Chapter 649

Sure enough, the black sedans revved up and bore down on them, abruptly cutting off Liam's car. In a flash, a gang of club-wielding ruffians spilled out from the vehicles, ready for trouble.

The ringleader was a towering brute covered in tattoos, with a gold chain as thick as a thumb hanging around his neck. He had a cigarette clamped between his lips and was swinging a steel pipe like a club. He bellowed at Liam, "Damn it! Do you think you can run? Everybody out of the car, now! Move it, or I swear I'll end you!"

He then brought the pipe crashing down on the hood of the car, leaving a deep dent and sending the vehicle rocking on its wheels.

Inside, Celena held Jovie close, her face ghostly pale with fear. "Liam, what's happening? Who are these guys? They look like trouble. Shouldn't we call the cops?"

Liam quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to reassure the shaking Celena, "Don't worry, it's going to be alright. I'll check it out. You and Jovie stay put, okay? No matter what