“Charlie, you worthless piece of trash! Now that all of you have been expelled from the Wilson family, I’m here to im this vi on their behalf!”
ire clenched her teeth and replied, “You all have gone too far! Are you really trying to seize the vi just because you couldn’t convince Charlie to give it up?”
Jacob, seething with anger, shouted, “Harold! This vi belongs to my son-inw. No one has the right to take it from him!”
With a sneer, Harold shot back, “Who do you think you are, ire? You’ve been disowned by the Wilson family. Do you really think you’re in a position to talk to me?”
Harold then raised a crowbar, pointing it threateningly at Jacob as he continued, “And you, old man, do you still think you’re my second uncle? Get out of this vi now, or I’ll break your legs!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Furious, Charlie asked coldly, “Where is Barry?”
Harold stepped forward with augh, “Oh, you mean the old man who was guarding the vi? I got rid of him after giving him a good beating. He should now know who the true owner of this vi is.”
“You hurt Barry?” Charlie’s expression hardened.
Barry had been a butler for the White family, but since Zeke had made him responsible for this vi, he was considered one of Charlie’s own. Barry had always been loyal and respectful to him. Most importantly, Barry was over sixty years old. Charlie couldn’t believe that Harold would attack such an innocent old man.
With a mocking grin, Harold said, “Why not? If a dog doesn’t recognize its master, it deserves a good beating! How else would it learn its ce?” Heughed sinisterly.
This infuriated Charlie, who didn’t hold back and threw a punch at Harold.
Bam!
Harold didn’t have time to dodge, and Charlie’s fist connected with his nose. Harold screamed in agony as blood poured from his face.
“Why are you just standing there?! I want this piece of trash dead!” Harold shrieked at his bodyguards, his expression wild with fury.
The bodyguards immediately drew long knives and charged at Charlie with malicious intent.
“Charlie, I know you’re a skilled fighter, but I’m eager to see how you’ll survive this! Let’s find out if your fists are stronger than our des!”<fn69ed> Official source is fι?dnοvel</fn69ed>
ire and Jacob turned pale as they watched the bodyguards advance on Charlie, knives in hand. While Charlie was indeed a formidable fighter, he was still human. How could he possibly stand against armed opponents?
Charlie maintained a calm demeanor, saying, “Do you really think you can take my life that easily?”
With that, Charlie sprang into action, moving with incredible speed to fend off the Wilson family’s bodyguards.
Despite the bodyguards wielding long knives, they couldn’t even graze Charlie’s clothing. Remarkably, he was able to counterattack while dodging their strikes.
With each punch he threw, the sound echoed in the air, and the bodyguards, all former special forces, were no match for him.
In mere moments, Charlie had incapacitated all the bodyguards. His movements were so swift that no one couldprehend how he took them down; they were left on the ground before they even realized he was upon them!
Fueled by rage, Charlie showed no mercy, attacking brutally as he fought. Many of the bodyguardsy moaning on the ground, nursing broken limbs and severe injuries.