The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 811 Take Me on Together!

Wendell stepped forward with clenched fists. "Stewart," he said. "This is the territory of Black Fist Gang! How dare you ignore the words of our leader?!"

Slam!

Bronte slammed his chair and stood up, speaking gruffly, "You Black Fist Gang are nothing! We came here this time to seek revenge on Nicholson! If you don't want to be involved, stay out of it!"

Wendell glared at him, veins popping on his forehead, his anger reaching its boiling point.

Just as he was about to say something, Baron stepped forward and coldly addressed Bronte, "I remember you. Last time, Boss Nicholson shattered your wrist."

As he spoke, he glanced at the bandage on Bronte's hand. "What, have you come looking for another beating when your bones have healed?"

"You!" Bronte's eyebrows twitched, ready to charge at Baron. Despite his still immobile right hand, he believed he could deal with Baron with one hand.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Baron didn't back down either, his expression fierce.

"Do you think we Black Fist Gang are pushovers?! This isn't the arena. No one will fight you one on one here! Not even Hercules could contend against two; I don't believe you can handle dozens of us at once!" NôvelDrama.Org content.

As Baron spoke, the Black Fist Gang members near the audience seats took a step forward.

It appeared that they would launch a siege on Bronte as soon as Baron gave the order.

Meanwhile, Bronte beckoned with his finger, wearing a contemptuous expression. "Come on, take me on together if you all have the guts! I'll show you what it means to take on a hundred people at once!"

Just as the tension was reaching a breaking point, Adrian spoke in a deep voice. "Bronte, sit down. We're here to find Nicholson. Don't stoop low and fight with these lackeys."

"Yes, Mr. Adrian."

Immediately, Bronte obediently sat back down. However, as he did, he raised his thumb and slowly rotated it toward the ground, making a contemptuous gesture toward Baron.

Adrian's contemptuous words and Bronte's insulting actions infuriated the members of the Black Fist Gang, and Baron's face turned grimmer by the second.

Wendell clenched his fists so tightly that they made cracking sounds, and he growled, "No need to belittle us! Let's see if you can continue to act arrogant when Boss Nicholson arrives."

Other Black Fist Gang members shouted in anger, "That's right! Wait till Boss Nicholson arrives! He will definitely teach you a lesson!"

"Keep behaving arrogantly, and you'll only be defeated miserably! You are no match for Boss Nicholson!"

Listening to the praise for Kingsley from the crowd, this time Baron didn't feel displeased as he did earlier. In fact, even he silently hoped that Kingsley would arrive soon.

At that moment, he had a deeper understanding of why Kenny and Cassius gave up the opportunity to become the boss and became followers of Kingsley.

"You underworld lackeys have never seen anything!" Jake sneered dismissively. "Nicholson is just a Martial Master, yet you people worship him like this! Huh, I guarantee he won't last three of my attacks!"

These Black Fist Gang members had no idea about the classification of ancient martial arts ranks, and they didn't know what a Martial Master was either. What they did know was that Jake didn't take Kingsley seriously at all!

For a moment, everyone flew into a rage. They all glared daggers at Jake, wanting to charge at him and tear him apart.

Someone even shouted in fury, "Bullsh*t! Boss Nicholson is unbeatable!"

"You're just bullsh*tting!"

However, Jake didn't care in the slightest about the crowd's furious gazes, and he reminded extremely arrogantly, "Huh, you really think that Nicholson is so powerful? Very well, I'll show you what he's really made of when I crush him under my feet later!"

The next second, a dispassionate voice came from the entrance. "Oh? I would like to see what will become of me when you crush me under your feet!"