Chapter 59 Serious Trouble
As Kingsley’s rage got the better of him, he threw his fist at William so hard that he nearly dislocated the latter’s jaw. In that instant, William’s eyes rolled upward just as a few of his teeth dropped out of his mouth with blood trickling from his lips.
With a painful look on his face, William immediately snapped out of his alcoholic influence. “Darn you! That hurts like hell!” Upon taking a moment to let the pain subside, he struggled and got back on his feet with blood dripping from the corner of his lips.
“How dare you hit me, you idiot!” William snarled at Kingsley, covering his swollen cheek with his hand. “Do you know who the hell I am? I could kill you just as easily as I crush an ant, and that can be done with a snap of my fingers!” The angry man then charged at Kingsley.
Noticing William’s aggression, Leroy gritted his teeth and stood in front of Kingsley to protect him. With veins covering his forehead, he glared at William and clenched his fists to brace himself for a tough fight.
After all, he was indebted to Kingsley and would never allow anyone to disrespect the latter. However, Kingsley soon patted his shoulder and said, “Don’t worry. He is just a nobody, and a nobody like him isn’t going to be able to hurt me.”
As soon as Kingsley’s reply was heard, they all pointed at him and condemned his insolence and egoism. “Why is this guy so full of himself? How dare he call Mr. Jacob a nobody?! He needs to know his place!”
“Well, it’s obvious that he hasn’t messed with the wrong person before, and he is about to learn his lesson!”
William then wiped the blood off his lips and faked a smile in front of Kingsley. “You look pretty tough, kid. Tell me your name. I want to know where the heck you’re from!”
Aware of Kingsley’s sensitive position, Leroy immediately introduced himself as the former’s assistant to cover up his identity. “My name is Leroy Johnson, and I’m Mr. Nicholson’s assistant. So, you can talk to me.”
“Mr. Nicholson?” William rolled his eyes around and sniggered, “What?! Mr. Nichol-son-of-a-b*tch?! Why haven’t I heard of him around Cleapolis before?”
When William’s words were heard, the tourists and the tourism department’s employees couldn’t help but laugh at Kingsley. “Pft, any Tom, Dick, and Harry can just call himself a boss now. What’s wrong with people these days?”
“Exactly! Is he so full of himself just because he brought a few tow trucks here? My uncle owns a few of those, but guess what? He is still paying back his debts!”
“Tsk! Tsk! Young people nowadays just simply need to be taught a lesson! Don’t they think they’re making a fool out of themselves by calling themselves a boss in their twenties?! That sounds absurd!”
William suddenly chuckled and ridiculed Leroy and Kingsley. “What is a nobody like you doing on the Jacob Family’s turf? You’re playing with fire by messing around here.” As he spoke, his jaw movement irritated his wound, causing him pain and making him hiss. “I’m going to remember this, kid!” William clenched his jaw and threatened Kingsley. “One day, I’m going to make sure someone chops off your hand!”
At that moment, someone from within the construction hoardings shouted, “Mr. Johnson, I think we found something.” When Kingsley heard those words, he was moved, his body beginning to shake uncontrollably. “Are my parents’ remains found? At last, they can now leave this mountain and rest in peace in their homeland.”
In the meantime, Leroy was excited about his discovery as well, wheeling the coffin from the hearse before he made his way toward the construction hoardings.
A few moments later, he wheeled the wagon with the coffin on it and said, “Mr. Nicholson, look what we’ve found. It’s…” Before Leroy could finish his words, William charged at him and landed a kick on his stomach, sending him falling onto the ground as he moaned in agony.
“Step aside! I want to see what is so precious about your discovery!” William then kicked the wagon and knocked over the coffin, only to see two skeletons falling out of it. At the sight of that, he became furious and said, “D*mn! So, these skeletons are the jinx! Yucks!” He then proceeded to step and stomp the skeletons while complaining. “No wonder nothing I’ve done recently succeeds. It’s all because of these skeletons that were jinxing me! D*mn! I’m going to crush every bone of these skeletons!”
Meanwhile, Kingsley was so thrilled with the discovery that it took him a few moments to understand what was going on, but that few seconds of trance was enough for William to do something that would put him in serious trouble. “Do you seek death?!” Kingsley’s eyes were bloodshot just as he swiftly slipped behind William at lightning speed. He then grabbed William by the neck, as if he was holding a chicken that he was about to butcher.
“Ah! What are you doing?! Let me down!” William was frightened, shouting in horror when he suddenly felt his feet levitating from the ground.
At the same time, Jerrick exclaimed in terror and threatened Kingsley. “Hey, kid! You’d better let Mr. Jacob go now! Are you asking for trouble?!”
“He is the one who is asking for trouble!” Kingsley’s eyes were filled with murderous intent as he snarled and roared in rage on the inside like a beast. It’s been 17 years! My parents were buried in the dirt here at Mount Rochwick for 17 godd*mn years without anyone to pay respect to, like they didn’t even exist at all.
At the thought of how his parents were trampled by countless tourists every single day, Kingsley’s heart broke into pieces. Therefore, he was determined to give his parents a proper burial now that he had successfully become Ares, who had millions of warriors at his command, but William’s disrespectful action of knocking over his parents’ coffin and stomping their skeletons only served to make him even more furious and grief-stricken.
“Let go of Mr. Jacob!”
“How dare you get physical with Mr. Jacob! You’re inviting a disaster!”
“Let Mr. Jacob go, and you might just survive.”
Just when the entire crowd filled the atmosphere with murmurs and gossip, Kingsley’s eyes appeared to turn red. “Kill him!” The overwhelming murderous intent he was feeling suddenly surged through him just as a strong wind stormed the entire Mount Rochwick.
