THE ALMIGHTY LORD CLOUD

CHAPTER 175

The crowd immediately lunged forward, their faces twisted with anger and desperation.

As Darius stepped forward, the mob pressed forward with arms reaching out and their fists raised, trying to rip him apart.

People lunged, desperate to touch him, to claw at him, to make him feel the suffering he had inflicted.

But the guards were ready, their faces hardened as they lifted their weapons.

The first line of people who dared get close was met with brutal swings of metal pipes and bats, the impact on their bones heard loud and clear.

A woman near the front reached out, her fingers almost brushing Darius’s suit before a guard struck her hard across the face.

She staggered back, blood trickling from her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and pain.

Another man tried to break through; he roared and cursed Darius, but the guard swung a bat into his ribs, and he fell, clutching his side, gasping for breath.

The crowd retreated in fear and horror.

Grace watched in stunned silence,