Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1465

Wilbur made sure Elise was standing upright before walking up to the guard.

The guard put a hand on his baton, smirking coldly at Wilbur. A few other guards saw him coming as well and eyed Wilbur mockingly.

Wilbur reached the guard in all but two steps, reaching out and landing a slap on the guard's face.

The slap rang through the air, clear and crisp.

The guard turned a full circle in the air, spitting out several bloody teeth. He shook his head hard, still in a daze.

The sight shocked everyone else. Who would dare to get physical at a place like this?

Before they could say anything, however, Wilbur gave him another kick.

The guard fell to the ground with a thump, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd cried out in shock.

Just then, Jennifer's bodyguards hurried over to escort her away.

The dozen or so bodyguards manning the photo station surrounded Wilbur, all of them holding batons as they glowered at him.

"Get on the ground or we'll have to make you!" the head guard shouted.

Wilbur hardly paid him any mind, lifting the injured guard into the air. "Apologize to the lady."

"F*ck you!" The guard cursed at Wilbur, not intending to apologize in the slightest.

The head guard reported to his captain at once, all while gesturing for the other guards to close in on Wilbur.

Just then, however, Wilbur grabbed the guard he was holding by the arm and jerked it slightly. A loud cracking sound could be heard as the guard's arm was broken clean off, falling to the ground.

She knew how powerful he was and that he was scared of nothing, but this hardly looked good at all.

Wilbur saw Elise nod and landed one last slap on the guard's face. This knocked out the last of his teeth, and Wilbur stared at him coldly. "Dashans aren't to be messed with. Remember that. You'll be sorry if this ever happens again."

Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit rushed to the scene with a few armed Special Forces officers in tow.

The man in the suit shouted at once, "Sir, please put him down! We can talk about this, please."

The officers behind him raised their weapons, pointing them at Wilbur.

Wilbur sneered. He tossed the guard to the ground, drawing another cry of agony from him.

Seeing as Wilbur had no more intention of hurting him, the man in the suit waved a hand for the officers not to shoot.