Alex’s expression turned colder. “Who sent you?”

Scarface scoffed. “Do you really want to know? Kneel down and slap yourself then. If you give me a good show, I might consider telling you.”

Alex nodded. “How about this? You kneel down and slap yourself a hundred times. Then, I might consider letting you off easy.”

“What?” The thugs were confused as they thought they had heard wrong.

Before arriving, they heard that this guy was a good for nothing bloke. He wasn’t even allowed to be intimate with his own wife and he had to slave away for his mother-in-law.

How could someone as worthless as him dare to say such words to them?

Was he out of his mind?

“You’ve got some guts, I’d give you that you brat. Looks like you’re going to have to say goodbye to your lower half and your arms!” Scarface smirked cockily, raising the bat above his head, about to smash Alex’s legs.

There was a loud thud followed by cracking.

The wooden bat smashed right into Alex’s shin and into two halves from t