Babel Novel
Chapter 439
Chapter 439
Kingsley was speaking calmly as if the challenge was insignificant for him, but for everyone else, it was a preposterous proposition.
The crowd broke into a discussion.
"Did he just say he was going to teach the president and Mr. Cortez a lesson? Unbelievable!"
"Oh, this is going to be a good show. One that's better than the dance competition."
Perry finally shook off the impact and slowly got back up, rubbing his sore back. He growled, "What did you do to me? I lost my strength all of a sudden."
A smile had curled Kingsley's lips. "Just a little trick."
With difficulty, Calvin got back up, looking grim. "That's far enough, Nicholson. If you try to fight us here, the school's going to come after you."
Catherine cried, "Yeah, you do anything to us, and the cops are going to catch you! This is a felony!"
"A felony, you say?" Kingsley shot her an icy look. "You were about to strip an innocent girl naked and take her nudes to blackmail her. That's an even worse crime."
The people who were about to take photographic evidence and call the lecturers and security guards to
deal with the matter put their phones away. If Kingsley's accusations were true, they would not help Catherine and her friends.
Catherine froze up, and she stupidly argued, "I-I didn't take her nudes! She was just stripped bare, that's all."
However, her accidental confession of her crime riled up the crowd's fury.
"She's a criminal! That's sexual harassment and blackmail!"
"Teach her a lesson! You can't let her get away with it!"
Even the dance club members roared, "I knew it! That b*tch has a heart uglier than her face!"
Catherine's swollen face paled. With fear in her eyes, she turned to Calvin and Perry. "What should I do?" Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
Calvin was still on the ground, and he slammed his fist against the floor. "I can't even stand up now, Mr. Cortez. You have to defeat him for us, or we're done for!"
There are hundreds of students here and they look like they want to kill us. If we can't defeat this b*stard and make him admit that he was lying, we'd be done for. Nobody in Solaris University will respect us anymore.
Perry realized the potential implications, so he shot Kingsley a venomous glare. He gnashed his teeth in fury and hissed, "Tell everyone you're lying if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, once my men can make it here, you're dead."
Just then, a commotion happened at the entrance.
A group of burly men in dobok stormed in. They were all at least six-foot tall, and like Perry, all of them had triangular eyes that were almost all white. Their country's emblem was sewn on their clothes, proving that these were people from the Southsiren Republic. All of them had an arrogant look in their eyes. They did not care whom they bumped into as they charged in. All they cared about was their superior, and they approached him quickly.
The man in the lead had curly hair and looked fierce. When he arrived at the battlefield, the first thing he saw was a bloodied Perry. Surprised, he asked in Southsirenese, "What happened, Mr. Cortez? Who did this to you?"