CHAPTER 928 JERRY BARTON

Jerry was dressed in a form-fitting white shirt and black pants, with a pale yellow vest on top. Paired with his naturally curly hair, he appeared elegant and gentlemanly.

Thus, the wicked smirk that curled his lips now seemed slightly unnerving. "Bill!" The name had barely left his lips when Bill moved.

Crack!

He snapped Quinn's arm like a toothpick.

Quinn emitted a pained grunt, as shock and anger burned in him. He had not expected these men to have the guts to attack a policeman, and so ruthlessly too!

Fighting back the pain, he lifted his leg to kick Bill.

In response, Bill's leg flashed forward. His speed and strength were much greater than the policeman.

Crack!

Bill's kick landed on Quinn's right leg, breaking it.

With an agonized yell, he crumpled to the floor, unable to rise again.

The remaining three policemen finally snapped out of their daze, reaching forward for their guns.

With a cold laugh, Bill's fists darted out, each punch slamming into his opponents like boulders.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The three men collapsed to the floor with blood staining their faces, falling into a coma from their serious injuries.

Bill pushed open the door before gesturing for Jerry to head inside. In a respectful tone, he urged, "Please enter, sir."

Jerry glanced down at the struggling Quinn. With one arm and one leg broken, the policeman was no longer a threat. Smiling, he chirped, "Remember this... I'm Jerry Barton from the Barton family. Don't ever block my way again in the future."

With that being said, he raised his leg and stomped down.

Another crack sounded, as Quinn's other leg snapped.

Letting out another scream of pain, the poor man fell into a dead faint.

Jerry shut his eyes and tilted his head up as if he were enjoying the most beautiful music he had ever heard. "Screams of agony are truly the most melodious sounds to have ever existed."

Opening his eyes, he threw one last look at the unconscious men before stepping over them, walking into the room. Tom was evidently stunned to see them.

"Jerry, Bill! You're here!"

Frankly speaking, the three brothers of the Barton family were not exactly on good terms with one another, as they had all wanted to be named Schubert's

successor.

Despite that, Tom was still very happy to see his brother here. After all, no outsider was allowed to pick on them. That was a right they had only reserved for each other.

When Jerry caught sight of how one of Tom's hands was cuffed, he frowned. Soon, he ordered Bill, "Uncuff him."

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Jerry's eyes lit up at the action, while his men were astonished.

He had actually managed to open the handcuffs with his bare hands! How powerful was he, seeing as he could do that?

No wonder everyone called him the Guardian of the Barton family. With his prowess, who could be his match?

Jerry grinned before he said, "Tom,

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He uttered glumly, "Jerry, you have to teach Cross a lesson he'll never forget!" “Don't worry. Anybody who messes with the Barton family always regrets it in the end," Jerry promised.

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