The Pinnacle Of Life

‘Where’s that person?’

Alex glanced at these people. None of them were not up to standard, they were all third rate fighters. To say that they were third rate fighters was just flattery. If they were to be placed in Thousand Miles Conglomerate, they would have the identities of ordinary hired thugs, a bunch of unremarkable minions who could be killed easily with just a glance from Alex.

However, he could not see any person in charge among these people.

The guy who spoke had blond hair. He thought he could trample others underfoot, so he said with a chuckle, “The person, who wants to see you, has a lofty status. Why would he come to this kind of place to personally meet an insignificant person like you? Alright, enough with the idle chatter. Come with us now. It won’t be good for you if you’re late.”

Alex shook his head. “I’m not free! You can go back to your master and tell him that he has to come here if he wants to meet me. It’s pointless for him to send a few lap dogs over here.”

With a furious expression, the blond guy threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground. “You dare to refuse my gentle offer in favor of rough treatment? Brothers, go. Break his damn legs first so that he can’t even act like a dog.”

The group of people immediately rushed toward them.

Phoebe took a step forward. To their surprise, she stood in front of Alex and yelled in a delicate voice, “Stop!”

The blond guy sneered, “Miss Larsen, we’re not here to capture you. You can go now.”

Phoebe snarled, “Since you know my identity, you still dare to capture my friend?”

The blend guy sneered once more, “Miss Larsen, there’s a saying that goes, a powerful person who has lost his power would become even more inferior than common folk. It’s hard to say if your father could live till tomorrow, yet you’re in the mood to date a man? If you’re tactful, hurry and go now. Don’t make my brothers here upset. When someone accidentally r*pes you later, you won’t know where to go to cry even if you want to.”

“You…”

chest heaved as she did not expect these people to be so

I just want to hear the

him said, “Boss, we can’t make

are you a blockhead? If she’s blocking the way, can’t you just move her away?

hand, grabbing the clothes on Phoebe’s chest. Of course, these

the woman wanted by Easton. David dared not make advances at her, but it was not a problem for him

about to touch Phoebe’s chest, a sudden burst of energy swept across

Poof!

well as its

out and instantly

“Ahh!”

What are you doing?! It’s

She consecutively stepped

He gently sighed in his heart. If he only he could have Aunt Rockefeller’s fire attribute spiritual power. The energy would only pass through his wrist and leave a burn without splashing any blood. That would be clean

supermarket’s shopping

he quickly helped Phoebe to wipe the blood away. After using more than a dozen pieces of paper towel consecutively, the blood on her chest was wiped

was stiff and motionless. She felt agitated. Earlier, her chest was already trembling

and wash those