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No matter which city, there would always be these thugs and despicable individuals, and this was no exception even
in a place like Crosac.
However, what surprised Sean was that this group of hooligans seemed to be coming toward him and Lisha.
When they arrived in front of them, the hooligans surrounded Sean and Lisha.
"Are you two Sean Lennon and Lisha Crosac?" The leader, a young man with yellow hair, asked while pulling out a
switchblade about ten centimeters long from his waist.
Upon hearing the name Lisha Crosac, Timaeus, who was eating beside them, widened his eyes in surprise, and
Shirley also had a sudden realization on her face.
Sean frowned and said, "We're not, you've got the wrong people..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Not? Hehe. We've been following you from near the Harvey Tower until here. Do you dare say you're not?"
The yellow-haired leader sneered. He pressed the button on the handle of his switchblade, and the shiny ten-
centimeter blade sprang out.
"Don't blame us for being heartless. Someone paid us to deal with you, and we had no choice!"
As soon as the yellow-haired leader finished speaking, he swung the switchblade toward Sean's face.
Meanwhile, the other hooligans grabbed their weapons and began to swing at Sean and Lisha with steel pipes.
Just then, a loud roar suddenly sounded.
"Stop!"
This thunderous roar immediately stunned the gang of hooligans.
The person who shouted was none other than Timaeus, the head of the Hunt family who had been eating bullfrogs
quietly.
Timaeus slowly stood up from his stool, then walked towards the hooligans. As he approached, his hunched figure
gradually straightened, even giving people a subtle sense of oppression.
"What's so impressive about a big group of people bullying two young ones? Come at me if you have the guts, I'll
take you all on!"
After Timaeus finished speaking, he took a horse-riding stance and assumed a fighting posture.
"Old man, this is none of your business!"
The yellow-haired leader held a switchblade while shouting at Timaeus.
"When I see injustice, I can't just stand by and do nothing. Their business is my business!" Timaeus said in a tone
with a hint of jest.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe face of the yellow-haired leader turned red with anger, and the other hooligans also showed expressions of
fury.
"You're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! Don't blame us for not being nice!"
After the yellow-haired leader finished speaking, he rushed towards Timaeus, followed by the other hooligans.
Timaeus laughed and gestured, "Great, bring it on!"
In an instant, Timaeus was surrounded by the group of hooligans.
However, Timaeus was quite skilled. He managed to dodge all the punches, kicks, and steel pipes swung by these
hooligans without getting hit once.
All of the attacks were avoided by him.
His hands alternated between fists and palms to knock hooligans down one after another. However, his hands were
not weapons, and even though he knocked the hooligans down, they could quickly get up and rejoined the fight.
"This old guy can really fight!"
"Screw him! I don't believe he can hold out!"
With the yellow-haired leader's shout, the group of hooligans became even more vicious.
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