Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 110

The battle erupted once again.

"Seeking for death!"

Adam snorted coldly, not retreating but advancing. He charged into the midst of the dozen or so thugs like a tiger among sheep.

In an instant, knives slashed down, and countless flashes of light sparkled.

"Ahh-"

On the side, Renna and Emma, the two sisters, were frightened, covering their eyes and screaming.

They dared not watch, afraid that Adam might...

However, the next second.

Bang, bang, bang.

A series of muffled sounds, like successive firecrackers, each thug flew out.

"Ah, my hand!"

"Darn it, my foot is broken."

"Damn it, where's the person? Where is he?"

Cries of agony and curses echoed together.

In just a short ten seconds, all the thugs were lying on the ground, writhing, and moaning.

Adam stood in the center, unscathed, and asked coldly, "Is this all the backup you could muster?"

"Any more?"

George shivered suddenly, staring wide-eyed with shock and fear.

How was this possible?

Was he even human?

On the side, Renna and Emma, the two sisters, were even more stunned, holding their hands to their mouths, their eyes full of reverence, as if they were looking up to a god. Adam walked step by step toward George.

George kept retreating, stammering, "You, you stay away, you, you..."

Just then, in the distance, the roar of engines once again echoed.

Vroom, vroom, vroom-

Car after car quickly rushed to the scene, blocking the entire road in the blink of an eye.

Doors opened, and dozens, even hundreds, of thugs poured out like a tide.

George instantly regained his confidence, angrily cursing, "Come on, you damn come! My people are here. Let's see how many you can fight today."

Adam turned around, facing over a hundred thugs, calm and fearless. A cold wind swept through, raising a chilling atmosphere!

One man against a thousand troops, all horses neighing together. "Who dared to take a step forward? Offend Mr. Drake the Dragon!

"What the hell are you guys standing there for? Get them!" George cursed.

But at this moment, another shout came from the end of the street -

"I am Paul Booker, all of you damn well get out of the way."

"I am Paul Booker, all of you damn well get out of the way."

"I am Paul Booker..."

The person repeated it over and over, and the hundreds of thugs quickly stepped aside, creating a path.

After a dozen seconds, Paul Booker, panting heavily, rushed to the front. Seeing Adam, he immediately gasped for breath and said, "Big, big brother... are you... are you okay?" Adam frowned and asked, "Why did you come?"

Paul Booker, out of breath, replied, "Just now... I received your call. I heard one sentence, and then you went silent and hung up. I was worried... so, so I quickly asked my people. They said many people were rushing this way. Afraid that they might collide with you, I hurried over."

Adam nodded and said, "You've worked hard. Since you're here, see if he is one of your subordinates."

At this moment, George stared wide-eyed, full of horror, shaking all over and barely able to stand.

Is, is it really Mr. Booker who has come?

Does this kid really know Mr. Booker?

No, something's not right. Judging from Mr. Booker's attitude towards him, it's obviously not a simple acquaintance. Clearly, even Mr. Booker is not someone he can mess with.

Oh my goodness, did I offend a deity!

With this thought, George could no longer stand, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground.

Paul Booker frowned, glanced at him, and shook his body. Carefully, he said, "Boss, he is... he is one of my people."

Adam snorted and said, "Is this how you manage people?"

"In the world, daring to force innocent girls into prostitution and openly come to snatch people, do you still have any laws and regulations in your eyes? Is it that as long as it's on your turf, you dare to do anything?" Hearing these words, Paul Booker was instantly scared, his legs going weak as he knelt down.

Drake The Dragon was angry; this was a reckoning!