What’s going on?!
Everyone looked toward the door in shock and saw a tall and slim figure appear at the entrance.
The man had a cold and stern face, like the King of Hell erging from the underworld, exuding a terrifying aura!
Several of the henchn responsible for keeping watch were sprawled on the ground, all bruised and swollen, moaning in agony.
As for Adrian Law, his attire remained neat, his appearance handso and clean, with only a slight wrinkle on the cuff!
Is this man too frightening?
More than a dozen people can’t even defeat him alone?!
This unbelievable combat power, is it truly not a fignt of their imagination?
...
The bald man with a scar hated handso guys like Adrian Law, especially since Adrian wasn’t just a pretty face!
Jealously, he spat on the ground.
"Pah! Where’s this bastard from? Wants to stand up for this mom and child without knowing his place!"
"Brothers, get him, kill this attention seeker! Ouch, my hand—"
He focused on giving orders, forgetting his hand had already been broken by Cecilia Vaughn, and scread in pain, looking ridiculous like a clown.
The scarred man’s embarrassnt turned to anger, he angrily reprimanded.
"Why are you all standing around! Get him together!"
The thugs, initially scared by Adrian Law, finally snapped out of it, hurriedly grabbing their long sticks and charging at Adrian Law!
Adrian Law remained cool as ice, not taking these small-ti thugs seriously, casually glancing at Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia, are you okay? Watch over Grandma, leave these guys to ."
"Okay!"
Cecilia Vaughn nodded, quickly hugging Joan Sinclair and moving to the side, if Joan wasn’t there, she wouldn’t mind loosening up herself.
But for now, the priority was ensuring Grandma’s safety.
"Cecilia..."
Joan Sinclair, a refined person who had taught for years, had never seen such a scene, trembling in fear.
Cecilia Vaughn’s heart was clenched, hurriedly holding Joan Sinclair in her arms, preventing her from seeing the ongoing confrontation.
"Grandma, don’t be afraid, I’m here."
Anger whipped Cecilia Vaughn’s heart like a lash, she was eager to tear this group of thugs apart!
The Riverdell courtyard bought by Grandpa, perfectly located, had no chance of being demolished in recent years, who in power was targeting her!
...
anwhile, Adrian Law’s eyes were sharp like a falcon, despite being empty-handed among thugs wielding sticks, he was as steady as a mountain, unmovable.
"Die!"
The daring ones swung their sticks first, aiming at Adrian Law’s face!
Jealous of him, they couldn’t stand Adrian Law’s good looks.
...
"Heh—"
Seeing their aggressive actions, Adrian Law’s lips curved into a mocking smile.
The nacing as they were, they felt a cold chill at his smile, making their hair stand on end.
"Damn pretty boy, what’s so funny!"
In a flash, Adrian Law raised his arm, twisting one man’s arm with snake-like speed, then used him as a human shield, flinging him out!
Several thugs collided instantly!
Bam—
Four or five n fell down!
Adrian Law casually picked up a stick, efficiently hitting the skull of a man trying to sneak up from behind, as if he had eyes on his back!
"Ouch, my head, murder—"
Blood flowed freely in an instant.
What the hell, this man was so brutal, truly unafraid of causing trouble!
...
So timid ones retreated a step, while Adrian Law was as fierce as ice, coldly scanning the scene.
"Anyone else want to co? Co on, all together!"
The bald and scarred man who cursed earlier was now speechless, staring at Adrian Law in shock.
Is this guy really the reincarnation of the King of Hell?
Terrified, he wanted to flee!
However, Cecilia Vaughn wouldn’t let him get his way.
Cecilia Vaughn kicked him between his legs, hoping to break his ability to cause trouble again!
"Who kicked —"
The bald and scarred man scread in fear, fell to the ground with a thud.
...
Within minutes, the courtyard flowers were in disarray, with burly n crying in pain everywhere.
"Please, I was wrong, I really was wrong, spare —"
Adrian Law maintained a cold deanor, watching the bald scarred man writhing in pain.
"Spare you? How should I spare you?"
His voice the chill of ice cracking over jade, cold and indifferent, chilling to the core.
The bald scarred man realized he’d truly failed this ti, hurriedly banging his head on the ground, doing it dozens of tis.
Blood stread, but he seed oblivious to pain, the nearby thugs were dizzy with fright as Adrian Law remained expressionless.
Cecilia Vaughn supported Joan Sinclair, looking down at the bald scarred man.
"Who sent you to demolish Grandma’s house!"
The man appeared pitiful, blood on his head unsettling.
"I... I only know they were nad Vaughn, gave five thousand as a deposit, and five thousand more upon completion."
The bald scarred man fearfully pointed at Joan Sinclair.
"They told to pressure this old lady... uh... this lady to seal with false agreent, I know nothing else!"
Cecilia Vaughn’s face darkened.
Forgery agreent?
What else could it be, likely the equity inheritance docunt!
Fiona Vaughn! Gregory Vaughn!
To protect their years of stolen wealth, they wouldn’t even spare an elder!
Truly heartless, without any moral bottom line!
...
Adrian Law noticed Cecilia Vaughn’s clenched fist, his heart ached slightly.
"Cecilia, don’t worry, Grandma hurt her knee, take her to treat the injury."
Adrian Law said, kicking the bald scarred man hard!
"Bang—"
There was a loud noise, the bald scarred man spat three mouths of blood, lying half-dead against the courtyard wall.
Adrian Law deed it insufficient, his eyes sharp as a knife, lifting his boot to cruelly crush the man’s foot!
"Spare —"
The bald scarred man wailed, his joints cracking, while Adrian Law stayed indifferent!
This man, likely to be crippled for life!
"You want to live? It’s possible."
Adrian Law icily regarded the man, with imperial arrogance.
"Call your employer, tell them you got the seal and have them co for the docunts!"
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