Chapter 136 How Would You Like To Be Killed?

If something happened to their boss, they wouldn't be able to escape the blame either!

Most importantly, this was the man who paid them!

George Johnson covered his head with his hands. Although he was lucky enough to escape, he felt dizzy. He only felt ...

His head being heavy and his feet being light. He grimaced in discomfort. "Get him…..and kill him!"

How dare he crash into his car?!

This man was asking for it!

More importantly, this good-for-nothing was constantly haunting him. Wasn't he following that b*tch, Emilia?

How did he get here?!

"Motherf*cker!"

Mike White shouted, "Brothers, take out your weapons!"

In any case, he was also a respected figure in the black market.

However, during their last encounter, he was actually thrown down the stairs by Oliver Walker. He then roared, "Damn it! I'll settle all of our grudges today! Both the old and new ones "

"Let's go!"

The next moment, there was a large group of men with baseball bats in their hands running toward Oliver Walker.

"Kill him!"

"..."

The surrounding crowd was already used to it!

After all ...

George Johnson's men were gangsters!

Fighting was their job!

Moreover, just by looking at their auras, all of them had ferocious expressions. Some of them were afraid and had already retreated to the side.

Although Oliver Walker was driving a Mercedes-Benz, it did not change the fact that he was wearing an orange sanitation worker's uniform!

They really had no idea where this man got such a nice car!

But, no matter what, this man was in big trouble.

"Child….be careful!"

When Mary Grimm saw the punks rushing toward her, she immediately shouted.

After hearing that this group of people had treated his mother-in-law so rudely, Oliver Walker became even more furious. He immediately said, "You should rest for a while. I will make these brats pay for what they've done!"

His eyes were cold as he stood up and looked at the hooligans who were charging at him with contempt and disdain.

"You're f*cking done for today!"

Mike White led the group of men as he dragged his baseball bat on the asphalt road, making a clanging sound. "I was too careless thelast time. You won't be so lucky this time!"

"Take this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ferocious-looking Mike White raised the baseball bat high and smashed it down on Oliver Walker's head!

Mary Grimm's heart was in her throat.

If Oliver Walker gets hit by the stick, wouldn't his head be smashed?

She didn't dare to look and quickly closed her eyes!

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!"

Thump thump – –

In the next moment, a miserable shriek reverberated through the entire street!

But, it wasn't Oliver Walker who screamed. It was Mike White who looked ferocious.

In particular, Oliver Walker's speed was so fast that none of the onlookers saw what happened clearly. He just grabbed Mike White's hair with one hand, shook his arm and Mike White's face was stuck on the ground.

The movement from that hit was quite hard. Just by looking at it, one could know that it was painful.

"Didn't you like drinking these?"

"Then today, you shall drink till your heart's content!"

Oliver Walker roared in anger and stepped on the back of Mike White's head.

Mike White's face was right in front of the drink that was mixed with mud and garbage.

"Wuwuwu ..."

Mike White struggled with all his might, but ...

How was he a match for Oliver Walker?

"Revenge for brother Mike White!"

"Kill him!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, the group of hooligans also rushed forward with fierce eyes and baseball bats!

"Ahhhhh!!!!!"

"Oh my!!"

Boom Boom – –

"..."

However, in less than ten seconds, all the punks who had rushed forward were all knocked down to the ground.

All of them were all lying face-down with their heads stuck in a mixture of all kinds of drinks and dirt!

"F*ck!"

"How did he do that?"

"I didn't see it clearly!"

"I didn't see clearly either!"

"..."

Even though it was under the scorching sun, the onlookers and the row of shop owners all looked as if they had seen a ghost and their bodies turned cold.

Everything happened very quickly. Before they could react, Mike White and the others were put on the ground.

This ...

At the same time, Oliver Walker's cold eyes fell on the culprit. "How would you like to be killed?"