Chapter 1917 Make Way

There were also many young men and women around. They must be the group’s subordinates.

These people, with noticeably bulging waistlines, stared at Kaze with malice.

“Mr. Ettinger, Kaze Lee is here.”

An individual glared at Kaze and cocked his head back to shout at the crowd.

“Creak!”

The sound of rolling wheels emerged from the crowd, followed by the appearance of a wheelchair being pushed forward.

The person in the wheelchair was Brad, whose leg Kaze broke the night before.

Brad’s leg was heavily bandaged, and his expression was grim.

Nevertheless, he looked up at Kaze with bitter rage in his eyes.

Brad’s gaze fleeted past Conan before falling on Kaze. “I didn’t expect you to show up with just one friend.

“You’re asking for it.

“In that case, I’ll grant you the wish to die.

“Even God can’t save you now.”

Brad had never resented someone so badly in his entire life.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Ettinger. No one can save him from us.”

Behind Brad, Griffin of the Wood br