Chapter 422 The Unexpected Backer Behind Ismael!

Book:A King Reborn in Shadows Published:2024-6-4

“Hahaha, this idiot is still joking with us. Today, if he dares to help, I…”
Before Ismael could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a figure flash before his eyes, fiercely grabbing his neck.
In a near-suffocating moment, his body was lifted high and violently slammed onto the living room floor.
“Bang!”
A loud crash resounded as his back hit the ground.
The entire living room floor trembled slightly.
Ismael only felt a sharp pain in his back, coughing violently.
His brain buzzed with chaotic noise, and his internal organs felt like they were about to shatter.
Everyone stared in astonishment.
Flynn grinned at Trusova and said, “Sorry, I’ll borrow your table for a bit.”
After saying that, he grabbed Ismael by the ear and forcefully threw him onto the table.
Ismael screamed in pain, but before he could struggle, he felt an excruciating pain in his ear, as if it had been cut by a knife. Once again, Flynn dragged his body into the air.
“Bang!”
Another loud crash.
Ismael crashed onto the coffee table in front of the sofa.
“Flynn, what the f\*\*\*…”
Ismael hadn’t even finished half of his sentence when his right hand was pressed down onto the table.
“Wasn’t it this hand that got injured on the court last time?” Flynn said expressionlessly.
“What… What are you planning to do?” Ismael exclaimed in fear and anger. Unable to contain himself, he shouted, “Don’t think that just because you know a few big shots in Niarak, you can do whatever you want. There are people who can restrain you!”
“The big shot behind me is right here!”
“You can’t afford to offend him. As long as you lay a finger on me…”
“Bang!”
Flynn’s fist struck down.
Ismael’s right hand bones shattered, turning into a bloody mess, beyond saving!
The whole process took only a short ten seconds.
The actions were swift and seamless, to the point that even his subordinates didn’t have time to react, and Ismael’s right hand turned into a pulp.
“You crazy bastard! How dare you hurt my right hand? Today, I’ll f\*\*\*ing kill you! What the f\*\*\* are you all doing? Attack!”
Ismael clutched his right hand, hysterical, his brain throbbing with dizziness from the pain.
Only then did his subordinates react, wielding iron rods as they rushed over.
The thirty-square-meter living room instantly descended into chaos.
Bang! Clang! Crack! Boom!
A blurred figure moved among them, leaving behind a trail of howls.
The sound of bones shattering echoed one after another.
In just a few seconds, all of Ismael’s subordinates fell to the ground, wailing in agony.
“Is this what you call trying to kill me?” Flynn stared at Ismael, his expression devoid of emotion, and asked.
“Don’t be so arrogant. You’ll know your place soon!” Ismael’s teeth almost shattered from the pain. He wasn’t surprised by this outcome.
Flynn’s martial arts were indeed formidable.
His subordinates couldn’t last long.
“I don’t know if I’ll kneel or not, but you definitely will!” Flynn said indifferently, stomping down on Ismael’s knee.
“Crack!”
The sound of bones breaking resonated.
Ismael’s lower leg bent unnaturally, bending upward in a strange way.
It was horrifying and gruesome.
“Ah! Bastard! Beast! I’ll kill you!” Ismael’s pain made his hair stand on end, and cold sweat streamed down his face.
“I told you I’d break one of your legs, and it seems you didn’t believe me!” Flynn’s face was cold.
Kseniya frowned as she looked at Ismael’s miserable state.
This Flynn, he’s truly a madman!
“Flynn, did my father spare you last time because he was afraid?”
“I’ll tell you, my father spared your dog’s life because of Molly’s face!”
“Let’s see who can save you today!” Ismael took out his phone and dialed a number.
He thought that Flynn, relying on the reputation of the God of War, wouldn’t dare to underestimate the influential figures in the state, even if he was arrogant in Niarak.
Any sane person would be wary to some extent.
Little did he know that Flynn wasn’t fazed at all.
He didn’t even ask who the big backer was before shattering his own knee.
“You son of a b\*\*\*\*, just you wait. Don’t think I’m bluffing!”
As soon as Ismael finished speaking, the call connected.
“Hey! Mr. Spencer, one of Dingda Technologies’ employees is smearing our company, and when I went to deal with it, her partner attacked me…”
“Oh, Mr. Spencer! It’s not that I can’t handle such a small matter, but that guy is really skilled in martial arts. I couldn’t beat him!”
“What?! You want to bring Brady, the Spencer family’s enforcer, here? And the new high-level experts you’ve recently met will also come? That’s great!”
After a few more words, Ismael hung up the phone and stared at Flynn, saying, “The heavyweight I’ve invited even has to show respect to Mr. Richardson!”
“Aren’t you doing well in Niarak?”
“So, let’s see who you can rely on when Mr. Spencer arrives!” Ismael smirked.
“Mr. Spencer?” Kseniya furrowed her brows and couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Cox, is this Mr. Spencer you mentioned related to the Spencer family, the first noble family in Shipmeda State?”
Ismael’s subordinates were also taken aback, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked at Ismael.
Ismael proudly declared, “That’s right, my backer is none other than Jaylin, the legitimate grandson of Barney, the head of the Spencer family, and the legitimate son of Governor Rocco, Mr. Spencer!”
Boom!
The whole scene erupted with astonishment.
As soon as they heard the name “Jaylin,” everyone was overwhelmed by the shock.
“The Spencer family? The first noble family in Shipmeda State! And with Governor’s presence, their reputation is flourishing, lasting for centuries!”
“The Spencer family had six Grandmasters in their ranks, all of whom died overseas while pursuing the King of Poison. Otherwise, the fame of the Spencer family would have been even more illustrious!”
“That’s right! Even so, in Shipmeda State, no other prestigious family can compare to the Spencer family, and no other clan can stand shoulder to shoulder with them! It’s unimaginable how esteemed Jaylin’s status is as the legitimate grandson!”
Ismael’s subordinates couldn’t help but discuss and praise the Spencer family, affirming Ismael’s abilities and thinking he was incredible for establishing a relationship with the Governor’s son!
The legitimate grandson of Barney and the Governor’s son!
Either of these identities alone would make them a force to be reckoned with in Niarak!
Now, with both identities combined in one person, it could only be described as horrifying.
It was like a pair of royal flushes, composed of two kings, capable of obliterating Flynn!
Jaylin, the Governor’s son!
The son of a high-ranking official!
The son of a leader!
The surname Spencer in Shipmeda State!
In ancient times, even a feudal lord’s territory wouldn’t be as large as Shipmeda State!
If Jaylin wanted to rampage in Niarak, who would dare to stop him?
Who would dare to advise against it?
Edwin, heh, just the status of being the legitimate grandson of the Spencer family would be enough to scare him to death, not to mention that Jaylin was also the Governor’s son!
Kseniya’s hands trembled with excitement.
As the Consul General of the Bazayev family’s office in Ostrad, she naturally knew about the Spencer family in Shipmeda State.
She had planned to deal with Trusova first and then hire a skilled expert to take care of Flynn.
But she never expected Ismael to bring in this colossal figure!
Could Flynn survive tonight?
It was undoubtedly a death sentence!
“You arrogant fool, didn’t expect this, did you? Ostrad has an ancient saying, ‘You can hide from the first day, but you can’t hide from the fifteenth!’ It’s truly fitting!”
“Do you think you can escape unscathed?”
“Heh, it’s useless! If my family wants someone dead, they will die! Not even Jesus can save them! That’s what I’m saying!”