My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 627

Mr. Y was still standing in front of the sofa. A piece of broken glass crashed to the floor in front of him.

Following the loud noise, everyone in the square was shocked. The music also stopped and they all looked over.

Daniel drove the car and retreated.

William stood there, staring inside with a sinister gaze. Suddenly, he bent down and picked up a stick that was as long as a golf club.

The glass shattered piece by piece.

He hit it hard and his eyes were horribly red.

"Bam!"

After smashing it, William bent his waist and walked in with both feet stepping on the broken glass on the ground. Alice worriedly rushed over, "William, be careful."

This place was full of glass fragments.

"Finally show yourself up?" William roared hysterically, "Hide! Why didn't you continue to hide?"

He roared like a madman.

That sound nearly tore Alice's eardrums.

"I didn't hide, I just..."

Alice stopped midway through her words, because she realised that William was not shouting at her, but Mr.Y.

"You have already been hiding for more than ten years, why not hide for another decade?"

William roared, his blood red eyes stared hatefully at Mr. Y. He raised the stick and smashed at him.

Mr. Y stood still, not even dodging.

"Bam!"

William smashed the coffee cup to the ground fiercely. The coffee cup shattered and spilled coffee that was still steaming.

Alice stood there and only then did she understand that William and Mr. Y had long known each other.

But how could they know each other?

Wasn't William unable to find Mr. Y's identity?

Mr. Y stood there looking at William, not saying a word. They stood face to face. Their heights were about the same, William's rage seemed like it was going to burn everything.

"What? How long are you going to hide like this?"

William smashed the stick in front of Mr. Y and glared at Mr. Y, wanting to tear Mr. Y into shreds.

Alice stood there, she trembled as she looked at them blankly.

Mr. Y stood there like a log and then finally moved. He raised his hand and slowly took off his sunglasses, and under them was a pair of narrow eyes, and he looked at William with guilt in his eyes.

Guilt?

Alice watched as Mr. Y took off his mask. The moment the mask was taken off, Alice opened her eyes wide in shock and covered her mouth with her hands as she looked at Mr. Y in disbelief.

It was an extremely refined and mature face.

She had seen this face before.

Previously, William showed her a picture of his brother with York. She always remembered the smile on his face.

David.

He was David, the older brother of William who had died in a car accident for more than ten years. The young boy in the photo was handsome and the man in front of her was mature and calm, but they were indeed the same person.

David was standing right in front of them, completely unharmed. His face and hands did not even have a single scar.

As David took off the mask, it seemed as if the air had frozen and only the sound of William's heavy breathing remained. He glared at David's face and his eyes turned even redder as his breathing became heavier.

He was alive and had always lived in this world.

"William, long time no see."

David stood there and smiled when he saw William's furious face.

In the next second, William extended his hand and punched him in the face. He pressed him down on the sofa, his hands fiercely grabbed his collar as he growled, "Hiding for more than ten years, you finally decided to show yourself up!"

He punched him in the face again.

David sat paralyzed on the sofa, not resisting at all as he let William beat him up. He tilted his face and blood seeped out of his pursed lips.

"William, stop hitting him!"

Seeing that, Alice did not care about the shock from seeing David's reincarnation and immediately rushed forward to pull William, "You will injure him, stop hitting him."

"He has already died once. Even if he is beaten to death, he will just die once more!"

William roared, and as if he was unsatisfied, he held him and beat him up again. David let him hit until he spat out a mouthful of blood. He did not resist, nor did he dodge.

They got down from the sofa and started wrestling on the ground that was full of broken glass. David was beaten until his face was bruised, he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.