Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 241

Kyron stared at the bed, his eyes as wide as saucers. He exclaimed, “Mr. Gordon! Holy shit! Who did this to you?”

“Boss, that guy on the bed did it. He’s full of himself and boasted that no one could punish him for it,” complained Madam Crystal through gritted teeth.

Kyron glared in the direction of the bed and scolded, “Hey, kid! I don’t care who you are. You’re not going anywhere after injuring Mr. Gordon. Guards! Bring him here.” Kyron gestured, and the guards he brought marched forward.

A stout figure blocked their way. He swung his fists around wildly, inflicting wounds with every strike. It only took a brief while before he defeated all the guards, and nobody got within a six feet radius of the bed.

“You’ve got some nerves, holding up my friend here. Perhaps you’ve lived long enough, bastard.” Beefy Bob exhaled and smirked at Kyron.

Kyron’s nostrils flared in anger at being called a bastard. His gaze swept across the guards lying on the floor, and he laughed sinisterly, “See