Powerlessness of the Hand

Darren didn't give a damn. Thoroughly enraged, David ordered, "Someone come, drive this pair out of here." Four or five black-clothed thugs appeared around Renea and Darren all of a sudden. "Darren, I advise you to take your hillbilly girlfriend away earlier. David is the boss here, it won't look good if you get kicked out." Jia said with a light laugh. Darren stood in front of Renea, protecting her tightly behind him, and looked at the surrounding fighters with a grave expression. These few people didn't matter to him at all, what he was worried about was the fear that they might hurt Renea by mistake. David snorted coldly and said sternly, "Want to leave now? It's too late." "Unless you kneel and kowtow to me three times, I won't let you go." "Well? Kid, do want me to kowtow?" Darren snorted coldly, his hand already clenched into a fist. David's face sank, "Looks like you're going to do it in toast." Then with a wink, the beaters attacked Darren. "Renea, step aside," Darren said to R