Chapter 536

Slap!

Zahal suddenly stood up and slapped Curtis across the face, leaving him stunned, blood trickling from his mouth.

"You! Mark..." Curtis was in disbelief, his face purpling with rage, ready to retaliate.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!

Zahal lunged forward, pinning Curtis to the table, continuously slapping his face until Curtis was spitting blood.

Although Zahal was stout, he was a major figure in the grey area, and dealing with a rich kid like Curtis was easy for him.

"Even daring to hit me, you're both dead! Wait till my sister gets here, she'll definitely kill both of you country bumpkins!"

Thud!

Zahal kicked Curtis down from the table, and he fell right in front of Theophilus, kneeling on the ground with both knees.

"Blind fool, daring to shout in front of Mr. Jake? Do you even know who you are talking to?"

Zahal's face was extremely fierce, his murderous intent evident as