After Felix listened to the discussions around him, he had a clear idea of what was happening.
He raised his chin and said to Kingsley, "Kid, I advise you to think it through! You—"
Before he could finish speaking, Kingsley impatiently waved his hand and instructed the members of the Black Fist Gang, "Go on, take good care of Mr. Jacob here!"
"Yes!"
At Kingsley's command, the group of muscular boxers all flexed their wrists and walked toward Felix.
"H–How dare you lay a hand on me?!" Felix stepped back in fear and stammered, "I am the patriarch of the Jacob Family. Even the mayor treated me with respect! If you lay a hand on me, you will definitely bring disaster upon yourselves!"
"Ptui!" One of the boxers spat on the ground contemptuously and growled fiercely, "D*mn it. I've long found you, an old poser, annoying! Do you really think you're so great just because you're the head of the Jacob Family?! In front of Boss Nicholson, you're nothing!"
All the members of the Black Fist Gang knew that Boss Nicholson had connections in the military! So, dealing with a businessman like this was a piece of cake!
"Don't come any closer..." Felix took a few more steps back, his face drained of color, and pleaded fearfully to Kingsley, "Let's talk things out. If you hit me, you won't be able to leave unscathed either. Why don't we sit down and discuss things—"
"Pow!" Before Felix could finish his sentence, one of the boxers had already punched him right in the face!
This punch was full of force!
Felix, a pampered family patriarch, couldn't withstand it!
He was directly knocked down to the ground with his eyes rolling back!
He remained sprawled on the ground for quite some time, spitting out blood as he slowly opened his eyes, a look of both terror and confusion in his expression.
"Boss Nicholson," the boxer inquired. "How should we deal with this old b*stard? Should we leave him alive?"
Kingsley shook his head and replied, "My second sister, Alice, said she didn't want to see him again. So, until the cemetery is built, I don't want him getting out of bed."
"Got it!" the boxer grinned and added, "Then, let's leave him half dead! I guarantee he'll lie in bed peacefully for at least half a year!"
After saying that, he gestured to the other boxers and exclaimed, "Alright, brothers, let's get to work!"
"Let's do it!"
With a thunderous shout, all the boxers rolled up their sleeves and charged forward, delivering a barrage of punches and kicks at Felix!
Pow!
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