Chapter 330
When Marian looked up, she saw Fred leaping toward Brock and grabbing his neck!
“You were my brother!” he screamed in rage. “And you’re f**king my girl?! I’ll kill you!”
“Did you just f**king touch me?!” Brock bellowed back furiously, even rearing his chin at him fearlessly. “I’m warning you–Flying Sword Sect’s leader is my close friend! If I’ll make you wish you were dead!”
Fred paused.
you
hurt me
He did not know that much about Flying Sword Sect. However, he had at least heard that they were a powerful organization in Riverton, boasting innumerable apprentices.
And seeing Fred pause, Brock immediately thought that he was afraid and laughed. “Haha! Why bother faking it, young man? I was just playing with your girl–no need to get upset. And aren’t you going to think about your mom and sister? Especially your sister… with that pretty face of hers, I wonder what would happen if she fell into the hands of Flying Sword Sect!” Fred gritted his teeth, his arms shaking–he was ready to die, but he could not abandon his family.
That was when Marian scoffed. “Just look at that wuss. And he’s trying to get physical, y’know?”
Her words certainly touched a nerve, and he growled, “Yes, I’m a wuss… but I’ll show you today how tough I can get.”
With those words, his arms stiffened, throttling Brock right then!
“Are you crazy?!” Marian leapt up and tried to pull Fred away, but she could not make him, budge at all with her measly strength!
“Urk… Let go… fuck…” Brock was struggling as hard as he could, his eyeballs almost popping out as he did not expect such strength from Fred!
However, that was when a gang of security guards rushed in and subdued Fred.
“Let go of me!” Fred shrieked furiously, but it fell on deaf ears.
On the other hand, the security leader hurried to Brock, asking worriedly, “Are you alright, Mr. Summer?”
Brock was busy trying to catch his breath, while Marian was at his side, patting his ch*st repeatedly to help and showing no intention of speaking up in Fred’s defense.
When Brock could stand, he picked up the ashtray from the table and smashed it on Fred’s head!
The was a dull thud as Fred bled freely from the head, while Brock wheeled on the security guards. “f**k him up! Right f**king now!!
The security leader knew that Brock’s words carried weight and naturally did not dare to oppose him.
He gestured at the other security officers, and they all began to clobber Fred!
Meanwhile, Frank had been waiting for Fred outside Hilton Hotel.
But after a long time passed and Fred never showed up, he finally realized something went wrong and decided to go upstairs to check.
He rushed all the way to Room 908.
He strode in to find Fred on the floor, beaten to a pulp and half his face unrecognizable!
“Stop!” Frank bellowed.
As the security guards finally stopped clobbering Fred, their leader demanded, “Who the hell are you?”
Marian even stood akimbo as she snapped, “What? Did he call for your help?”
Frank was there when Fred’s mother fell ill, and she never knew when Fred and Frank became friends…
