At 3: 30 in the afternoon at Linden College, William Jacques rushed like a gust of wind into the activity room of the school's hip-hop club. Everyone looked at him in surprise, and some even looked angry. However, he did not care and rushed to the center of the crowd. His face was red as he grabbed Hancock's collar and roared like a beast, "Hancock! You piece of sh * t, you maggot in the toilet, what did you do to André? B * stard, if you don't like me, you can come and find me. Why do you have to find him? "
Hancock looked confused, but his reaction was not slow at all.
With a muffled thud, William's chest and abdomen felt like it had been hit by a hammer. His whole body bent like a shrimp, and a pained expression appeared on his face.
"You've got guts. How dare you barge in here."
Hancock slapped William's face hard again. "You went to the Huaqing Gang, didn't you? Do you think I'm afraid of these Asians? "
He was so strong that William Jacques fell to the ground directly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. But he was still scolding, "Hey, piece of sh * t. Keep hitting, keep hitting, as long as you can let André out, okay? He only hit you with a training sword. You piece of trash, if you want revenge, just get someone to beat him up. What do you want? "
"André?"
Hancock's eyes were slightly confused. He looked at the people around him with a questioning gaze. However, his subordinates all shrugged their shoulders, expressing that they were baffled, baffled.
"This has nothing to do with me. Forget it! This has nothing to do with you, William. I was going to look for you these two days, but since you came looking for me, I'll settle it here. Do it, everyone. Beat him until he can only be carried out. Leah, go find me a car. Tell the school police that we'll bring him back to our base later. Don't you think it'll be interesting to use this guy as the bar's decoration today? Of course, of course, you can assure old York that no one will be killed. "
William had already been hit in the waist by a crowbar. He was in so much pain that he could only lie on the ground.
Hancock stepped on his face, his eyes filled with contempt. "You must be very surprised, right? Your Buddy Hancock actually dared to do this? Then let the merciful Hancock tell you, starting from yesterday, the Hell Skeletons are finished! It's over, you know? They were actually stupid enough to have designs on that divine artifact. The Hell Skeleton's Black K had angered those big shots. Therefore, from today onwards, more than half of the South City will be our Blood Fang's territory. Do you understand, little bastard? No one can save you now. Did someone tell me that you were secretly settling scores with Andy Jaron and the others? You are very smart. You even taught yourself accounting? But what did you say to me back then? "
William's expression changed slightly. Then, he spat out blood and said incoherently, "I just didn't want to touch drugs. They never sell them in school. Alright, listen up. You can do whatever you want to me, but don't provoke André, okay? He's a Wildenstein! If anything happens to him, you'll be finished, Hancock! "
"Wildenstein? You mean that guy? "
Hancock laughed nonchalantly. "Someone from Wildenstein would study in this kind of school? Are you kidding me, William? Or do you think I'm a stupid donkey? "
He kicked William's head hard. This was a hint. The surrounding youths all coldly waved the crowbars and baseball bats in their hands, hitting William's body violently.
But the beating didn't last long. Someone hurried in from outside the door. "Hancock, there's someone outside. It's for him."
Hancock was slightly annoyed, but in the next instant, it was as if his anger had been doused with ice water, and it was completely extinguished.
"That's one of Louise Linden's bodyguards. He wants William Jacques, and he wants him as soon as possible."
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"You've rescued him? How are his injuries? "
Outside the gates of Linden College, beside a Rolls-Royce Ghost, Louise Linden sat in the car and asked a sturdy middle-aged man in a black suit outside the window.
"Not bad. At least his bones aren't broken. With normal medical treatment, it would take two to three months for him to fully recover. Miss, do you want him to be fully healed? "
"There's no need. You can spend some money to find an intermediate Saint Healer. Just make sure he can go on stage for tomorrow's combat competition. "
The blonde girl in the car shook her head slightly. "Keep the rest of his injuries. Just treat it as a lesson. He could have stayed clean."
After saying that, she rolled up the car window and rubbed the space between her eyebrows with a troubled look on her face.
Beside Louise, a beautiful black-haired girl couldn't help but shake her head. "Louise, you can't do this. If you continue like this, you'll be covered in wrinkles at a young age. Unless you can become a Legend before the age of 30. "
"I don't want this either."
Louise smiled bitterly. "I thought it was just a school club. Wasn't it easy? As a result, none of the members in the department were spared from all kinds of problems. I finally understand now. It's not easy for Grandpa to manage such a big company. It's already so difficult for a school club, let alone a company with thousands of employees. "
Saying this, she held the black-haired girl's hand apologetically. "I'm very sorry, Angela. I invited you to transfer to Linden College, but you didn't even qualify for the spring team competition. "
The girl named Angela couldn't help but blink. "Why do you say that? Don't our club still have five people in the second round? And this William Jacques, didn't you say he has great potential? You're confident that you can get him to Level Five in two months. If that's the case, then there's still hope for this guy to fight his way out of the losers group. "
"There's hope, but there's only a 3% chance. I hope he doesn't meet a strong opponent before the third round of the losers group."
Louise sighed. "Of the five people who qualified, the others have hopes of entering the third round, but Andrew Lee Wildenstein, the guy who was injured by Lina, is the only one who has a chance of entering the third round. He was lucky enough to enter the second round because his opponent's armor malfunctioned. It's as good as nothing. "
After hearing this, the black-haired girl couldn't help but smile awkwardly. She scratched her face anxiously with her fingers. "André, is this guy okay? He hasn't come to school for a few days. I'm a little worried. "
"He's probably fine. As far as I know, Hancock really didn't do anything to him."
Louise shook her head. "Our people only found out that he left his residence on Tuesday. He probably went out with a purpose. Don't worry too much. I think even if something happens to him, it has nothing to do with you, Angela. "
Angela thought, "How can I not care? But she knew that she couldn't do anything now. This was Atlanta, after all, not Manhattan.
"I hope he can come back safely. But do you really think that André is so bad? I remember he should be a Level Three Magicka Swordsman. There's still hope for him to enter the third round. "
"There's no hope. He'll be eliminated in the second round."
Louise's tone was resolute. "His next opponent is Mad Bear Bill Hardway. He's a Level Five Berserker who's proficient with axes."
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