Burning Passion

CHAPTER 227: INTO A FIGHT

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"What do you want?" Harry asked the group of seven people. 

"You know Samuel Muller, right? I saw you hanging out with him before, and both of you went to England for a smart ass match, right?" Said of a man who throws a cigarette on the ground. 

Harry examines the faces and body features of each of these men. They look like college students from another school. Probably a player of certain sports that required heavy bodies. Maybe a Rugby team. Two are tall and have a bulked body. The same as the shorter men on the corner, in which all was grinning at them. 

The person who speaks a while ago must be the leader of the group. He is tall, but not bulky, nor thin. 

The thing that concerns Harry is when they mentioned Sam. Unconsciously, Harry grabs Kristina's left hand, squeezes it before he let it go again and hides Kristina behind him.

Kristina left frozen on her feet when Harry did that. But she understood the message he sent her. She should not act that she and Sam are cousins, or else their attention will be a focus on her if they plan to create harm to them. 

"What business do you have with him?" Harry asked calmly afterward. His gaze flashes on their right side when two men position, blocking the way back to the diner. 

This place is a little isolated from downtown. The building nearby is quiet and not that bright to help lighten the parking lot. And if the residents of those apartments saw that something was going on; they wouldn't care enough but ignore them. 

The guy who was seated on the hood of his car chuckled. His gaze passed over Harry and fixed it behind him. 

"Is she your girlfriend?" His chin lifted, pointed at Kristina.

Harry tightened his throat and pressed his mouth. If he denies it, they will only become persistent toward Kristina. 

"Do you have a problem with that?" 

Harry neither admits nor denies it. He attempts to stay compose and not take any risk to heat the conversation. However, these men just laugh at him. 

"Such beauty. Can we borrow her for a night?" 

Kristina paled and panicked submerges in her chest. She understood what they meant about that phrase. She cannot take all the possible scenes flashing inside her head. 

She looks around, trying to figure out how she can ask for help when two men blocked the way toward the diner. There's no way for her to run back and ask for help. Harry is alone. She is prepared to fight no matter what, but that is no guarantee her strength is enough to knock down one of them. 

Harry darkened his gaze toward the person. It isn't a joke anymore. They look serious about messing them up around. 

"I'm sorry. But we need to go home," Said Harry. He was about to turn around when the guy held them up.

"Not so fast!" 

The guy sat up and made three steps forward. Kristina unconsciously drags Harry's leather brown jacket. Harry quickly glances at Kristina. He needs to stay alert at the same time, calm not to provoke these men. 

If he answered bluntly. A possibility he lit a fire. And they will trigger these men's infatuation. 

"Please, my car must be enough for you to vent your anger. I will act like nothing happens here," Harry stated calmly, but he prepared his fists inside his jacket to land on any of these men's faces. 

After hearing this, the seven men laughed like crazy animals. 

"Did you hear that? I can't believe this guy is such a chicken!" And he gestured like a chicken and mimicked its sound. 

Kristina, on the other hand, is now getting annoyed. How dare this mean mocking at Harry? From feeling unsettled, they now replaced it with resentment. Anger flashed across her face. She glared at the man who was madly laughing at Harry. 

"Oh, interesting! I like how your girlfriend looks at me. It gives chills, at the same time excitement on my body!" 

The guy crazily stated that Kristina felt like ice water poured on her back. This guy is even showing how he lost sanity. 

Later, the guy stops laughing but wears a serious expression and says, "Let's get the girl and have fun inside the car." 

His companion grinned, and four of them walked forward: two from the left side and two from the opposite side. 

"Harry…"

Harry sensed the shake in Kristina's voice. Dating tonight is his idea. It means it was his responsibility to protect her and let no harm happen to his date. 

Before one guy could get near them to grab Kristina, Harry took out his fists from his pockets, and suddenly it landed on the guy on his left side while he turned around and raised his foot to kick the guy from his right. 

The other two men walking toward them pause a moment to watch their companion fall on the ground. They first ponder whether to move forward. 

"What the!" 

They were shocked by what they witnessed just now. It surprised them. This average body size man is good at fighting. He can throw their companion, whose bodies are heavy. 

At this moment, Harry won't stay calm. He poses to fight since these men won't let them go; he won't let these scoundrels get them easily either. Steven and he were taught with Martial Arts by their family butler. Their father, Jerome, being a businessman; he has no time to teach them himself. The responsibility falls on their butler's hands. However, he is less fond of any sports, but Steven, who is active with it. 

Since he could knock down these men one by one. He has to convince them to attack one at a time. 

"Is it a pity if you attack me at the same time?" said Harry with a poker face but his words full of meanings. 

His words damaged their ego as men, but they witnessed he could bring down two men within just a minute. No, probably just a mere thirty seconds. Indeed, shameful if he knocks them down easily in just a couple of minutes. 

The two men who were closer to Harry; they glance at the man who stands as the boss. His face now displayed how displeased he was and disappointed in his companion. 

'How could this guy knock them down when every day they train their body to survive at their match games?' It pissed him. 

"Hold him!" 

He yells at his companions, who instantly grins and gathered their determination to teach Harry a lesson of being cocky to challenge them in a one-on-one fight.