Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Ruth, how did you get here?

"Not agreeing?"

The son of the middle-aged couple, swaggering like a crab, walked over to William Cole at an angle.

He pulled out a switchblade, waving it around: "Don't you believe I can cut a few holes in you if you don't agree?"

William Cole replied calmly: "I don't believe."

"Kid, you're seeking death." The youth, like a rabid wolf, lunged at William, the switchblade in his hand aiming for William's stomach.

William just stood there, unmoving.

"This kid, he must have been scared out of his wits." The middle-aged couple sneered without end.

The moment their son drew close to William, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked. The young man flew backwards, hitting the wall behind him. He fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

"Kill him for me." The young man bellowed while clutching his stomach.

A group of youngsters charged forward, either holding switchblades or bicycle chains in their hands.

William remained calm and composed, dispatching each of them with a single kick.