At this moment, Lam screamed. Henry subconsciously opened the door and rushed to her room.
Pushing the door open, he saw that Lam had been forced to the corner by Dempsey. Lam's stepmother had fallen to the side.
Henry's appearance made the three people in the room look at him at the same time.
"Brother-in-law!"
"Henry!"
Lam and his stepmother said at almost the same time. They looked at Henry as if they saw a saviour.
At the same time, Lam's scream just now also made Marlon, who stayed next door, come over and appear at the door.
Dempsey looked at the two people who appeared at the door of the room. He gradually turned around and did not bother about Lam first. Instead, he looked at Henry. "Hey, aren't you that spineless wretch? What? Do you want to stand up for this woman? Did you forget how I taught you a lesson yesterday morning?"
Just now, Dempsey told Lam and his mother that Henry begged for mercy yesterday morning. Lam's stepmother still didn't believe it. But now when she heard Dempsey say this in front of Henry, she immediately understood that what Dempsey said was true. The Zhao clan didn't care about Henry at all. They just didn't want to touch him for the time being.
Lam's stepmother had completely figured out that the Zhao clan would bury Lam with their son tomorrow. The politeness shown before was just an illusion. They just wanted Lam's family to relax. Now, the Zhao clan did not intend to continue to pretend to be polite and directly attacked them.
Marlon saw a mop at the door, silently picked it up, and did not speak. Since the very beginning, he was not optimistic about Henry. He did not think that this young man could frighten the Zhao clan. After all, the power of the Zhao clan was too strong. He had already prepared himself. If the Zhao clan really wanted to do something, at the worst, he would have a life- and- death struggle with them.
Dempsey sauntered over to Henry and stared at him. "Kid, how dare you interfere with my business? Are you tired of living?"
After Dempsey finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to slap Henry's face, just like how he treated Alfred yesterday morning. The arrogance on his face showed that he obviously did not put Henry in his eyes.
Just as Dempsey's hand was about to land on Henry's face, his wrist was grabbed by Henry. It felt like it was stuck in an iron pincer and he could not move at all.
Dempsey was unable to shake Henry's hand even with force. He broke out into curses, "You motherf*cker!"
"Trash." Henry had a smile on his face as he softly spat out the word. Then, with a sudden kick, he directly kicked Dempsey in the chest, sending him flying a few metres away.
Dempsey only felt a burning pain in his chest. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even breathe. He looked at Henry in disbelief. He did not think that the other party would actually dare to attack him. The person who apologized to him yesterday morning actually dared to touch him!
After kicking Dempsey away, Henry didn't even spare Dempsey another glance. He said to Lam and his family, "Let's go, let's leave this place."
Henry had already ordered people to surround the entire house. Soon, there would be a massacre here. It was not suitable for ordinary people like Lam's family.
Lam's stepmother quickly got up from the ground, took Lam's hand and hurriedly said, "Let's go. Let's go quickly."
"Want to leave? No one can leave today!" Dempsey, who had been kicked to the ground, shouted. He clutched his chest and stood up from the ground. His eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Henry. "You hit me, but you still want to leave? What kind of place do you think this is?"
Dempsey picked up a vase and smashed it onto the ground.
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