Chapter 871 You Are Three Seconds Late

The door of the room was roughly pushed open as seven or eight people rushed in. The leader was a middle-aged man and as soon as he entered, he saw Matthew holding Ronald down on the table. At once, his expression changed and he roared, “Stop!”

However, Matthew ignored the man and proceeded to pick up the piece of glass. At this, Ronald became anxious. “My people from the Lach Family are here! What are you doing? Uncle, save me! Uncle…”

The man was furious and rushed forward, attempting to land a kick at Matthew. “I told you to stop; didn’t you hear me?”

At that, Matthew fiercely turned around and he arrived in front of the middle-aged man after a sprint. Not waiting for the man to react, Matthew crashed his shoulder into the man’s chest. Not only did the middle-aged man fail to kick Matthew, he also landed on the door behind him with such a thud that it caused the door of the private room to fall apart.

As if nothing had happened, Matthew turned around and returned to once again chop off Ronald’s middle finger as well. Only after that did Matthew turn to look at the people and declare, “You are three seconds late, so I still have to chop off his finger!”

was helped up by the others as his mouth kept spurting blood. Unfortunately, he couldn’t really stand up by himself at all. With shallow and ragged breathing,

ask you this: how do you

answered, “How to solve it?! Are you asking me? Ron is the heir of his generation of

case, then there is no room for

 

roared, “Today, it’s either we

don’t need to talk to you guys anymore.”

froze for a moment. “W-Who

group was none other than Tiger. With an arrogant face, he asked loudly, “Matthew, there are more than 70 people from the Lach Family. Do you think we should kill all of them or only

middle-aged man’s eyes widened. “A-Are you Tiger from South

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