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.

hold back with his kick at all. Had Fatty Frank been any thinner,

off his lips and coughed fiercely. “If you just let Angel go, you can beat

Thud!

kicked Fatty

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Lothar kicked and punched him, Fatty Frank refused to stay

“You piece of sh*t, you

wooden chair from the side and was about to smash it on Fatty

another voice in the room spoke,

hand that was holding the chair froze in the air. He turned around to look around and followed the origin of

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

It was Andrius.

could not see Andrius’ face, he

went up to Andrius and made an

man could touch him, Andrius’ swift

Crack!

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

“Argghhh!”