Chapter 1572


    When theyunched themselves at Nathan viciously, Colin yelled. “Protect the General!”


    He leapt into action with a speed that would make anyone''s jaw drop.


    Colin had already retrieved his weapon from his waist and retaliated.


    Instantly, the sickening sounds of fighting, killing, and screaming rang out.


    With just one move, Colin had chopped off five men''s arms, causing them to shriek in pain as they


    retreated fearfully.


    His swift attack cause Phoebe and the others to tremble in shock.


    Before the attackers could reach Nathan, the


    Elite Eight had already defeated them easily.


    Thump! Thump!


    In mere minutes, the men whounched themselves at Nathan copsed in their own blood.


    The rich kids nched in horror.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Phoebe, however, started pping loudly. “Nice one. Mr. Cross, your subordinates are indeed


    capable men. No wonder you are so confident and haughty.”


    “But,” she paused. “I brought a lot of men along.”


    She nced at Durand, who immediately took out his walkie-talkie andmanded, “Come here


    now!”


    BoomlScreechlRevv!


    Rows of ck cars appeared at the scene with their tires screeching and engines revving.


    More than seven hundred men in suits hopped down from the vehicles swiftly and formed neat


    lines.


    These men were nimble and tough. Their eyes each held the same sharp glint.


    They were the Cab Bodyguards.


    The Cab Bodyguards were known as the Southern Bodyguards around here.


    Phoebe had used her status as Clifford''s daughter to summon seven hundred Cab Bodyguards


    to bring Nathan down.


    A retired Cab Bodyguard was highly sought after by the rich and powerful. After all, they were


    skilled professionals.


    The crowd was bbergasted at the sight of the Cab Bodyguards.


    Smugly, Phoebe dered, “Mr. Cross, even if your men are capable enough, can they defeat seven


    hundred Cab Bodyguards? If you get down on your knees now, I might consider letting you off


    the hook.”


    Nathan shed a grin. He took a photo of Phoebe and the Cab Bodyguards before sending it to


    someone.


    Phoebe thought he was asking for help, hence she reminded him coolly, “It''s toote to seek help


    now.”


    She was about to instruct the Cab Bodyguards to take action when her phone rang.


    She didn''t want to answer the call, but the caller ID showed it was her father.


    Phoebe picked up her phone with a strange expression on her face. “Dad?”


    Clifford''s voice came through sternly. “Stop the nonsense. I''ve ordered the Cab Bodyguards to


    leave at once. You should return to Brimmopolis, too!”


    Phoebe''s expression contorted at his order.


    After hanging up, she red at Nathan. “Youined to my father?”


    “Kids, I spared your lives because of your family today,” Nathan said indifferently. “I''m being nice


    before resorting to brutal force. I don''t know what I''ll do next time.”


    “Piss off!”