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.

Fatty Frank been any thinner, bleeding would have been

lips and coughed fiercely. “If you just let Angel go, you can beat me up however you

Thud!

Fatty Frank

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Lothar kicked and punched

burning knuckles and bellowed, “You piece of sh*t, you

grabbed the wooden chair from the side and was about to smash it

in the room spoke,

holding the chair froze in the air. He turned around to look around and

in a black T-shirt sitting in the corner. Had he

It was Andrius.

squinted. Although he could not see Andrius’ face, he roared,” Bring

to Andrius and made an attempt to grab

Andrius’ swift hands reached out to seize the

Crack!

arm was twisted in a freaky way, and he started to scream

“Argghhh!”