Chapter 622

Swoosh!

This time, five or six bodyguards with iron clubs all aimed straight at Theophilus's head, striking with considerable force, the sound of the wind whooshing.

Thwack, thwack, thwack!

At the moment the bodyguards made their move, Spencer quickly stepped in front of Theophilus, his hand chopping down like a knife, causing the clubs to break into four or five pieces.

"What kind of person is this?"

"Mother, what is this!"

After their clubs were broken by Spencer's bare hands, the bodyguards who had just attacked were terrified, their faces showing shock and horror.

Thwack! Thwack!

Spencer's face was utterly expressionless as he swung his arm, delivering a few slaps.

He was quite strong; a mere couple of slaps were enough to overwhelm these burly men, causing them to vomit blood on the spot before collapsing to the ground, rolling several meters away.

"Ouch!"

"Ah!&qu