“You again!” voiced Nathan as he glared at Deckard.
“You remember what I told you, right? One way or another, you will kneel before me. I'll make sure of that.”
“I remember telling you the same thing,” retorted Nathan confidently.
When one of the gangsters saw Nathan talking back to Deckard, he snorted condescendingly. “Who's this punk, Mr. Camden? Do you want us to teach him some manners?” “Lenny, these are the men I was telling you about. They're the ones who humiliated me in front of my woman today. I was planning to pay them a visit tomorrow, but it seems like they can't wait to receive their punishment.”
After listening to Deckard, Lenny gave Nathan and the others a hostile look. “Don't worry about them, Mr. Camden. We got your back. After all, your father has done so much for us. They're going to grovel at your feet when we're done with them.”
Exchanging looks and smiling devilishly at each other, Deckard and Amelia took a step back and were ready to watch Lenny put on a good show for them.
However, Lenny noticed that Nathan did not seem intimidated at all since the man continued to enjoy smoking on the couch.
Lenny then motioned for one of his lackeys to approach Nathan.
“You better stand up and pay your respects now, boy! Otherwise, we'll feed you to the dogs!” threatened the lackey.
When Nathan remained unresponsive, the lackey reached out and tried to grab Nathan by the collar.
However, Nathan swiftly lifted his leg and kicked the lackey's left kneecap.
Crack!
The sound of bone cracking was so loud that it was spine-chilling.
With one of his knees fractured, the lackey could no longer remain standing. Instead, he involuntarily knelt before Nathan.
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