Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 119

Adam's thunderous shout echoed throughout the room. "Are you the one from the Alameda's capital?"

Everyone in the room was stunned simultaneously, feeling a sudden drop in temperature, a bone-chilling coldness.

Mr. Greed frowned, showing an unprecedented seriousness, and asked, "Who are you?"

Adam glanced at Paul Booker, squeezed into the corner, writhing in pain on the ground. "Did you call for an ambulance?"

Paul Booker, sweating profusely, nodded.

"Take care of him. I'll handle the rest."

After saying that, Adam turned his head, his gaze coldly fixed on Mr. Greed. "Sent by Mario Morales?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Greed nodded. By now, he also realized that something was wrong. Although he was arrogant, he wasn't a fool.

In theory, a small city like Lisle shouldn't have experts like Black Dragon. But now, an even more formidable figure had arrived, and just the aura alone made Mr. Greed feel a palpitation. "Black Dragon!"

Adam suddenly issued a cold command, "Break his legs."

Without hesitation, Black Dragon rushed forward.

Mr. Greed's face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Mr. Morales sent me."

Adam's voice grew colder, "Stand still. I want one pair of your legs. Dare to dodge, and I'll take your hands too."

"I am Mr. Morales's man. You dare to go against Mr. Morales..."

Boom! Adam stomped forward, reaching Mr. Greed in an instant. Mr. Greed was shocked and tried to dodge, but it was too late. In a hurry, he could only block with his arms.

A terrifying shockwave suddenly exploded. Adam's fist struck Mr. Greed's chest.

Crack! Mr. Greed's left arm, which he had used to block, instantly fractured. The endless force pressed his arm into his chest.

Mr. Greed's 180-pound body flew through the air.

Bang! Mr. Greed crashed into the wall, spewing a jet of blood from his mouth.

A one-shot kill!

"Too much nonsense!" Adam coldly exclaimed.

Mr. Greed stared wide-eyed, utterly shocked. He initially thought that even if he couldn't beat Adam, at least escaping would be no problem. But now, he realized the vast difference between them. "Are you a grandmaster?" Mr. Greed asked incredulously.

Adam snorted, "Break his legs and hands, arrange for an ambulance to take him to Mario Morales, and let Mario Morales personally come to apologize."

Mr. Greed's expression changed suddenly.

As the saying goes, don't hit below the belt. But now, Adam not only slapped Mr. Morales's face but also trampled El Coco's face on the ground.

Imagine, someone who had beaten Mr. Morales, thrown at his doorstep, and then forced Mr. Morales to apologize in person. This wasn't just provocation; it was a blatant declaration of war! "Who are you? Do you want to go to war with Mr. Morales?" Mr. Greed roared.

Black Dragon sneered, "Hehe, go to war? Is Mario Morales even qualified? Even your El Coco is not qualified."

Mr. Greed naturally didn't believe it. El Coco was the uncrowned king of the Alameda's underground world, and even the top "Two Kings and One Lord" in the Divine Land dared not say that El Coco was unworthy. It was not an exaggeration to say that there was no one in the country who dared to speak to El Coco like this.

"Kid, are you exaggerating? Today, I admit that I'm not as good as you, but insulting El Coco, this matter isn't over."

Black Dragon squinted his eyes and said, "You can try."

As he spoke, with a crack, Black Dragon unhesitatingly broke Mr. Greed's left leg.

Then, with two more cracks, he broke his right hand and right leg.

In an instant, Mr. Greed groaned in pain, his entire body soaked in cold sweat.

Listening to Mr. Greed's wailing, everyone else on the scene was trembling with fear. The arrogant Mr. Greed, who had just been domineering and arrogant, had his hands and legs broken in just a short time. Looking at Adam, who remained calm and unafraid, they couldn't help but wonder, who was he? Even the dominator of Alameda's capital was indifferent to him!

"Take him out."

Adam waved his hand, and a group of stunned gangsters quickly stood up to help, playing the role of subordinates. Soon, Paul Booker and Mr. Greed were carried out of the private room. Joseph climbed onto the wheelchair and tried to sneak away in the crowd.

"You, stay!" Adam spoke.

Joseph trembled in fear, turned slowly, and said with a forced smile, "Bro, it's not my business. I just came to watch the fun."

"I'm telling you, you made your boss search for you for a day and a night. Are you asking for death?" Fannie scolded and kicked Joseph back.

Joseph fell to the ground and said with a bitter face, "Boss, I was forced, really."

"i doesn't care about your reasons. It's your fault if you let me not replace you."

Bang! Fannie kicked him again.

"That's enough!"

Adam stopped Fannie and said coldly, "I'll give you one more chance. Tell me the purpose of your coming to Lisle."

Joseph sighed helplessly. He knew that he couldn't escape today, so he slowly explained...