho did you just call a weakling?â
Fred was already lying on the ground and writhing in pain. He was unable to respond to Emmanuel.
Philips and his gang were also taken aback. They didnât expect to encounter such a tough opponent
today. The current situation became difficult for them to handle.
âPaul, itâs your turn!â At this moment, Philips hand-picked his fighter. The followers behind him
immediately erupted in astonished exclamations.
The landlady and Red also had a drastic change in their expressions. They had also heard of Paul
Jones-he used to be the top fighter in the Anchortown Martial Art School. He was extremely fierce in
fights and had followed Philips after leaving the school. He was in the Flightstones Gang.
âYou little brat, youâve got some skills! Let me show you a few moves!â A muscular man walked out
from the crowd while rubbing his fists. He looked excited, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
In his opinion, Emmanuelâs move against Fred was nothing special.
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