Chapter 106: Does White Mitchell Dare Not Kill?
Boom!
White Mitchell had unleashed his presence, confronting several road-blocking sports cars, he stepped onto them without hesitation.
A loud noise resonated as the Ferrari that Connor Cooper had driven was trampled upon by White Mitchell, crushing its roof.
Shards of glass flew in all directions, the noise shaking the heavens and instantly attracting the attention of the mob attacking Mori Jones.
Whoosh!
The crowd was taken aback and turned to look, only to witness an incredibly shocking scene.
Connor Cooper’s sports car, after merely being stepped on by White Mitchell, was as though its structure had been torn apart, reduced to a pile of scrap metal.
Hiss!
Watching this scene, the wealthy second generation gasped in shock, unconsciously stopping their actions and staring at White Mitchell who was charging towards them with horrified faces.
After all, they were merely sixteen or seventeen years old, living in comfort and privilege throughout their lives; where had they ever seen such a scene?
Suddenly, someone couldn’t help but panic, their legs trembling uncontrollably.
“Him again?!”
Upon seeing White Mitchell, Connor Cooper’s eyes filled with hatred, and he clenched his fists tighter, gritting his teeth in anger.
“Attack him! We have the numbers, we don’t have to fear him!” Connor Cooper said viciously.
There’s nothing to fear?
Upon hearing these words, these young men from wealthy families trembled inside, not quite able to believe their ears.
But compared to the fear they felt for White Mitchell, a stranger, they were more afraid of Connor Cooper.
Connor Cooper was their leader, and their families’ power all followed the Cooper family.
If they didn’t obey Connor Cooper at this time, they couldn’t imagine what would happen to them.
So, even though they were trembling with fear at this moment, they still rushed forward, gritting their teeth and raising their fists.
However, they didn’t realize that to White Mitchell, these pampered young masters were no more threatening than recently hatched chicks.
“Scram!”
White Mitchell let out a cold humph and nonchalantly threw a punch.
The rich kid who rushed at him tried to dodge, but before he could react, White Mitchell’s fist had already slammed into his stomach.
Whoosh!
The rich kid who had just rushed forward immediately took a heavy blow. Right now, he felt as though his stomach had just been hit hard with a massive hammer.
There was a burning sensation in his entire abdomen, and his face instantly turned pale.
“Oh…”
This rich kid screamed out, opening his mouth only to feel his stomach churn and then quickly vomited a foul mess.
With just one punch, he was wrenched into vomiting.
Whoosh!
Seeing this, the other rich guys immediately revealed their panic, hit the brakes and hurriedly stopped.
However, at this point, White Mitchell had already appeared in front of them.
“No… no no no…”
Before the second rich kid could even beg for mercy, White Mitchell grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the windscreen of their sports car.
With a crack, it seemed everyone not only heard the sound of the windscreen shattering but also the sound of bones breaking.
The rich kid who was slammed into the car let out a miserable moan, feeling as though every bone in his body had just snapped, sending waves of pain through him.
Growing up in comfort and luxury, if they even cut a finger, they would immediately call an ambulance, so how could they stand this kind of pain?
The next moment, his eyes blacked out and he passed out.
Hiss!
A series of gasps wheezed out. Everyone was terrified.
While they were still in shock, White Mitchell was already in front of the third rich kid.
“Young and ignorant, deserve a beating!”
White Mitchell’s face turned cold as he directly kicked out. With a bang, the third rich kid was sent flying before he even had a chance to scream.
The subsequent scene had become White Mitchell’s exclusive showcase.
Within just a few seconds, White Mitchell had disposed of all the rich second generation brought by Connor Cooper.
Each of these once arrogant rich second generations, now laid all over the
place in disarray, completely suppressed.
Seeing this, Connor Cooper was not well. His body was trembling uncontrollably as if out of control, with cold sweat soaking his clothes long before.
But at this point, even if he wanted to escape, there was no possibility of escape, not to mention his legs had gone soft, but also because White Mitchell was now standing before him.
Whoosh!
Connor Cooper’s heart throbbed, and he instinctively swung a punch at White Mitchell.
But in the eyes of White Mitchell, his so-called powerful punch had no threat at all.
With a crack, White Mitchell effortlessly caught the punch and casually crushed Connor Cooper’s fist.
“Ahhhh…”
Connor Cooper let out a miserable cry, his face warped with a ferocious expression: “Fuck, I will not let you go, I will not let you go!!!
If you dare, kill me, come on, if you dare, kill me!
You will be sentenced to death! Kill me! If you don’t kill me today, I will ruin your family one day! I will make you regret being born! Come on! Kill me!”
Although Connor Cooper was at a disadvantage, he still refused to back down verbally and even started making threats.
He was convinced that White Mitchell dared not kill him, for behind him stood the Cooper family, greater by hundreds or even thousands of times than the Jones Family!
If he dared to kill him today, the endless vengeance of the Cooper Family would await him!
Moreover, White Mitchell had just been released, with a record, so Connor Cooper was sure that White Mitchell dared not kill.
“Kneel down! ”
White Mitchell’s face was expressionless as he directly kicked Connor Cooper’s knee twice.
With a bang, Connor Cooper was forced to his knees, shattering the floor beneath him.
“Ahhhh…”
Connor Cooper let out another howl, his face instantly turning pale.
“White! Stop!” Mori Jones, who had come to her senses, rushed over, fearing that White Mitchell would impulsively kill Connor Cooper in a moment of anger.
Seeing Mori Jones approach, Connor Cooper grew even more fearless.
As long as White Mitchell could not kill him today, once he caught his breath, he would certainly tear White Mitchell to pieces!
So, despite still being on his knees, his face was filled with a ferocious expression, even defiantly shouting, “Come on! Kill me, if you dare! Fuck! If you don’t kill me today, I won’t let you have a good life, come on!
I’ll let you kill me here today, do you dare!? You coward!”
Death?
With a cold face, White Mitchell’s eyes suddenly spurted out a terrifying aura..