Chapter - 887

Cobra glared at Damian. “Are you thinking that I want to catch Zeke Williams single-handedly? I only need to quote Drake's name. Do you think Williams will resist our invitation when we ask him to meet Drake? The move yesterday should have taught him a lesson; he wouldn't dare to make futile attempts.“

Damian still felt quite uneasy but he did not say anything further.

It's going to be okay. Even if Cobra fails, his Asclepius Team will back him up.

After ten minutes, the two of them reached the Trust Media building.

Onlookers still gathered around the building. The two of them could only get to the building after a considerable effort squeezing into the crowd.

Zeke's sharp eyes caught the sight of them in the crowd.

Since Count is here, this definitely has something to do with the four households.

Damian and Cobra approached Zeke. The chattering crowd went silent at the sight of them.

These two must be the culprits.

The crowd was curious about the force that the four households had engaged to deal with Zeke Williams.

Cobra spitted rudely, “You're Zeke Williams?”

Zeke replied, “That's right. Are you the one who ruined my building yesterday?”

Cobra snorted, “Take it as my welcome gift for you. Do you like it?”

“As long as you admit to it. It seems like the four major households are still oblivious to their mistakes. Hey, Count, you guys have to compensate me another 50 billion.” Zeke replied.

“As for you, apologize to me by kneeling down,” Zeke instructed Cobra.

Cobra felt an inexplicable chill down his spine when Zeke glared at him.

However, he kept a composed face, “I don't kneel down that easily. I'm Cobra, Drake's henchman.”

The crowd was shocked to hear Drake's name. “My goodness, he's Drake's people.” “The four major households are really something. They have connections with Drake!"

“Drake's reputation is well-established. I think even Master Williams has to concede defeat this time.”

“This young man is quite unlucky to be targeted by Drake.”

But Zeke felt no fear. “Cobra?” “Do cobras only have one eye?” Sh*t! Cobra was incensed at Zeke's mocking. He loathed it when others ridiculed him far having only one eye.

“Williams, you listen to me carefully. Drake has invited you to the northwest. You'd better shut up and follow us there. Otherwise, you're going to suffer the repercussions.”

The way Cobra stressed the word “invited” incited heated discussions among the crowd.

Zeke smiled thinly. “You'd better listen up, too. I want you to kneel and atone for your mistake here for one full day.”

“God damn it, Williams!”

Zeke lost his patience and made his move. He was as fast as lightning.

The next second, Zeke appeared before Cobra and gave him a kick across his legs.

Crack, crack!

Two crisp cracking sounds could be heard as Cobra's kneecaps shattered from Zeke's kick.

With a plop, he collapsed onto the ground. F*ck! The crowd gasped in shock.

The guy just announced that he was Drake's crew, and this young man still dared to make a move against him!

He's definitely trying to provoke Drake.

He really doesn't know who he's dealing with.

Damian paled at the turn of events. He took a few steps back and blended into the crowd.

This guy has the guts to beat up Drake's people. There's no doubt he will beat me up, too. But the ruder he is to Drake's people, the better. He's just going to die a more tragic death.