Chapter 585 Do Not Undermine Him
Raven’s expression turned grim. Is he that ruthless? “Murder! Murder!” The onlookers thought they were just watching a fight breaking out on the streets. However, they quickly scattered when they realized people’s lives were at stake.
Gerard clutched his stomach and wailed on the floor. Other thugs gathered around after hearing the commotion. All of them cast wary glances at Donald. “Brat, where are you from?”
Raven was taken aback by Donald’s ruthlessness. He had heard that it was not peaceful in Pollerton lately, and he was afraid that he might be down on his luck that day.
“Falport Street.” “Falport Street?” Raven mumbled. He thought that the name rang a bell. However, he couldn’t seem to place which gang the brutal young man was from.
Just when he was racking his brain, Raven noticed the signboard by the roadside that read: Falport Street. Isn’t that just this street’s name? Raven’s face sank as he chided, “How dare you toy with me, brat! Go on, finish him!”
A group of thugs wielding a multitude of weapons launched at Donald right away. However, they were not even War Gods, to begin with. Hence, they were nothing on Donald.
With a few slashes, Donald managed to knock them all to the ground. To teach them a lesson, Donald crippled one of their hands each.
Raven was not dumb. He knew that he had met a formidable opponent when he saw that his lackeys were brought down so easily.
He turned around and intended to flee the scene. However, Donald was a step ahead of Raven and seized him.
“Look, we’re both just trying to make our way around here. Just spare me some dignity—”
Slap!
Before Raven could finish, Donald slapped him right across his face.
“You damn—”
Slap!
“I am—”
Slap!
Donald was like a machine programmed for slapping. No matter what Raven said, the former just kept slapping him across his face.
Raven wanted to defend himself, but he realized that Donald was too fast.
Before he could even lift his hand to cover himself, Donald had already slapped him.
To Raven’s despair, the after-momentum of Donald’s slaps was really strong.
His mind would go blank for about two to four seconds after each slap. When he finally managed to snap back into his senses, another slap would already land on his face.
After slapping Raven thirty-five times, Donald finally let go of the already hazy man.
“Donald, you—”
Leonard was overcome by mixed feelings as he eyed Donald, who was standing before him. He didn’t know what to say.
Donald looked at Leonard and said impassively, “Don’t misunderstand. Even if you’re not the one getting beaten up today, I’ll still make a move.”
“Jenny!” Linda, who had slumped to the floor, noticed Jennifer, who was standing afar, immediately got up and ran toward her daughter.
“Jenny, I was wrong. It was all my fault. Could you forgive me?” Linda pleaded.
Jennifer was a soft-hearted person. She couldn’t help but shed a tear after listening to the woman’s plea.
“We are not related by any means now. Please don’t pull at me,” Jennifer replied.
Linda was initially stumped, but she was quick to regain her composure and yelled, “What are you saying? I’m your mother. I gave birth to you. How could you say that we’re not related? Besides, your father and I know that we’re wrong. We sold the company and decided to make an honest living by setting up a stall. We didn’t know that we’d still be bullied by others as we tried to get by on our own.”
“You guys sold the company?” Jennifer asked in a rather incredulous tone. “The company is easily worth more than a few million. Why did you guys just sell it off like that?”
Linda was stumped and didn’t know how to answer Jennifer.
Meanwhile, Leonard explained, “That company owed a lot of debt. It was not worth five million at all. Since we also need to fund your younger brother’s surgery, we had no choice but to sell it off.”
