Chapter 36
Dane suddenly lifted his head, his blood–red eyes staring
staring at Hans. “Do you really have to take things this for?”
“Oh, got angry, did you?”
Hans laughed, and his iron rod, originally resting on Dane’s shoulder, suddenly awung down hard towards it.
Dane winced in pain, a muffled grunt escaping him as his body was forced to bend. A pair of fiery red eyes glared deathly at Hans. He knew Hans wouldn’t let him off easily.
Dane felt that instead of enduring further torment from Hans, it would be better to make a desperate attempt.
As the iron rod came down again, a cold glint flashed through Dane’s eyes. He suddenly raised his hand, catching the iron rod
Hans hadn’t expected him to fight back, so he was completely caught off guard and shocked for a moment.
Seizing the opportunity, Dane wrestled the iron rod from Hans‘ hands and swung it towards his head.
Dane had had enough!
Since being docile doesn’t stop Hans from messing with you, he’d rebel.
Screw Hans!.
Hans was startled, quickly trying to dodge to the side, but was still a bit too slow.
The iron rod struck his shoulder sending a wave of intense pain. Hans‘ face contorted, his eyes filled with fury.
“What did you just do!”
Hans, after all, had been toughened by the real world. Both in the force of his blows and in ruthlessness, he far outmatched Dane.
In just a few moves, Dane was beaten to the ground.
Hans stepped on his chest. “Trying to be tough with me, huh?” He snarled, his brows menacingly furrowed, “Alright then, III show you tough”
He drew a knife from his coat, “Today III cripple one of your hands to teach you a lesson.”
‘Let go of my son! Let go of my son!”
Marian screamed and rushed forward, hitting and biting at Hans with all her might.
At that moment, she knew no fear All she knew was that she couldn’t let her son be harmed.
Hans, annoyed, pushed her away. Marian’s back hit a fallen table hard, her face turning pale with pain instantly
Ashton also charged forward, but what match were these two elders for Hans. Instead, they ended up getting hurt themselves.
Dane was furious. “Mom! Dad!”
“You scum! Let go of my son! Let go of my son!”
Ashton and Marian roared, disregarding their pain and charging again, but Hans was irritated.
1 fools
How them out” He ordered his minions.
Upon the command, two of them carried the couple and threw them outside.
Ashton landed hard on the ground, in agony
The minions then threw Marian out, but just as she was about to hit the ground, a figure flashed by catching her with precision.
Flora, supporting Marian, looked around the wrecked room, her eyes growing colder.
“It’s you!” The minions, seeing Flora, remembered the incident in the alley, their legs trembling with fear.
Hearing the commotion, Hans turned. When he saw Flora supported Ashton and Marian, his cold eyes narrowed.
“What are you doing here? Dane roared. A wave of despair surged in his heart,
Flora instructed Alex and the others to take care of Ashton and Marian, then she stepped forward, walking into the diner.
With the memory of last time, these thugs dared not stop her.
As she approached, Flora’s oura grew even colder,
Hans glanced at Flora, still feeling the pain from their last encounter. He hadn’t sought her out yet, but here she was, coming for him.
“Are you an idiot?” Flora crouched down, examining Dane’s body. At the sight of his bloody shoulders, her pupils contracted.
Her Icy gaze shot towards Hans. “You did this.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement.
“So what if I did?” Hans scoffed, not taking Flora seriously at all.
He signaled his minions with a glance, and they immediately blocked the exit, trapping Flora inside the diner.
