Awakening the War God

Chapter 133 Pablo Brooks

Chapter 133 Pablo Brooks

The arrogant white-haired youth with dead eyes glared as he reached out to Ava.

Just as his hand was about to reach her, someone seized his wrist.

"Huh, a white-haired spirit!"

Of course, the person was Gabriel, who looked extremely unhappy.

He hadn't expected trouble while he was away in the restroom.

Already in a bad mood from this lunch, he decided to vent his anger on this stupid white-haired spirit.

Stella and Maria had been about to intervene, but they held back when they saw Gabriel.

In terms of the current situation, it was better to leave everything to Gabriel.

"White-haired spirit?" The white hair pointed to himself with his right hand and laughed heartily, "That's a good nickname. Thank you! No one has ever dared to call me that. Do you believe I'll cut off your tongue in a while?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white hair's dead eyes turned cold.

The four black-clad men behind him immediately stepped forward aggressively.

Brian, the sissy, womanishly pointed at Gabriel and said, "Who are you? Apologize to my master now! Or you'll truly lose your tongue!"

Gabriel shrugged, looking innocent, and said, "Apologize? Is that word in the dictionary? Or perhaps it's in your dictionary but not in mine!"

"Oh, you ignorant thing, pretending to be a big shot here, eh? I'm telling you, you're done for today!" Brian put his hands on his hips and stamped his foot like a woman.

He seemed angry, but that had no intimidation whatsoever.

Ignoring the sissy, Gabriel asked Ava, "Did this white-haired spirit touch you, Ava?"

Ava immediately nodded and said with a grievance, "His dirty hand touched my waist!"

She was confident in saying that, knowing Gabriel would help vent her anger.

The white-haired youth, who had not sensed danger, commented with a smirk, "Yes, her waist felt good! It'll be a better experience if I take her clothes off!"

Gabriel's eyes turned cold.

He forcefully pressed the right hand of the white hair onto the table, then grabbed a fork, and stabbed it through his hand, nailing it to the table.

"Ah!" As blood gushed out, the young man screamed in pain, his face twisted.

"Sir!"

This happened too fast. Only after a few seconds did Brian jump up and shout to the four bodyguards, "Get the bastard! Beat him to death and avenge our master!"

"Fuck off!"

Hearing the noise, Gabriel threw a kick, sending Brian flying.

He hated the womanish men the most in this life.

The man had nothing masculine. He was really disgusting!

Brian fell to the ground, his limbs struggling in the air. In pain, he couldn't get up.

As for Gabriel, he was swaying the fork forcefully with his right hand.

"Ah!"

The fork swayed inside the young man's flesh, causing him to scream again like a pig being slaughtered.

He shouted to his bodyguards, "Don't come any closer, all of you!"

The four bodyguards stood still, not moving forward.

Gabriel finally stopped his movements, lowered his head slowly, and said in a chilling voice, "I don't care which family you, the idiot, come from, but listen carefully to what I'm about to say!

"Today, you touched my woman with your right hand. I'm going to destroy it! NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Don't think that just because your family has some power, you can do whatever you want outside. Otherwise, you won't know how you might end!"

Such spoiled brats were too many and detestable.

Unfortunately, the bastard met him today. But if he were an ordinary person, he would have been mercilessly bullied. So he would never show such spoiled brats mercy.

"Cool!"

Ava's spleen was fully vented.

Upon hearing Gabriel proclaim her as his woman, she was even filled with inward delight.

She cast a glance at Stella, her eyes gleaming with a hint of triumph. But Stella remained impassive.

Unconvinced, the fierce-looking young man said, "You dare to say so because you don't know who I am. Once you've learned my identity, you'll regret your audacity!"

He expressed no remorse for his actions, instead harboring a vindictive desire to see Gabriel kneel before him to beg for mercy.

He vowed he would make Gabriel suffer immeasurably by then!

"Well, tell me who you are and see me tremble in fear," Gabriel chuckled.

This fool was still not clear about the situation.

There was no one in this world who could instill fear in him.

The white hair announced, "My name is Pablo Brooks, and my grandfather is Tyler Brooks, a provincial councilor. Even though I just returned from abroad, I am confident you are aware of the Brooks family because we are an omnipotent force in Silverwood. You've provoked me today, and that seals your fate!"

"Tyler Brooks?" Gabriel couldn't help but laugh.

What a coincidence! This idiot was Tyler's grandson.

Pablo sneered, "It seems you know my grandfather. Are you scared now? Kneel and kowtow to me now, and perhaps you'll endure less suffering in the future. Otherwise, I'll make you wish for death.

Moreover, I'll let you watch as I toy with the four women!"

These words made Gabriel angry again.

His eyes grew cold and ruthless.

He picked up another fork and brutally stabbed it into the back of Pablo's hand.

Then he put the third fork, the fourth...

Since the bastard had insulted the four women, he would give him four forks.

Blood was all over the young man's hand. That was too gruesome to behold.

Pablo was in such pain that he could not even scream. He was shaking, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Are you... are you insane? You still dare to treat me like this even after learning about my identity?" Pablo voiced weakly, his mind in a daze.

Everyone had told him that the Brooks family ruled supreme in Silverwood.

Even if he committed murder, set fire, or had illegal sex, the family could cover it up.

This was the power of the Brooks, the power they enjoyed from their grandfather, the councilor.

But why was the man who knew his identity before him not afraid? He couldn't understand!

"Your identity?" Gabriel scoffed, "Your grandfather, Tylor Brooks, has to show me respect. Who do you, the brat, think you are? But you dare to shout at me!"

Pablo turned pale, a chill settling over his heart.

His grandfather even had to show him respect?

Finally, he realized he had messed with the wrong person.

"Sir, I was wrong! Since you know my grandfather, please spare me for his sake!"

Pablo was terrified. When he realized that his grandfather, his strongest reliance, couldn't help him, his bravado quickly waned, and he became a coward.

Gabriel snorted, then said to Ava, "Ava, it's your call. Whatever your decision is, it's fine, even if it means beating him to death!"