The Established Siblings Of The Pack

Chapter 507

Chapter 507 Of Course He Has to Chicken Out!

Following the sound, a man with red hair could be seen separating himself from the crowd and walking over.

Behind him were more than two dozen thugs swaggering over as well.

The man with red hair was Wyatt Beckham, the person who helped to look after the Golden Bar. He was also the right-hand man of Zion Quintana from the Seven Legends!

Seeing the group of approaching underworld thugs, those present began to cower in fear as they quietly discussed among themselves.

"Wyatt's here! This is getting out of hand!"

"Exactly! The guy at the bar only brought five or six people with him. How can they fight against Wyatt with just that? He's surely going to be taken care of tonight!"

"Not only him but those girls are also doomed tonight. If Young Master Clive enjoys one of them, the rest will probably go to these burly men."

The female students were so startled they turned pale and started sobbing their eyes out when they heard the discussion around them.

Wyatt took a glance at them with a perverted glint in his eyes.

But immediately after, he saw shattered beer bottles all over the floor and Clive, whose face was covered in blood, sitting where the shattered bits were.

His eyes narrowed as he boomed, "Damn it! What the f*ck is going on?!"

Clive endured the pain as he got up and pointed at Kingsley.

"Wyatt, that punk and his underlings beat me up! Hurry, finish them!"

Hearing that, Wyatt looked at Kingsley. He was about to make a scene when he suddenly saw Kenny, who was standing beside Kingsley.

"You…" Wyatt's right eyelid twitched like crazy. "Who are you? Why do you look so familiar?!"

Kenny scoffed at that. "You would've seen me when you went to pay Boss Jarett a visit with Master Quintana."

"Master Quintana…" Wyatt's face suddenly fell. "A-Are you Master Quintana's subordinate, Advisor Shane?!"

"Well, aren't I glad you remember!" Kenny put his hands behind his back and continued, "This Arison b*stard not only wanted to take advantage of these girls in public, he even disrespected Boss Nicholson! Are you sure you want to help the jerk?"

The look on Wyatt's face was replaced by one of suspicion when he turned to Kingsley. "Boss Nicholson? Since when is there a Boss Nicholson in the underworld?"

Kenny dismissively waved a hand. "That's none of your business. I'm asking if you will help this sc*mbag and make Boss Nicholson your enemy."

"I…" Wyatt hesitated.

Although he had already heard that Jarett and Kenny had fallen out, he didn't dare act rashly because Kenny was undoubtedly a man of power.

Everyone around them was surprised when they saw how wary Wyatt was toward Kenny.

"What's going on here? Wyatt is pretty awesome, so why does he seem timid when facing this person?"

"I bet Advisor Shane is more influential in the underworld than he is! It's the meeting between a Duke and a King. Of course, he is chickening out!"

"Oof… But Advisor Shane called the young man beside him 'boss'! Could that young man be a top dog in the underworld?"

"It makes sense. No wonder he dared to beat Young Master Clive up just now!"

Clive felt his scalp go numb when he heard the conversation around him.

Eyebrows furrowed, he wondered if Kingsley was indeed a bigwig in Cleapolis' underworld. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He felt blood trickle down his nostrils right after he started to think about this.

The alcohol in him went to his head. He aggressively wiped off the blood and bellowed, "Bah! So what if you are the big boss of Cleapolis' underworld? I am the second young master of the Arison Family from Seavale! It's bad enough that we lost power within the family and were sent to this bullsh*t place. There's no reason for us to be bullied by some thug on top of that!"

He took determined and arrogant steps to Wyatt's side and hissed, "Wyatt, I don't care if this punk is some kind of big boss. Have him and his underlings dealt with tonight, and I will pay you 70 thousand. These two dozen subordinates you have here will get seven thousand each. Dammit, I'm f*cking going all out today!"