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Yvonne’s smile froze. “Oh no! They’re here again!”
Kingsley frowned. “Who are they?”
“No time to explain!” Yvonne opened the door of her father’s room. “Quick, hide in here. I’ll deal with
them!”
Kingsley did not even budge. “I can’t let a young girl like you deal with them while I hide like a coward.”
Yvonne’s father asked raspily, “Is it them again, Yvonne?”
Again? Kingsley knew something was wrong. So this is not the first time? He asked, “Who are they?
Did you guys get into trouble?”
The people outside banged on the door again. “Open the f*cking door right now! You’re already two
months behind on the rent! Pay up or I’ll tear your house down!”
Yvonne kept pushing Kingsley into the room while saying anxiously, “They’re bad guys! You can’t win!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust hide! I don’t want to drag you into this!”
She was not strong enough to move Kingsley, of course. He stood in the same stop, refusing to budge,
and a frown appeared on his forehead. “Rent? You guys built your own house. There’s no rent here.”
Oh wait. I get it now! This isn’t rent! They’re racketeering!
Yvonne stomped her foot in frustration. “Why aren’t you even afraid? Those guys are murderers!”
A loud boom swept through the living room, and the rickety door was sent flying away. A dozen half-
naked thugs swarmed into the house. They looked fierce and ready to battle. The one in the lead was
holding a baseball bat, and he shouted, “F*ck! I told you to come to the Crimson Hall three days ago to
pay up! Are you deaf?”
Crimson Hall? Kingsley froze for a moment. One of Baron’s men had said he was going to see Leoric
in the Crimson Hall. According to him, that guy was Victoria’s henchman and the local boss. At this
thought, Kingsley stepped into the yard and asked coldly, “Are you Leoric?”
“Leoric? Hah!” The man sneered. “I’m a proud follower of Mr. Norton—Kenzo Chauvin! Everyone calls
me Kenzo!”
Kingsley asked, “If I’m right, shouldn’t Leoric be the one handling this place?”
“Leoric? Oh, you mean Schneider? Hah, I beat him to a pulp a long time ago.” He roared in laughter.
“Now I’m the boss of this place! Mr. Norton owns this village now!”
Kingsley’s frown disappeared. He was worried Victoria had become a villainess who would allow her
henchmen to oppress the people. Now that he knew Kenzo was just some guy from another gang, his
worries had flown away with the wind.
Yvonne came up to him, tears welling up in her eyes. “Leoric never threatened us. He would even help
me out sometimes, but these guys… They demanded rent from us the moment they came.”
Kingsley patted her shoulder. “It’s alright. I’ll chase them all away for you.”
Kenzo bellowed in delight. “And who are you, punk? You think you can chase us away, you trash?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKingsley did not answer. Instead, he raised three fingers. “First, you threatened my friend’s family.
Second, you threatened the people of the empire, and third, you threatened my sister. You’re as good
as dead.”
Kenzo froze up, then he snickered. “What the f*ck are you talking about? The people of the empire?
You think you’re a minister or something? And what do you mean I threatened your sister? Did I make
her sleep with me or something?”
Kingsley’s eyes gleamed coldly. “Last chance. Give the villagers’ money back and apologize to Miss
Jeanne. I’ll kill you if you don’t.”
Kenzo clutched his stomach and bent over laughing. “What did you say? You want me to give them
back the money and apologize to that b*tch? Hey guys, this asshole here has some screws loose in his
head!”
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