Chapter 135


    Although the other men were equally frightened by Stanley Batton and tried to escape by crawling


    away, none of them had the energy to do it.


    They were all trembling in fear.


    The sounds of the metal rattling against the ground and Stanley’s footsteps were like the sounds of


    hell calling out to them.


    In fact, these men were afraid that they might die right there and then when Stanley struck them


    with the metal bat.


    Once Stanley arrived before the bald man, he frowned and pressed the edge of the metal bat


    against the man’s forehead.


    “Speak. Who sent you here?” Stanley asked.


    “We… We…” The bald man continuously shook his head with a frightful expression on his face.


    “Speak,” Stanleymanded coldly. He sounded like a king determining whether his subject lived


    or died.


    As soon as Stanley said the word, he began to exert force on the metal bat.


    “If you don’t wish to die,” Stanley added.


    “My big brother sent me here. He told me that his friend doesn’t like you and wanted to teach you a


    lesson. He even gave me your picture, asked me to wait for you outside the hotel and to take action


    when the right moment came,” the bald man quickly said without missing a single detail.


    After hearing all this, Stanley could guess who the person was.


    It was Tom Sullivan.


    “Who is your big brother?” Stanley asked.


    "Felix Hudson, an employee of the second housekeeper of the ck Tiger Gang in Antis. Sir, can


    you please spare me? I’m begging you,” the bald man said.


    “Felix Hudson…” Stanley raised his brows. His gaze was turning colder every second.


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    “I have told you everything. Can you spare this lowly life that I am?” The bald man begged.


    After tossing the metal bat aside, Stanley walked directly to a ck Honda before taking out a ck


    leather rope.


    After that, he tied all six men together before calling the police.


    When therge men saw what he did, they began to panic on the inside.


    Realizing that X was still standing with her feet bare, Stanley elegantly bent over and ced her


    silver heels in front of her.


    He then carefully put them on for her.


    Every single action was gentle, almost as if he was wiping dust off antique items.


    Stanley seemed like apletely different personpared to when he was fighting.


    At that moment, X felt as if his finger contained an electric current that would seep through her


    skin whenever he touched her. The electric current seemed to travel directly to her heart each time.


    Since Stanley’s left elbow was still hurting, he frowned slightly and shook his left arm gently.


    X’s heart tightened.


    “Does your elbow hurt a lot? Let me see it,” she said.


    “It’s fine. But you’ll have to drive uster,” he said calmly.


    As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the car and got into the passenger’s side.


    X quickly followed him and entered the car from the driver’s side.


    In the car, X could smell a pleasant scent, which was not too overwhelming. It was rather dark


    inside.


    X turned on the lights in the car and moved closer to Stanley. Gently, she picked up his right


    hand, unbuttoned his sleeve and carefully rolled it up.


    By then, Stanley’s entire elbow was swollen and had a visible bruise. It hurt X to even look at it.


    “How does it feel when I press it like this?” X gently pressed the swollen part in the middle.


    “It’s bearable,” Stanley said as he frowned slightly. There was no visible change in his facial


    expression.


    “What about this?” X touched her elbow gently once again.


    “Ouch… That hurt a little more,” he said.


    X did not say anything as she continued to touch his elbow carefully. She kept her eyes on his


    face to observe changes in his facial expression.