Chapter 151


    Yvonne''s smile froze. "Oh no! They''re here again!"


    Kingsley frowned. "Who are they?"


    "No time to exin!" Yvonne opened the door of her father''s room. "Quick, hide in here. I''ll deal with


    them!"


    Kingsley did not even budge. "I can''t let a young girl like you deal with them while I hide like a coward."


    Yvonne''s father asked raspily, "Is it them again, Yvonne?"


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    Again? Kingsley knew something was wrong. So this is not the first time? He asked, "Who are they?


    Did you guys get into trouble?"


    The people outside banged on the door again. "Open the f*cking door right now! You''re already two


    months behind on the rent! Pay up or I''ll tear your house down!"


    Yvonne kept pushing Kingsley into the room while saying anxiously, "They''re bad guys! You can''t win!


    Just hide! I don''t want to drag you into this!"


    She was not strong enough to move Kingsley, of course. He stood in the same stop, refusing to budge,


    and a frown appeared on his forehead. "Rent? You guys built your own house. There''s no rent here."


    Oh wait. I get it now! This isn''t rent! They''re racketeering!


    Yvonne stomped her foot in frustration. "Why aren''t you even afraid? Those guys are murderers!"


    A loud boom swept through the living room, and the rickety door was sent flying away. A dozen half-


    naked thugs swarmed into the house. They looked fierce and ready to battle. The one in the lead was


    holding a baseball bat, and he shouted, "F*ck! I told you toe to the Crimson Hall three days ago to


    pay up! Are you deaf?"


    Crimson Hall? Kingsley froze for a moment. One of Baron''s men had said he was going to see Leoric


    in the Crimson Hall. ording to him, that guy was Victoria''s henchman and the local boss. At this


    thought, Kingsley stepped into the yard and asked coldly, "Are you Leoric?"


    "Leoric? Hah!" The man sneered. "I''m a proud follower of Mr. Norton—Kenzo Chauvin! Everyone calls


    me Kenzo!"


    Kingsley asked, "If I''m right, shouldn''t Leoric be the one handling this ce?"


    "Leoric? Oh, you mean Schneider? Hah, I beat him to a pulp a long time ago." He roared inughter.


    "Now I''m the boss of this ce! Mr. Norton owns this vige now!"


    Kingsley''s frown disappeared. He was worried Victoria had be a viiness who would allow her


    henchmen to oppress the people. Now that he knew Kenzo was just some guy from another gang, his


    worries had flown away with the wind.


    Yvonne came up to him, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leoric never threatened us. He would even help


    me out sometimes, but these guys… They demanded rent from us the moment they came."


    Kingsley patted her shoulder. "It''s alright. I''ll chase them all away for you."


    Kenzo bellowed in delight. "And who are you, punk? You think you can chase us away, you trash?"


    Kingsley did not answer. Instead, he raised three fingers. "First, you threatened my friend''s family.


    Second, you threatened the people of the empire, and third, you threatened my sister. You''re as good


    as dead."


    Kenzo froze up, then he snickered. "What the f*ck are you talking about? The people of the empire?


    You think you''re a minister or something? And what do you mean I threatened your sister? Did I make


    her sleep with me or something?"


    Kingsley''s eyes gleamed coldly. "Last chance. Give the vigers'' money back and apologize to Miss


    Jeanne. I''ll kill you if you don''t."


    Kenzo clutched his stomach and bent overughing. "What did you say? You want me to give them


    back the money and apologize to that b*tch? Hey guys, this asshole here has some screws loose in his


    head!"