Chapter 536 - The Taylors Powerhouse

Marc seemed to sense Lucas’s anger, and his voice became even more joyful. “Haha, you must be furious now, huh? Unfortunately, it’s already too late to be angry. After all, the woman you want to see has already become a feast for my beloved dogs!

“I called you this time to give you a kind reminder. After all, not any Tom, Dick, or Harry is allowed into the residence of a noble family like ours! Although I don’t intend to kill you, the Huttons can’t blame me if I do if you insist on barging into my home!”

With that, he hung up.

After hearing how arrogant and condescending Marc was, Lucas boiled with fury.

Lucas found it really difficult to accept that Karen’s corpse had been fed to dogs.

Even if he hated Karen, he didn’t want her corpse to be desecrated.

Moreover, Karen was Cheyenne and Charlotte’s biological mother, so they would definitely break down if they heard this news!

He had no doubts about what Marc said because he knew that the most useful thing about Karen was her death.

He clenched his fist in chagrin, and his gaze became firm.

Even if Karen was dead and her corpse was incomplete, he would still go to the Kingstons to make Marc hand over her remains!

At the same time, he had to punish Marc for all his crimes!

Just as Lucas was about to get into his car and continue driving to San Francisco, several cars suddenly drove over and stopped around Lucas simultaneously, completely surrounding him.

It was yet another group of people with evil intentions!

Lucas stood quietly in place with a hostile expression on his face. Nearly twenty people clad in black fighting gear alighted from the cars one after another. They were also holding daggers, swords, and other weapons while surrounding Lucas.

The leader of the group, a middle-aged man, came forward. He looked at Lucas as if he was an object at the mercy of others and said indifferently, “Punk, I’m sure you know that you’ve offended someone, so you’d better behave yourself and give up. If you do, we may still let you live. Otherwise, your only option left will be to die here!”

In his opinion, under the siege of the twenty or so experts at his side, it was absolutely impossible for this young man in front of him, who was less than thirty years old, to escape unscathed.

Lucas raised his head to look at them with an icy cold gaze. “I’m not in a good mood now.”

The middle-aged man froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Haha! What a joke! What does it have to do with us if you’re not in a good mood? Don’t be mistaken. We’re here to capture you and take you back to the Taylors, not to please you!”

Lucas ignored him and continued, “During normal circumstances, I might consider letting you go. But I’m in a bad mood now, so if you don’t want to die, get lost right now!”

These people didn’t take his stern warning seriously.

In their opinion, Lucas was just issuing an empty threat, which was just a joke to them!

“Ahhh, I’m so scared. Boss, he actually said he could let us off the hook? Haha, that’s hilarious!”

“Punk, you’re really too blind to realize what’s going on! There are twenty of us here, and we can easily turn you into a fool! What are you still pretending in front of us for?”

“Boss, let’s hurry up and teach him a lesson. Let’s see if he can continue blowing his trumpet in front of us!”

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The men in black had probably never seen anyone like Lucas, who still arrogantly issued threats even while being badly outnumbered. They all started mocking him.

The middle-aged man was also full of contempt for Lucas. “Oh, since he has a death wish, we don’t have to be kind to him! Mr. Taylor said that we just need to bring him back alive, and it doesn’t matter if he’s disfigured or his limbs are broken! Brothers, hit him now!”

At his command, the twenty or so powerhouses of the Taylor family immediately charged at Lucas with weapons in their hands!

Anger surged in Lucas’s eyes, and his entire body seemed to be covered in frost. He raised his head abruptly with a menacing aura, causing the breath of a few experts of the Taylor family to freeze!

“Kill him!” the experts said through gritted teeth and charged at Lucas, using their best moves.

Lucas raised his hand expressionlessly and grabbed the wrist of a man brandishing a dagger. He then twisted his wrist and snapped it like a twig!

“Ah!” The man let out a miserable cry. Next, Lucas launched a kick at his gut, causing him to fly backward immediately and completely lose his combat power.

Then still moving as quickly as lightning, Lucas turned slightly to the side to dodge a machete slashed by another man. Likewise, he twisted his wrist hard to snap it into two.

“Ah!” The man screamed miserably. Lucas lifted his entire body and used him as a shield to block the military knife of another man trying to stab him.

The sharp knife stabbed directly into the second man’s stomach. Blood gushed out everywhere as the second man let out a miserable shriek.

The Taylor family expert holding the knife was stunned for a moment. He had waited for an excellent opportunity to stab Lucas, but he hadn’t expected him to be much faster than he thought. And before he had time to react, he had stabbed the knife in his hand straight into his companion’s body!

Lucas shuttled through the group of more than twenty people like a phantom. Everywhere he passed, there would be a burst of screams as he broke their limbs. But the Taylor family experts didn’t get a single chance to land a hit on Lucas. Instead, they ended up striking their companions.

Of course, it was naturally all due to Lucas.

After less than a minute, these twenty or so experts almost all collapsed on the ground as crimson blood spilled all over. The revolting odor of blood pervaded the air.

However, their wounds were not caused by Lucas but by the weapons in the hands of their companions.

In the blink of an eye, the twenty or so experts, including the middle-aged man taking the lead, all lay on the ground, clutching their wounds and wailing incessantly.

Lucas was the only one who remained unscathed and stood still in front of them.

“Go back and tell Frederick Taylor that after I return from the Kingstons, it will be the Taylors turn next. Get him to wash his neck and wait!” Lucas said coldly. Then he got into his black Jaguar and headed for San Francisco.