Hearing Denny Winslet’s words, a strange look appeared on Lionel Yeager’s face.
He didn’t expect these four young people to be the sons and sisters of Sheridan Jules.
Lionel Yeager glanced at Koch Klapow’s group of four, waving his hand, "Considering my acquaintance with your fathers, I can let you go this time. Get out of here."
"Kid, who do you think you are? You dare say you know our father!" shouted Leslie Tolkien with short hair and ear studs.
The long-haired Koch Klapow said coldly, "I know everyone who knows my father, and I’ve never seen you!"
In their eyes, Lionel Yeager was about the same age as them; it was impossible for him to know their fathers.
"Why waste our time talking to this guy? Just beat him up!" said the plump Jimmy Forbes, laughing.
Leaning against the wall, the short-haired, bright red lipstick-wearing Freya Zac said, "Hurry up and do it; don’t delay my trip to the bar!"
They were having a late-night snack nearby when they got a call from Denny Winslet, so they rushed over to have some fun.
But who would have thought that there would only be four of them, with only one man and the other three being women? It was too boring.
At this moment, the clubhouse manager ran in and bowed to Koch and three others, "Mr. Jules, Mr. Tolkien, Mr. Franklin, Miss Zac, why are you all here?"
Leslie Tolkien said, "My brother got beaten up, so we came to help."
The manager put on a smiling face, "Can you four please give me face and not cause trouble in my small shop?"
Leslie Tolkien’s face darkened, "Who are you? Even if we give you face, do you dare to take it?"
"Mr. Tolkien, this... this..."
The manager was in a difficult position.
He couldn’t afford to offend the four of them, so he could only try to persuade them with good words.
"Don’t be so picky, just get out of the way and don’t interfere with our business!"
Leslie Tolkien pushed the manager aside.
Then, he waved his hand, "Get rid of this brat for me!"
"Mr. Tolkien, the one who beat me up is that woman, so she can’t be let go either!"
Denny Winslet pointed at Prajna Bates.
"You can’t even beat a woman? How embarrassing!"
Leslie Tolkien said disdainfully, then ordered, "And that woman, don’t let her go either!"
"Yes, Mr. Tolkien!"
A group of strong men in black clothes responded and rushed towards Lionel Yeager and Prajna Bates.
As these strong men in black clothes rushed over-!
Prajna’s figure flashed, and she went straight to meet them!
In less than a few seconds-!
All these strong men in black clothes were beaten to the ground, wailing and screaming in pain!
At this moment, the fighting noises from the private room had reached other private rooms as well.
People from other private rooms came out to watch the excitement.
"Isn’t that Koch and his group? What are these Troublesome Kings doing here?"
"Can’t you see? They’re here to step on people!"
The crowd began to whisper in low voices.
At this moment, seeing all the strong men in black clothes taken down so easily, Koch Klapow, Leslie Tolkien, Jimmy Forbes, and Freya Zac were all stunned.
Leslie Tolkien opened his mouth wide, "Damn, this woman is so powerful?"
"I’ll try her!"
Freya Zac’s figure moved and charged directly towards Prajna Bates.
As she approached Prajna, Freya Zac raised her palm and struck heavily!
Prajna also raised her palm to block the strike!
Freya Zac cried out in pain, flying backward.
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