"Really? Don't you even care about the safety of your parents?" Brock's face darkened as he spoke, as if he was about to harm Amelia's parents.
At that moment, Donald, who was standing nearby, interjected, "We thought you were just making a casual statement, but we didn't expect you to shoot this kind of video. Since my girlfriend doesn't want to participate, you can't force her, can you?"
Seeing that even Donald had the courage to speak up, Brock narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Kid, I've been sparing you out of respect. Don't tell me you think I'm afraid to harm you?"
Donald retorted without showing any signs of weakness, "I didn't start a fight as soon as I came in because I thought you guys were reasonable. You surely don't think I can't defeat you, do you?"
"Damn it! You're asking for trouble!" With a swift motion, Brock picked up the wine glass from the table and hurled it towards Donald.
The glass didn't hit Donald's head as expected. Instead, in the split second it was thrown, Donald reached out and caught it.
To an observer, the scene appeared as if the two individuals were in perfect harmony, working together seamlessly.
Before Brock could react, Donald flicked his wrist, and the wine glass in his hand turned into a blur, striking Brock squarely on the forehead with a resounding smack.
Blood gushed from Brock's forehead.
Clutching his head, Brock roared in anger, "Attack! All of you, attack! Break this kid's arms and legs for me!"
Following Brock's command, his subordinates immediately swarmed forward.
They had a grudge against Donald for a long time. When Brock ordered them to attack Donald, they wasted no time in rushing forward.
In their view, even if Donald was a special forces veteran, he wouldn't be able to exhibit much strength when faced with so many people.
However, what astonished everyone was that Donald stood out among the crowd, like a Stellar Warrior.
None of the subordinates who rushed forward could withstand even a single blow from Donald.
If Donald was merely a skilled fighter, that would be one thing. But what made it worse was that he was particularly ruthless in his strikes.
Every single one of the subordinates who rushed over ended up with a broken hand or a broken leg.
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