The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 42

Everyone turned around and saw Fatty Frank standing up.

As though Angel saw a beacon of hope, she screamed, “Fatty Frank, save me!”

“What are you going to do about, Fatso?!” Lothar linked his fingers and cracked them. The loud pops from the joints of his fingers made Fatty Frank flinch.

“Lothar, let’s talk.” Fatty Frank bit the bullet and decided to negotiate with the man. He went up to him with a flattering expression and said, “We are all from New Moon Corporation. We can pay…”

“What if I don’t want your money? I just want her today,” Lothar said.

Fatty Frank’s expression turned bitter. “Lothar, please…”

Thud!

Lothar landed a kick on Fatty Frank’s stomach.

Fatty Frank’s 100-kilogram body was kicked away like a ragdoll, crashing onto the table. The seemingly sturdy table broke into pieces upon impact.

Fatty Frank struggled to get up while he coughed blood out of his mouth.

back with his kick at all. Had Fatty Frank been

the blood off his lips and coughed fiercely. “If you just let Angel

Thud!

kicked Fatty Frank once

Thud! Thud! Thud!

how many times Lothar kicked and punched him, Fatty Frank refused

knuckles and bellowed, “You piece of sh*t, you are quite durable given your

grabbed the wooden chair from the side

the room

froze in the air. He turned around to

in a black T-shirt sitting in the corner. Had he not paid attention, he would never have noticed the man

It was Andrius.

Although he could not see Andrius’ face, he

Andrius and made an

swift hands reached out to seize the man’s

Crack!

twisted in a freaky way, and he started to scream

“Argghhh!”