Awakening the War God novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Pablo Brooks

The arrogant white-haired youth with dead eyes glared as he reached out to Ava.

Just as his hand was about to reach her, someone seized his wrist.

"Huh, a white-haired spirit!"

Of course, the person was Gabriel, who looked extremely unhappy.

He hadn't expected trouble while he was away in the restroom.

Already in a bad mood from this lunch, he decided to vent his anger on this stupid white-haired spirit.

Stella and Maria had been about to intervene, but they held back when they saw Gabriel.

In terms of the current situation, it was better to leave everything to Gabriel.

"White-haired spirit?" The white hair pointed to himself with his right hand and laughed heartily, "That's a good nickname. Thank you! No one has ever dared to call me that. Do you believe I'll cut off your tongue in a while?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white hair's dead eyes turned cold.

The four black-clad men behind him immediately stepped forward aggressively.

Brian, the sissy, womanishly pointed at Gabriel and said, "Who are you? Apologize to my master now! Or you'll truly lose your tongue!"

Gabriel shrugged, looking innocent, and said, "Apologize? Is that word in the dictionary? Or perhaps it's in your dictionary but not in mine!"

"Oh, you ignorant thing, pretending to be a big shot here, eh? I'm telling you, you're done for today!" Brian put his hands on his hips and stamped his foot like a woman.

He seemed angry, but that had no intimidation whatsoever.

Ignoring the sissy, Gabriel asked Ava, "Did this white-haired spirit touch you, Ava?"

Ava immediately nodded and said with a grievance, "His dirty hand touched my waist!"

She was confident in saying that, knowing Gabriel would help vent her anger.

The white-haired youth, who had not sensed danger, commented with a smirk, "Yes, her waist felt good! It'll be a better experience if I take her clothes off!"

Gabriel's eyes turned cold.

He forcefully pressed the right hand of the white hair onto the table, then grabbed a fork, and stabbed it through his hand, nailing it to the table.

"Ah!" As blood gushed out, the young man screamed in pain, his face twisted.

"Sir!"

This happened too fast. Only after a few seconds did Brian jump up and shout to the four bodyguards, "Get the bastard! Beat him to death and avenge our master!"

"Fuck off!"

Hearing the noise, Gabriel threw a kick, sending Brian flying.

He hated the womanish men the most in this life.

The man had nothing masculine. He was really disgusting!

Brian fell to the ground, his limbs struggling in the air. In pain, he couldn't get up.

As for Gabriel, he was swaying the fork forcefully with his right hand.

"Ah!"

The fork swayed inside the young man's flesh, causing him to scream again like a pig being slaughtered.

He shouted to his bodyguards, "Don't come any closer, all of you!"

The four bodyguards stood still, not moving forward.

Gabriel finally stopped his movements, lowered his head slowly, and said in a chilling voice, "I don't care which family you, the idiot, come from, but listen carefully to what I'm about to say!

"Today, you touched my woman with your right hand. I'm going to destroy it!