Chapter 74 You Are Actually Masters of Martial Arts
Upon hearing this, Crimson Brothers all laughed. There was no way they would dare to take down William, even if they had a hundred times the courage.
"Do I really need to step in here?" William asked, sounding almost bored.
"No way, Mr. Davis. You just chill." Crimson Brothers quickly pulled up a chair for him.
Their respect for William left Timothy scratching his head.
What kind of clout did William have to make these two act like his personal bodyguards? Even Eugene never had this kind of pull.
Crimson Brothers turned to Malcolm. "Causing trouble in our Serpent Gang? You're not getting away with that."
Their attitude made it clear they didn't see Malcolm as a threat at all.
Malcolm was fuming. "Two lowly semi-Masters of Martial Arts talking big?"
"You guys really gonna protect William?" Timothy squinted, his voice icy.
"Timothy, enough talk. Let's do this." Crimson Brothers were itching for a fight.
They'd just leveled up to Master of Martial Arts and were eager to test their skills.
And now, someone had walked right into their trap.
"Alright then, Malcolm, take them down. I'll throw in an extra $140,000!" Timothy yelled, furious.
Malcolm, who'd been sitting quietly, finally stood up.
A wave of terrifying energy burst out from him.
Tables and chairs around them shattered like glass.
"I gave you a chance, but you blew it."
"You're dead!" Malcolm roared and attacked.
The tiles under his feet cracked, and his energy shot out like bullets.
The speed and power were off the charts.
As a Master of Martial Arts, Malcolm's moves were jaw-dropping.
Witchcraft Power surged in his hands as he formed claws, aiming for Crimson Brothers.
In Malcolm's mind, these two semi-Masters of Martial Arts didn't stand a chance.
He'd lift them like they were nothing.
Crimson Brothers stood still, looking like deer in headlights.
But just as Malcolm's claws reached their necks, they moved.
Not only did they dodge the attack, but they also each landed a punch on Malcolm.
Malcolm spat blood and flew sideways, crashing into the wall.
Timothy and his crew were stunned.
Did they just see Malcolm get tossed?
He was a Master of Martial Arts!
Malcolm lay on the ground, eyes wide with disbelief. "You two are Masters of Martial Arts!"
Timothy's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
How could he have known Crimson Brothers were actually Masters of Martial Arts?
"This can't be. Everyone in Starlight City knows these two are just semi-Masters of Martial Arts." Timothy was in total shock.
Even Malcolm wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't just fought them.
"They're definitely Masters of Martial Arts!" Malcolm confirmed.
Timothy felt like he was about to pass out.
Crimson Brothers, still pumped, said, "Malcolm, you're too weak. We didn't even break a sweat, and you're down!"
"And you six, you're not getting away!" Crimson Brothers charged at the six semi-Masters of Martial Arts Timothy had brought.
The fight was over in a flash.
The six semi-Masters of Martial Arts lay on the ground, bleeding and twitching, clearly not gonna make it.
"Timothy, you're next!" The two turned their gaze to Timothy.
This time, Timothy was scared out of his mind.
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