Chapter 108 What A Waste
Jared ignored him, sweeping a gaze over the cigars on the table. Then, he picked one up and sniffed it lightly. “This is some good cigar. What a waste!”
After saying that, he lit one and took a small puff before exhaling a circle of smoke. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be relishing it.
Seeing the indifferent and intoxicated expression on his face, everyone almost burst a blood vessel.
“Brat, I’ll take your life today for having the audacity to injure Mr. Murphy!”
Roaring, Lux punched his fist at Jared. Not only was the blow exceedingly forceful, but it also emitted a whizzing sound as it cut through the air, making it evident that he was a trained fighter.
Jared remained nonchalant in the face of the punch. He took another puff of the cigar and exhaled at Lux, who was charging at him.
Following that puff of smoke, the latter, initially streaking forward at lightning speed with his arm extended, abruptly froze as though immobilized. His fist was only mere centimeters away from Jared.
All at once, everyone gaped at the sight. Under their incredulous gazes, Jared kicked the man and sent him flying. The strapping body flew right out of the office and slammed onto the ground heavily.
“Lux!”
Dexter’s expression changed drastically, and he raced over to check on the man. After all, Lux was his most skilled fighter and had trained in kickboxing for over ten years.
When he reached the man, he was entirely stunned to see that Lux’s chest had sunken in, and blood trickled out the corner of his mouth. His eyes were wide open, and he lay on the ground motionlessly that one could not tell whether he was still alive.
“Kill him! Finish him off!”
Rage swamped Dexter, and he went ballistic. Never had I been disrespected such! I’m going to rip him to pieces right this instant!
With that order, the remaining men lunged at Jared.
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