Chapter 1087 He Is My Brother

“Flynn?” Tears of excitement welled up in Tigris’ eyes when he recognized the person standing before him as Flynn. His reaction resembled that of a fangirl meeting her idol, unable to contain the overwhelming emotions within. Oh, my God. It’s Flynn Dunn!

Flynn, Nebula City’s king of the underworld, was an idol in the hearts of those hooligans. They all aspired to become someone like Flynn.

“What are you doing here, Flynn? Did you come to look for me? I’ll be more than willing to follow you if you want me to become your lackey!” Tigris speculated that Flynn must have arrived here to enlist him as his subordinate.

Slap!

Flynn’s palm struck Tigris’ cheek with immense force, causing it to quiver uncontrollably and dislodging two of his teeth.

Tigris was utterly perplexed, unable to comprehend why Flynn would strike him. As a mere street hooligan, he could not fathom how he could have possibly offended someone of such high stature.

Tigris’ henchmen, who were on the verge of attacking Alex, witnessed the sudden twist of events. Once they recognized it was Flynn who had delivered the blow to Tigris, not a single one of them dared to step forward and defend their boss.

Flynn’s

the situation. He realized that

him for someone else? The person I want to beat up is just a pathetic loser who lives off of a woman. How is

finish his sentence, another powerful slap landed on his face, even stronger than before.

to harm is my brother, and now you think you can escape unscathed? You’ve got some nerve!” Flynn exclaimed, delivering a forceful

hand on my brother. You’ll have to deal with me first

their hearts filled with dread. The smarter ones

Flynn! We were just following Tigris’ orders. Please don’t be mad

I had known, I would

nothing to do with us. We were only following Tigris orders,” the

mercy filling the air. Offending someone of Flynn’s stature meant more than facing physical harm or being crippled. It could potentially cost them

desperate pleas for forgiveness. As the instigator of the incident, he understood that his very existence would be at

It’s my brother!” Flynn pointed at

would often adopt a casual demeanor, engaging in banter, sharing

His aura shifted, embodying the identity of the king of the underworld. The intensity of his presence alone was enough to instill fear in the hearts

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