When he was done speaking, Colin raised his leg and kicked out twice.
With two loud cracking sounds, Fip's legs broke.
Colin released him, and Fip crumpled to the floor on his knees.
Like a wild dog with its legs broken, he looked incredibly pitiful.
Everyone present was stunned at what had just happened.
The only one who did not seem at all bothered was Nathan. He stared at the dying Fip and said in a calm tone, "I already told you that you would be a lot worse off if my subordinate were to get his hands on you. Think of this as a lesson. Don't ever let me see you again."
Fip glared daggers at Nathan, his breath rattling in his chest as he rasped out, "What the hell are you b*****ds doing still standing around! Get him, kill him! Kill them all!"
Fip's bodyguards were all quite skilled. However, Colin's speed and ruthlessness earlier had shocked them to the core.
They had never expected anyone so daring to do that to Young Master Harbor.
It was not until they heard Fip crying out like a wounded animal did they come back to their senses.
As his bodyguards, they were in deep trouble now that he had been injured so badly.
Infuriated, they swung their batons around as they lunged toward Nathan and his group.
The only way they could redeem themselves now was to kill whoever had hurt Young Master Harbor.
Penny, Benson, Leah, and Queenie could only watch in horror at the charging men.
All around them, the other people screamed.
Nathan was unfazed as he watched the bodyguards indifferently.
Colin ordered, "Protect Master and Madam!"
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