Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 208

Chapter 208

Queenie glanced over and began to feel a little worried for Severin even though she knew that he had amazing skills. However, she knew better than anyone that nothing could be done to smoothen things over. After all, she felt a burst of joy in her heart when Severin smashed the wine bottle over Gareth's head.

Severin merely glanced indifferently at the thugs before finally saying with disdain, "There's quite a number of you, but you won't be able to win against me!"

"You're bold, kid!" Paul sneered and said, "Do you know whose turf you're on right now? I don't think there's any use in telling you though. You're not worthy of knowing that information!" As soon as he said that, he waved his hand. "Kill him!"

"Charge!"

More than twenty of those thugs rushed up to Severin from all directions, but he kicked them one. after another and they all collapsed to the ground within a few seconds. None of them could stand up, and some of them were vomiting blood while others clutched their chests and strained to look up.

"How..." Paul was stunned and wondered if it was a hallucination. Though there were quite a few. people who once caused trouble in his establishment, those troublemakers either had their limbs. broken if they were lucky and killed if they were unlucky. However, it was the first time he had seen the tables being turned on them!

Severin glanced at Queenie who was clearly still feeling unwell. She probably had not recovered her strength yet, and judging from her condition, it would probably take ten or so minutes before she could walk on her own.

It went without saying that he could have carried her out if it came to that, but she was his cousin and he was a married man. Carrying her out could be considered an intimate act, and it would be best avoided. Therefore, he intended to wait until she recovered before bringing her away from

there.

"Am I worthy of knowing who's your backer now?" Since there was nothing that Severin could do for the moment, he sat leisurely on the sofa and took out a cigarette to start smoking.

"This bar is owned by the Emerald Cloud Gang. Do you know who they are? I bet you're on the verge of wetting your pants after hearing their name. They're one of the three big gangs in Brookbourn who rule the underground." Paul raised his head slightly, thumbed his nose, and spoke in a very arrogant tone. He had evidently gained more confidence after recalling that the bar was owned by the Emerald Cloud Gang..

"Hehe, one of three big gangs?" Severin sneered coldly. It was obvious that they were unaware of Draco Hall taking over the cedar gang. If they knew, they probably would not say something like

that.

"So? Are you scared now? If you are, you'd better apologize and get the hell out of here. Oh, and you should also prostrate yourself in front of Mister Gareth, or else he probably won't let you off that easily!" Paul remarked proudly because he thought that Severin would be afraid.

"Exactly. I want you to prostrate yourself, and I'm going to bring your cousin away with me too!" Gareth was still oblivious to the situation and spoke arrogantly as well.

"Indeed. Come over here and prostrate yourself! You only have ten minutes, because I'm going to leave once those ten minutes are up!" Severin smiled coldly and reiterated to Gareth, "Get over here, you f*cking pervert. Prostrate yourself before me and my cousin!"

"You bistard! How dare you demand me to prostate myself? Do you think you can bear the consequences of that? I'm the son of the Fenlands, and the Fenlands are a third-tier upper-class family!"

It was Gareth's first time meeting a crackpot like Severin who was undeterred by everything despite being told who was the owner of the bar. After all, a third-tier family like the Fenlands. should not be provoked, what more a force like the Emerald Cloud Gang.

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