Chapter 141 The moment they made contact with Sean, Sean knocked them over. Then figures were flying, and screams were heard. They saw Sean hitting at random, but no one could resist his attacks.
Crack!
“Ah!”
Thump! Thump! In less than a minute, all ten elite thugs were knocked to the ground.
Two of them even had their wrists crushed by Sean.
Ten goons lay screaming on the ground.
Sean was still in his wheelchair, not flushed or out of breath. Even his wheelchair never moved.
He was casual and decisive.
Silence!
Dead silence!
Charles and the others widened their eyes.
No one expected a cripple like Sean to be so strong. Moments later, a youth behind Charles exclaimed.
“What the f*ck. He knows martial arts!”
Charles looked a little pale too.
“Sean, don’t be so full of yourself.
“Believe it or not, I’ll send someone to your house to get your wife right now!
“Then I’ll let my brothers f*ck her in front of you.”
Charles leaned forward slightly, his eyes radiating menace.
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