“Slap Frederick’s face until it’s swollen? Crazy nonsense! Wait until Frederick calls a skilled person, they’ll beat the hell out of you, you damn bastard!”
“Crazy! This stupid donkey’s words are too crazy. Frederick must tear his mouth apart later!”
“Don’t be arrogant, you damn thing. By slapping Frederick, you have committed a capital offense and will immediately become a corpse!”
The models became excited when they saw Frederick looking for someone, and began clamoring with excitement.
“Slap my face? Haha, just wait and see!”
Frederick dialed a phone number, said a few words and hung up. He then sneered at Flynn and said, “The person is arriving soon; I’ll be waiting. Let’s see how you handle shutting me up.”
“No one can do anything to you? Do you think of yourself as a god or king? Niarak is my territory!”
“Little brat, you’re so good. Soon you’ll know what it means to be unable to survive and unable to die!”
He was extremely angry. Since childhood, he had always been arrogant and even a crazy tiger would have to lie down obediently when facing him. How could he have ever seen something like Flynn, who was reckless and fearless?
Scarlet was also speechless. Frederick was a member of the Eight Extremities School and had unparalleled skills in Niarak.
Flynn hit him and yet he still let him recruit people?
“This guy must be showing off again!”
Now they had another good show to watch.
“I’m giving you a chance, and I also want you to surprise me. You better find someone that I like.” Flynn didn’t pay attention and sat in the chair, clipping his nails.
“Surprise?” Frederick sneered.
“Don’t worry, not only will this person be pleasing to the eye, but they will also make you shed tears!”
Danna felt more at ease seeing Frederick’s confidence and said to Flynn, “You fool, do you realize you’ve gotten into trouble?”
“Frederick, as the deputy head of the Eight Extremities School branch, not only has extensive connections but also knows many martial arts masters!”
“Today won’t be as simple as just losing face, he will fiercely regain his lost dignity!”
“You will crawl out crying even if you don’t die!”
Flynn couldn’t be bothered with further nonsense from them. He flicked away the nail clippings from his body and leisurely started filing his nails.
In no time, the person Frederick called for arrived.
“Young Master! I’ve summoned my Second Uncle. Where’s that damn guy? Today, I want him dead!” Ismael strode into the room, and upon seeing Flynn, his expression instantly turned fierce.
Behind him was a middle-aged man who, upon seeing Frederick, bowed at a ninety-degree angle, respectfully addressing him as “Young Master.”
He was small in stature, with a slender yet fierce figure and eyes as sharp as an eagle’s. With each step he took, he exuded a sense of solemnity and carried himself with an air of dominance that could move heaven and earth.
Scarlet felt the terrifying murderous aura emanating from the middle-aged man and couldn’t help but shiver, sweating nervously for Flynn.
Flynn, on the other hand, chuckled lightly as he swung his legs back and forth while continuing to file his nails.
“Mr. Cox, there’s no need to get so worked up over a piece of trash. Take your time torturing him.”
Frederick patted Ismael on the shoulder before turning to Miguel Cox and saying, “Doesn’t the Cox family want to join Eight Extremities School? I can give you all an opportunity.”
“As long as you take care of this scum for us,” he continued confidently, “I’ll speak up for you in front of my father!”
Upon hearing this offer, Miguel’s face lit up with excitement before quickly returning to its inscrutable expression once more as he smiled faintly, “Mr. Powell, you’re too kind. Setting aside the matter of affiliating with the Eight Extremities School, just for the trouble this young man has caused you, I’ll help you settle the score.”
“Moreover, he even laid hands on my nephew!”
He squinted at Flynn, letting out a disdainful snort, a touch of scorn evident in his expression.
“Mr. Cox’s Second Uncle? Ah… this man is the second-in-command of the Cox family, a true master! He rarely shows up, but today, meeting him here is indeed an honor!”
“I heard he can pierce through stone with a single finger and split a two-centimeter-thick steel plate with one palm. If he lands a punch on this ruffian, he’ll surely turn him into a mist of blood!”
“Heh, this guy has offended Mr. Cox, slapped Mr. Powell and Danna. Mr. Cox should just burst his eyeballs with two fingers; let’s see if he dares to disrespect us again!”
Miguel had quite a reputation; having studied under a grandmaster for over ten years meant that he was proficient in various martial arts such as inch Inch-Punching Fist, dragon Inch-Punching Fist, shape-will fist etc., making him someone people feared.
Danna approached Ismael cautiously asking if his hand was okay after seeing it wrapped in bandages. “That idiot hit you on the court then slapped me across my face again at the parking lot!” She growled fiercely.
“You must make sure he teaches him a lesson today!”
Ismael nodded after hearing her words before sneering coldly, “Don’t worry about it; my uncle is several times stronger than me. He’ll have that guy begging for mercy within minutes!”
“Once my uncle breaks his legs, go ahead and smack his mouth!”
“Pull out my tongue, break my limbs, want my life?” Flynn suddenly laughed, raising an eyebrow.
“You’ve been calling out for half a day, but am I not doing just fine?”
“Why talk so much nonsense! Hurry up and end it, isn’t it better to go back crying and find your mother?”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became angry.
“Is this guy completely crazy? Mr. Cox is here and he not only shows no respect, but also sits there spouting nonsense, not giving us any consideration!”
“If he’s sensible, he should just jump from upstairs and end it all. Boasting against Mr. Cox is worse than ending himself. This way, he might spare himself some trouble!”
“Mr. Cox’s fists are harder than a hammer, he could easily beat this thug to death in minutes!”
Frederick heard Flynn’s words and was also itching with anger. He turned to Miguel and said,
“Mr. Cox, don’t kill him. Just cripple his legs!”
“This guy has a big mouth, right? Drag him to the roadside and use a car to flatten that mouth of his. I’d like to see how tough he really is!”
“Don’t worry, he will not be okay today!” Miguel’s eyes also turned cold involuntarily, with deep disdain as he spoke to Flynn, “I heard about what happened on the field, you’re quite strong and indeed have some capital to be arrogant.”
“But you shouldn’t have provoked my nephew, let alone Mr. Powell.”
“I’ll show you today what it means not to be smug!”
“Shouldn’t have provoked?” Flynn’s face darkened and he stood up from his chair with a loud bang, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Then it turned into a blur and swept past Frederick and Ismael.
Just hearing two “smack” sounds, red handprints instantly appeared on both of their faces.
“This… damn thing is at it again!”
The whole audience fell into silence again, looking at Flynn in disbelief, their eyes all lit up with anger!
Flynn finished everything and turned his head to look at Miguel, saying, “I’ve upset both of them again, what can you do?”
“Wanna hit me? Then come on! Hurry up and kill me; I can’t wait!”
“Looking for death!” Miguel saw Flynn acting so arrogantly, and a murderous intent erupted within him. He took a heavy step forward!
“Boom!”
This kick exploded on the ground like a bomb, shaking the entire floor and causing everyone to feel a tremor.