A gang of thugs stared at Philip intently, feeling extremely angry at the way Philip made his arrogant appearance.
Old Cain’s cheek twitched, causing the centipede-like scar on his face to wiggle back and forth as if it was about to eat people.
“How gutsy of you. Your wife‘s life is in our hands and you still dare to mess around.”
“Your lives are in my hands,” Philip said coldly as he walked toward Old Cain.
“Hold it right there! Take one more step and I’ll kill your wife!”
A thug held a steel pipe and pointed at Wynn’s head.
Wynn smiled as she looked at Philip, her tears already blurring her vision. The fact that Philip could come was the most gratifying thing for Wynn.
After shooting Wynn a reassuring look, Philip steadily stopped in his tracks.
Old Cain looked at Philip with a sneer and said disdainfully, “You have guts but not brains.”
The corners of Philip’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Old Cain with a subtle smile.
Seeing Philip’s expression, Old Cain felt uncomfortable all over. It was as if Philip had no fear at all.
Was this kid really stupid or pretending to be stupid?
Old Cain looked at Philip with some doubts and felt that he could not see through Philip.
In the past, anyone caught by Old Cain’s gang would act like Martin and the others, panicked and at a loss. Just a little beating and intimidation would scare them sh*tless. However, Philip was too calm as if he was afraid of nothing and everything was within his grasp.
“Charge! Beat him up until his parents can’t recognize him!” Old Cain roared.
Old Cain felt that Philip was just pretending. Such deceptive acts would quickly be exposed under kicks and punches. By then, Philip could only kneel and beg for mercy.
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