The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1260

“Aren’t you leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to send you off?”

Josh’s face was cold, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth as he stared at the boxers who were still standing.

Immediately afterward, these people supported each other and carried the corpses of Marco and the leading boxer before leaving the bar.

At this point, the conflict was over.

Josh turned around and said, “Is that all the Lopez family has? These people don’t even have the qualifications to enter the Dragon Warrior selection.”

Philip’s eyes were burning. When he looked at the people who had left, he knew a bloody storm would follow.

Soon after they paid for the damages here, they left the bar.

That night.

In a hotel, the entire first floor was reserved.

At this moment in the hotel’s largest and most luxurious suite, a group of people was standing with their heads bowed. They had serious and sad expressions on their faces!

On the ground were two corpses covered with white cloths.

Rafael Lopez’s body trembled, and his fists were clenched. With red eyes, he roared, “Who did this?!”

The entire suite was filled with Rafael’s anger.

He looked at his second son who would never wake up again and was furious!

Someone dared to kill the young master of the Lopez family!

On the side, all the boxers with wounds on their bodies knelt on the ground when Rafael exploded in anger. They knocked their heads on the ground and shouted, “Patriarch, those pigs did it! We know one of them. His name is Philip Clarke!”

“Philip Clarke? Philip Clarke!”

Rafael was full of anger. His fists were clenched, and his veins were throbbing.

He thought of the arrogant kid who had pretentiously challenged the martial arts of the world!

Boom!

Rafael smashed the coffee table in front of him with a punch and shouted furiously, “He will pay for my son’s death! Send someone to contact Fusha immediately. Execute my order. Mobilize all the manpower and forces and rush to Uppercreek overnight! I want to drench this place in blood!”

Angry!

Furious!

A bloody storm was brewing!

At the same time at the Southridge border.