Rowan Mann walked over and squatted down, striking the ground with a steel pipe.
"Who's got you so pissed off?"
"You've actually got the balls to piss me off?"
"Better watch your step in your next life!"
"You guys, throw him off. Make it look like a suicide jump." Rowan Mann looked pitifully at William Cole.
Several of his men asked, "Brother Mann, what about the woman?"
Rowan Mann sneered, "Throw her too. Let them be a pair of lovebirds in life and death."
"Yes."
The lackeys came over, ready to haul William Cole away.
William Cole's eyes were blazing red.
He knew that if he did not fight back, not only will he die, but Ruth Dawn would meet a fatal end as well. He propelled himself up and slammed into Rowan Mann's stomach.
"Ouch." Rowan Mann let out a cry and staggered back, flipping over after retreating a dozen of steps.
"Brother Mann." The mob swarmed over. Some tried to help Rowan Mann up while others lunged at William Cole.