King's Awakening

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Is this your confidence?

Translator: 549690339

So, Thaw Mall just disappears?

Upon hearing White Mitchell’s words, Dominic Anderson couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

The laugh, full of mockery, was as if someone was cracking a joke in front of him.

And then, he mockingly retorted, “Brother, are you bluffing on my turf? You want to make our Green Family’s Thaw Mall disappear? Did your head get squeezed by the door when you went out?

I suggest you go out and find out about the power of our Green Family. You, a discarded son of a third-tier rich family, who has also served time, what are you going to use to say these things to me? Is it your Three-legged Cat Kung Fu, or are you relying on Sherry Jones’ little ability? What a joke! If you don’t have a mirror, get one from the mall downstairs, put it on my tab, and then go ahead and have a good look at your own weight!”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell hooked up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, “Remember my words well. Tomorrow at ten in the morning, be early. My patience is limited. I don’t like waiting.”

After saying that, he turned around and returned to Sherry Jones’ side silently saying, “Silly girl, it’ll be alright. If we lose the sales platform, we can find another one.

We don’t have to bow to these people. If you bow once, it will be difficult to stand straight again in the future.

There are always more solutions than difficulties, aren’t there?”

A faint smile was on White Mitchell’s face, his voice gentle. To Sherry at this moment, it was like a heavenly sound.

She knew that White Mitchell was teaching her how to cope with business difficulties.

But now, not only might the Jones Group not be able to hold on, White Mitchell himself was also dragged into it.

What can she do to solve the current predicament?

Sherry Jones, who had no idea at the moment, felt even more bitter.

But in order not to worry White Mitchell, she obediently nodded, putting on a carefree expression, even though her heart was full of chaos.

“Let’s go back.” White Mitchell spoke again.

Just as Sherry Jones was about to follow White Mitchell’s arrangement and turn to leave, Dominic Anderson behind her showed a grim face and said coldly, “Come and go as you please?

What do you think this place is? A vegetable market!?

If you don’t leave something behind, today, don’t even think about leaving!”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell quietly turned sideways, his face hanging an indifferent expression, and slowly opened his mouth: “What do you want me to leave!?”

“Hehe…” Dominic Anderson let out a cold laugh. His face instantly became grim and menacingly replied, “Leave your hands!”

As soon as his words fell, over a dozen vicious-looking security guards rushed in from outside.

Each of them held a riot shield and a retractable baton in their hands, fully prepared for battle.

“Hit him! If he resists, beat him to death!” Dominic Anderson ordered with a hideous face.

Next moment, the security guards who received the orders swarmed up and surrounded White Mitchell. All of them were aggressive and hostile.

But facing these people, White Mitchell was indifferent, as if he had not seen them at all. Instead, he turned to Dominic Anderson and said playfully, “Is this your confidence!?”

“Hehe…” Dominic Anderson laughed coldly once again, the menacing look on his face becoming even more arrogant. He unabashedly said, “I heard you’re pretty tough, so today I’d like to see how many you can take on alone!”

Upon hearing this, White Mitchell directly grabbed one of the security guards who was trying to sneak attack him. He lifted the man up without any effort.

The man, who weighed more than a hundred pounds, was lifted effortlessly by White Mitchell as if he was a newly hatched chick.

Standing calmly in place, White Mitchell said indifferently, “How many I can take on, I don’t know myself, but, at least, all of you here together, I don’t give a damn!”

As soon as his words fell, there was a loud bang. White Mitchell’s momentum surged in an instant.

The entire office was instantly filled with a chilling cold.

Then, White Mitchell casually threw the security guard in his hand into the crowd.

Crash!

The few people who were hit changed their faces on the spot. The next moment, the part of their body that was hit felt as if it was falling apart, and a heart-wrenching pain spread out.

Next, before other people could react, White Mitchell’s figure moved like a ghost, instantly maneuvering through the crowd.

In just a short confrontation, the more than a dozen security guards called in by Dominic Anderson were all laying on the ground, no one able to fight back.

This…

Watching from the side with a cigar in his mouth, Dominic Anderson seemed to have turned into a statue, standing there dumbfounded. The cigar in his mouth dropped to his thigh, burning a big hole instantly.

Hiss!

Dominic Anderson gasped, the pain in his thigh making him shudder. He was instantly sobered up.

Afterward, he looked at White Mitchell with a terrified look.

Because at that moment, White Mitchell was already standing in front of him, looking down on him as if he was a Heaven God.

In that instance, Dominic Anderson’s body started to tremble uncontrollably.

Though Hans Weiden had told him that White Mitchell was skillful, he never dreamt White Mitchell would be this terrifying.

Over a dozen security guards, not even lasting a minute, fell to the ground.

This was simply stupefying.

“You… what do you want? I… I warn you, don’t mess around. If you touch me, it will only accelerate the downfall of Jones Group! My Green Family won’t let you off…”

Babble!

Before he could finish his threat, White Mitchell slapped him in the face without any expression.

With a bang, Dominic Anderson was sent flying, his face full of ferocity.

“This is the third time I’m reminding you, tomorrow at ten, be on time!” Leaving these words behind, White Mitchell directly ignored Dominic Anderson and left his office with Sherry Jones in high spirits.

Coming to his senses, Dominic Anderson was consumed with a mixture of embarrassment and rage. When had he ever been humiliated like this?

He didn’t expect that today he would be made so miserable by a discarded son of a third-tier rich family.

“White Mitchell!!! Tomorrow, I will make you understand what it is to be worse than death!!!” Dominic Anderson lost his temper in shame, his eyes filled with rage.

Afterward, the once again standing Dominic Anderson directly dialed a phone call, “Hey, Mr. Weiden! Tomorrow, come to the mall, I have a good show for you!!!”

After hanging up Hans Weiden’s call, Dominic Anderson quickly dialed another number: “Get me some people ready! The more the better! The tougher the better!

And, tell The Patrol, tomorrow my Green Family has business in Thaw Mall, ask their people to stay as far away as possible. I don’t want to see a single Patrolman!

No one is to hold back, hit him as hard as possible, if he dies, it’s on me. Tomorrow, I want to see blood!”