The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power
Chapter 305

Eric's face had turned black at this point!

His fists tightened as he spoke with resentment in his eyes, "Alright, I see how it is.

However, before he even finished his words, Paige interrupted impatiently, "Are you done? I don't have all day to listen to you brag. Either eat the socks or cut your hands off!" "Cough, cough, cough..."

Her words seemed to have dealt a significant blow to him as he let out a few coughs!

The fury that boiled his blood felt as though it would boil his organs!

"Y-You guys are going too far! You'll definitely regret offending our Sunrise Corporation!"

With that, he grabbed a sock from the ground!

In a flash, he shoved it into his mouth!

"Gasp..."

"Holy sh*t! Did he really eat that?!" "Oh my God! Mr. Yorkshire is eating

socks!"

When everyone saw the dignified Mr. Yorkshire actually putting a sock in his mouth, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Amazing." Kingsley clapped his hands lightly. "I thought you would kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. I didn't expect you to be so honorable!"

"Ugh..." Eric's face was black as he continued to retch. "Ugh... I... Sooner or later... I'll make sure my dad... kills you ..."

However, Kingsley had a cold smile on his face. "If Arnold comes to see me, I'm afraid your fate would be even worse!" "You!!!" Eric was trembling with anger as he roared, "I've fulfilled my bet! Are you happy now? Ugh... J-Just you Peking wait! It's not over yet!"

After he said that, he turned and stomped away angrily!

"Hey..." Paige frowned as she watched the angry and embarrassed Eric walk away. "He only ate one! There's another sock left!" Everyone began to sweat profusely as they heard her words!

It wasn't supposed to be taken that seriously!

This woman was ruthless!

She even wanted Eric to eat the other sock!

Kingsley had a faint smile and pointed to Jett, paralyzed on the ground, and gestured with his chin. "Isn't there another person there?"

"You're right!" Paige smiled before turning to speak to Jett, "Didn't you say you're willing to be Eric's dog? Come, come eat this sock for him!" "No...." He instantly rolled over and got on his knees, begging, "Please, Miss, please let me go! Please..."

Rhys had already kicked him fiercely before she could even speak!

Bang'.

Jett was kicked to the ground by Rhys, and Jett's nose began to bleed immediately.

"Motherfucker! After offending Mr. Nicholson, you still dare to beg?!" Rhys' face began to twitch as he retorted.

"If she tells you to eat, do it! Why the f*ck are you talking so much?! Do you think you're more dignified than Mr. Yorkshire?!"

In the face of his hideous expression, colors began to drain from Jett's face!

He knew that if he didn't eat the sock today, Rhys would definitely beat him to death on the spot!

Those thugs in this casino, both out in the open and hidden in the dark, weren't just there for decorations!

When Jett thought of this, his face was filled with despair!

Eric managed to turn around, leave, and spit out the sock after going out.

As for Jett, he had no chance to do so!

He could only swallow it in front of everyone!"

"Huhuhu... Mr. Nicholson, please spare me... Mr. Glen, please have mercy on me..."

He desperately bowed on the ground desperately and begged for mercy!

Kingsley shot Jett a quick glance and said faintly to Rhys, "Mr. Glen, my time is precious. I'll leave this person to you."

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't worry; I'll definitely make sure he eats that sock!" Rhys nodded and continued, "And I will punish him according to Boss Norton's rules. Don't worry!"

When Jett heard the words 'Boss Norton's rules', he was so frightened that he peed in his pants before his eyes rolled back and passed out!

"Someone! Drag Jett to the back hall for his punishment!"

After Rhys ordered some men to drag the unconscious Jett away, he turned to Kingsley and said graciously, "Mr. Nicholson, what do you feel like playing? I'll get someone to open a table for you!" Kingsley pointed to the 1 million chips that Eric had changed and said to Darien, instead of answering Rhys, who was just standing at the sideline, "These are Eric's losses. Now, it's yours." "A-All of it?" Darien pointed to himself in disbelief. "I-It's one million... Are you giving it all to me?"