Chapter 456


    Ss'' expression was turning ferocious because he felt that he had been challenged.


    “How about you, Mr. Lynch?” Ss turned toward the gangster from Pollerton.


    Ethanughed out loud and replied, “I''m not giving up sh*t either!”


    He didn''t look nervous at all when he said that. In fact, he was picking his teeth casually.


    Ss could feel that something was wrong. These people are obviously working together. However,


    who''s giving them the courage to act so brazenly?


    Ss kept sizing them up.


    “I''m not giving up anything as well!” Zayne voiced.


    Suddenly, the atmosphere got awkward. Even Jeffery had stopped what he was doing. He stood up


    straight with a cue stick in his hand before walking toward the crowd. “Interesting. In that case—"


    Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of pool balls colliding with each other messed up his


    train of thought.


    He frowned and turned around to see a man in a suit with a ponytail. The man was bending down


    and concentrating on making his shot on the pool table. Why would someone still dare to y pool


    at this tense moment? Is he not afraid to die, or is he someone capable?


    Henry roared, “Donald! Are you courting death?”


    While he spoke, he grabbed a pool ball and threw it at Donald.


    Donald casually swung his cue stick and struck the pool ball as if he was ying baseball. The pool


    ball smashed into Henry''s forehead, and blood was gushing out.


    Henry held his forehead and shrieked in pain before falling to the ground.


    Donald didn’t even use his strength when he struck the ball. If he had used his full strength, he


    could’ve shattered Henry''s head.


    Ss immediately turned around and stared at Donald. “Hey, the abandoned child of the Campbell


    n. How dare you disrespect Mr. Lysle?”


    Not only did Donald not show Ss and Jeffery any respect, but he was also totally looking down on


    them.


    Donald calmly bent down again and uttered tly, “Jeffery? Who is he?”


    Ss and all the other big shots grew anxious upon hearing that. Who''s Jeffery? He''s the strongest


    fighter abroad, and he''s Francesco''s master! No one but Francesco could stand against him!


    As expected, the crowd was starting to have difficulty breathing because Jeffery was exuding a


    strong and overwhelming wave of aura.


    At that moment, the crowd felt like they were trapped in a vacuumed atmosphere.


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    The weaker individuals had even fallen to the ground, and they were gasping heavily. Besides, they


    were drenched in sweat.


    Jeffery''s presence was undeniably horrifying. He was like a beast ready to ughter its prey.


    Donald, however, was still concentrating on making the shots.


    Jeffery gradually approached him and stood twenty-odd meters away from him. With a cold gaze,


    he said, “The abandoned child of the Campbell n, you''ve been hiding for a year, right? Are you


    acting brazenly just because you think you''ve found yourself a backer?” “Tell me who''s backing you!


    I don''t care who he is, but I''m killing you today!” Jeffery was pissed off.


    Donald finally lifted his head, and he said in a serious tone. “No one''s backing me. I back myself!”