Love at the Wrong Table - Season 6 Episode 12

Dillon was a hero who died for his country, but someone stole the money that

rightfully belonged to his family and caused them so much pain as well!

Life is so unfair!

Emmanuel’s blood was boiling. He was itching to unearth those who did this!

And then, I’ll kill them all!

Just then, a cocky voice began hollering from the top of the lane.

“Pay up your protection fees! Hurry up!”

“What? You don’t have enough? Again? Are you trying to test me? I’ll break

your leg!”

Emmanuel heard the ruckus and turned around. His aura became even more

murderous.

The local hooligans were openly collecting protection fees from the people

living on Eastern Star Mountain, and those who couldn’t pay up were

physically assaulted. He didn’t think such things still happened in this day and

age..

He could no longer keep a lid on his rage anymore. To think that Blockhead’s

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parents have been living in such dire straits all this time!

“Please, sir. Could you please go easy on us?”

A middle–aged couple in the house opposite the Hedge family’s place heard

the voices and came out to plead with them.

However, after another round of brutish threats, they meekly paid up anyway.

When the neighboring middle–aged couple saw the local hooligans heading

toward the Hedge family’s house, they pleaded on their behalf, “Can’t you

have a little compassion? Frank and his wife don’t even have money for food!

Take pity on them!”

A glimmer of gratitude emerged in Martha’s sorrowful eyes when she saw

that her neighbors still dared to plead with the hooligans on their behalf.

Unfortunately, the local hooligans had no such thing as compassion. They

kicked the middle–aged couple away.

“F*ck off!”

Then, they kicked the Hedge family’s door down and it fell directly on the

rotting vegetables that the couple just washed.

“Ahh! The vegetables!”

Frank’s heart ached. He had gone to great lengths to gather them, and

without them, the couple would have to go hungry.

“Hahaha. What makes you think you can eat anything if you don’t pay the

protection fee, huh? In your dreams!”

The local hooligans ignored Emmanuel and Eve as they hollered at Frank and

Martha.

“Please… we don’t have any money! There’s not a single scrap of money left!”

Frank was in despair.

“No money, huh? Well since you don’t have any money, you might as well

die!”

The curly–haired leader of the hooligans grabbed Frank by the collar and

raised his fist..

The middle–aged couple watched from afar, but they couldn’t be of any help.

They were certain that Frank and Martha wouldn’t be living past this day.

However, the punch didn’t land on Frank’s body.

An expressionless Emmanuel had caught the curly–haired man’s wrist.

Even though the curly–haired man tried to yank his hand away as hard as he

could, it didn’t budge at all.

He’s so strong!

The curly–haired man was shocked at first, but he started threatening at the

top of his lungs, “Who are you, punk? How dare you lay your hand on me?

Don’t you know who I am?”

Emmanuel couldn’t be bothered to respond with anything but his fist that

came crashing down on the hooligan.

The curly–haired man’s face caved in as he spat out blood!

Emmanuel let go of the man’s wrist.

The curly–haired man fell to the ground with a thud. He had lost

consciousness and lay there unmoving.

“What the hell? Who’s that guy?”

“He killed someone with a single punch! It’s the devil!”

The local hooligans were so terrified that they scrambled off at once. They

didn’t even bother to take their unconscious friend with them.

However, the middle–aged couple across the street didn’t seem excited at

all. Instead, they had looks of dread and despair.

“You two need to hurry up and leave! Flee now!” Martha hurriedly advised.

Frank was even more panicked. “That’s right, or else, you’ll be in trouble once

they come back with everyone! Especially you, miss. You’re such a pretty

woman and they’re all monsters!”

Eve wanted to laugh.