Chapter 2135

Troy looked at the fallen brothers in front of him, all of them who had died tragically. He swallowed

hard, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

This Master Willow in front of him was really not an ordinary person. Such strength and means were

definitely not something he could compete with.

However, Troy would never betray Philip!

“Haha, even if you step on my dead body, I won‘t tell you the whereabouts of Young Master Clarke!”

Troy’s heart was cold as he made a decision.

Master Willow’s eyes darkened as he looked at Troy with a subtle smile. He said, “Troy, you’re a true

man, indeed. But you only have one life. Have you thought over it carefully?”

Troy bit the bullet and said tersely, “Hmph, just do as you please!”

“Good!”

Master Willow sneered, stepped forward, and grabbed the punch that Troy threw at him.

Crack!

With a twist of Master Willow’s hand, Troy’s right arm bent at a 90-degree angle. The sound of breaking

bones was heard.

“Ah!”

A muffled scream resounded throughout the villa.

Troy’s eyes were red, and his forehead was full of cold sweat. He stared at Master Willow fixedly,

raised another fist, and punched Master Willow.

However!

Crack!

Troy’s other arm was also broken by force.

Bang!

Master Willow lifted his foot and kicked Troy in the chest. The latter flewback and hit the sofa behind

him with such force that the whole sofa flipped over. Troy fell to the floor with two broken arms. His face

was red, and he could only fumble with his shoulders against the floor, trying to get up.

Bam!

Master Willow came over and stomped on Troy’s back.

Pfft!

Troy spat a mouthful of blood and could not move from being trampled on the floor.

Master Willow crossed his arms over his chest, looked down condescendingly at Troy with a sneer, and

said, “Troy Crow, stop being so obstinate. Why are you defending an outsider who’s not related to you?

Even if you don’t tell me, I can find that kid named Philip Clarke! I’m just giving you a chance to be my

dog, so why aren’t you cherishing it?”

Troy spewed blood from his mouth and let out a beast like growl, “D-Dream on! I’ll never betray Young

Master Clarke! He’ll definitely avenge me!”

Clap, clap!

At this moment, the sound of applause came from the front door of the villa.

Willis Hale, with a cigar in his mouth and an entourage behind him, walked in through the door

swaggeringly. He walked straight to Troy, sat on the sofa on one side, and crossed his legs. Looking at

Troy, who was lying on the floor with his arms broken, he sneered, “Troy, what’s wrong? Why are you

lying on the floor like a dog?”

Troy stared angrily at Willis who was sitting on the sofa and said, “Willis Hale, you’ve crossed the line.

The rules were set, but you dare seek revenge in private?”

Willis looked at Troy while laughing, bent over, and provocatively spat at him. “Troy Crow, do you know

what era this is? Why are you still talking about rules? Rules are meant to be broken. Besides, the

people of my Hale family have never cared about the so-called rules. Today, I have two purposes. First,

tell us where that kid Philip Clarke is staying. Secondly, if you cherish your life, kneel and bow to me. I’ll

let you be the dog that I’m raising in Glenford. Otherwise, my men will bury you in the mountain today.”

After speaking, Willis sat there leisurely while looking at Troy with a subtle smile.