My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 807

"How's her injury?" His tone suddenly turned cold.

It was the first time Lucy had experienced how protective Patrick was.

It's okay for that girl to hit someone. But if she was hit by someone, no way!

If that girl saw how he showed his favoritism, she would get a big head.

Lucy sent the photos of Christina's injuries to Patrick. About ten minutes later, she received a message from him.

She raised her eyebrows and felt a little nervous.

The five hooligans who had fighting and harassment tonight were taking statements in the police station. Suddenly, they were released on bail. They walked out of the police station arrogantly and shouted at the police," We has friends in high places!"

When they were still complacent, someone invited them to a stretch limousine. The driver was dressed in a suit and was driving with white gloves. He looked ahead with a cold face. They felt uneasy with his aura, which was like a professional assassin.

"Who are you? Which party do you belong to?"

The hooligan leader shouted pretentiously.

The driver did not look sideways. The car was locked and drove steadily at high speed. The driver said, "My boss, Mr. Hopkins, wants to see you." He was disdainful to talk to these hooligans.

"Who?!"

In the darkness, the black limousine sped through the main road and turned several corners into an alley. Even these local hooligans panicked. Where were they going and who were they meeting?

They wanted to break through the door and escape halfway, but the car was locked, and the quality was too good to break out. Then they wanted to attack the driver and grab the steering wheel, but the driver turned sideways and raised a gun on them.

These hooligans thought that it must be some bigwigs who wanted to ask them to do something. As long as they did what the bigwigs told them, they would stay safe.

They arrived at a place like an underground garage that was very spacious and dark. Strangely, a large ring was set up in the middle with dazzling lights around.

"Get on the stage"

Under the ring, there was a long chair. There was no light over there. It could only vaguely recognize a man sitting on the chair.

After the hooligans got out of the car, "Put on your gloves and don't use protective equipment. Fight with each other on the ring... until you all break your hands."

He said in a flat but commanding voice.

These local hooligans were stunned when they heard it and immediately flew into a rage, "Fucking asshole, I..." Before he could finish his vulgar swearing, the man who was sitting there suddenly rushed out and knocked the arrogant man to the ground with a fist, spitting out blood.

Standing in the dark, Lucy was surprised to see that he couldn't resist beating these people himself.

"Throw them up." The glaring light made Patrick look frosty.

Some men in black came out from the dark immediately and threw them onto the stage. Patrick also jumped onto the stage with an indifferent expression. He knocked one of the hooligans to the ground. Then he hit the hooligan's arm hard with his fist. The waves of screams came out, even the sound of the bone fracture could be heard in this empty place.