Chapter 327 One Day of Punishment

In the afternoon.

The sun on the top of the head was like a big furnace, burning the earth hot, and even the air was hot.

Everyone in the courtyard of the Brougham's house did not care about the sweat on the top of their heads, letting it flow down their eyes and cheeks.

In front of them was a scene that they could not be more shocked about.

Booker had a frightened and shocked expression. He bent down and knelt in front of Hector, his lips pale!

He actually knelt down!

Booker knelt down!

The one who ran amuck in the village was actually kneeling in front of Hector at the moment.

Of course, it was not because of how powerful Hector was, but the man behind the village chief. It was Trent.

The crowd rustled and could not help but start to discuss.

"Oh my goodness! This... This can't be true!"

"Hey, pinch me. I'm not dreaming, am I?

"Hey! It hurts! I'm really not dreaming!"