Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 529

Emmanuel slowly raised his hand, and then he lashed out at Bugsy, yanking

him by his hair as he pulled the thug off the ground. The sheer pain coming

from that grip paralyzed Bugsy, but more than that, the look in Emmanuel’s

eyes made him freeze. This was what it meant to be powerful!

“This generation is no different. Brave warriors of the Northern Region are

standing tall against the invaders, their names written in odes, poetry, and

songs.”

Emmanuel was speaking calmly, but Bugsy was howling in pain. Emmanuel

tightened his grip, and Bugsy swore his scalp would be torn off, pain charging

through his body like electric currents, and he convulsed.

Calmly, Emmanuel continued, “Countless warriors in the Northern Region

risked their lives to make sure the country’s safe, and Blockhead was one of

them. They charge into the battlefield without fear, fending off the vile

invaders and dying in foreign lands just to make sure this country stays

human scum lodges itself in a warrior’s home,

bought by his life while tormenting his

you

me with rage. I wonder why my friend

their lives. Just so monsters like you get to live while

good people languish?”

pulled harder, and finally, he yanked off Bugsy’s scalp. The

a thud, and he rolled around in agony. Eventually, Eve

stopped the

in awe and shock.

vacant look in her eyes, but

sacrifice

heaved a long sigh and

slammed his foot into

and breathing

He was inches away from

could have killed him easily, but a quick death was merciful,

none of that. He would make sure this vile

he inflicted on Amy. He would rain down every agony

every violation on him.

he crushed Bugsy’s chest. Bugsy’s eyes bulged as

soil, and his own

he

lives to keep this

of them gave their lives for

is their repayment?

terrorizing their homeland?

do not have the right to live in this land–land