Chapter 2299

A gang of thugs stared at Philip intently, feeling extremely angry at the way Philip made his arrogant

appearance.

Old Cain’s cheek twitched, causing the centipede-like scar on his face to wiggle back and forth as if it

was about to eat people.

“How gutsy of you. Your wife‘s life is in our hands and you still dare to mess around.”

“Your lives are in my hands,” Philip said coldly as he walked toward Old Cain.

“Hold it right there! Take one more step and I’ll kill your wife!”

A thug held a steel pipe and pointed at Wynn’s head.

Wynn smiled as she looked at Philip, her tears already blurring her vision. The fact that Philip could

come was the most gratifying thing for Wynn.

After shooting Wynn a reassuring look, Philip steadily stopped in his tracks.

Old Cain looked at Philip with a sneer and said disdainfully, “You have guts but not brains.”

The corners of Philip’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Old Cain with a subtle smile.

Seeing Philip’s expression, Old Cain felt uncomfortable all over. It was as if Philip had no fear at all.

Was this kid really stupid or pretending to be stupid?

Old Cain looked at Philip with some doubts and felt that he could not see through Philip.

In the past, anyone caught by Old Cain’s gang would act like Martin and the others, panicked and at a

loss. Just a little beating and intimidation would scare them sh*tless. However, Philip was too calm as if

he was afraid of nothing and everything was within his grasp.

“Charge! Beat him up until his parents can’t recognize him!” Old Cain roared.

Old Cain felt that Philip was just pretending. Such deceptive acts would quickly be exposed under kicks

and punches. By then, Philip could only kneel and beg for mercy.

Martin and the others watched Philip closely, waiting to see him get beaten. It was because of Philip

they were beaten and intimidated just now. Their sufferings must be returned to Philip by at least

tenfold. After all, they had suffered quite a bit under Philip’s hands in the past.

The thugs howled and rushed at Philip, brandishing baseball bats and steel pipes dauntingly. A burly

guy behind Old Cain said with a sneer, “Master Cain, let’s make a bet and see how many seconds this

kid can last.”

This was a game that they liked to play the most. In the past, Old Cain would win most of the time.

Old Cain smacked his lips twice and said with a smile, “I can see a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He can last for three minutes.”

“Whoa, Master Cain, you think too highly of him. Although these thugs are just so-so, they’re no Tom,

Dick, and Harry either. I think this kid can last for a minute at most.”

“One minute is too long. Let’s start the clock from now. I don’t think this wimp can last 30 seconds.”

Old Cain’s subordinate took out his cell phone and pulled up the stopwatch to start timing.

“Anyone who loses will buy me dinner for a month,” Old Cain said mildly.

“No problem. I’ll sure to win this time.”

As the burly guy with the phone said, two thugs were already sent flying.

“Damn it, this wimp is quite savage. He can still send people flying under siege.”

Old Cain and the others focused on Philip in the crowd. They only saw Philip darting around right and

left. He held a steel pipe he stole in his hands. He easily suppressed a group of thugs by himself.

“Damn it, is he really a wimp? Just his skills alone are worth bragging about.”

“We met a tough one this time. No wonder that Parker guy dared not take action. He must have

suffered a big loss, so he got us instead.”

Hearing his subordinates’ discussion, Old Cain instantly felt a little annoyed. He frowned and said,

“Watch him carefully and pay attention to find out this kid’s weaknesses and vulnerabilities. If we need

to take action later, we know what to do. After all, our strength can’t be too exposed to the public.

Otherwise, if the people of the Supernatural Bureau find out, we won’t be able to escape.”

“No way, I reckon he can only keep this up for one minute. When his strength is exhausted later, he’ll

definitely bow down.”

Although Philip appeared very ferocious right now, Old Cain’s subordinates were not optimistic about

him. All of them practiced supernatural abilities, and they had entered the Nonagon to study for some

time too. They had experienced all the big spectacles and also had a deep understanding of fighting.