As Carson Flores spoke these words, everyone was shocked.
Was Carson Flores planning to take on the entire Browning Family by himself?
With his own strength?
After hearing what Boston Browning had said, Carson Flores had beaten Boston Browning’s son and crippled his nephew. That took some serious guts!
Boston Browning was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, "You, a wet-behind-the-ears brat, want to compete with me, Boston Browning? Do you have the strength for that?"
Carson Flores didn’t bother with idle talk; he merely extended his index finger, hooking it towards the Browning Family members.
The fact that the Browning Family laid hands on Shirley Miller was enough for Carson Flores to sentence them to death. Now, with Raelynn Howell’s involvement, Carson Flores naturally had no intention of holding back anymore.
He originally planned to settle the score with the Browning Family at a later time, but since they had run into each other today and the Family’s main combat forces were here, he might as well finish it all at once.
Boston Browning’s expression darkened; this was an outright challenge, a fight to the death!
Fine, since you refuse to reveal your background, don’t blame me when I beat the shit out of you!
Boston Browning stepped forward, "Big brother, let me try."
Boston Browning nodded, "Go, but be careful."
Boston Browning wasn’t careless; since Carson Flores dared to issue a challenge, willing to pit his strength against the Browning Family, he must be strong.
Boston Browning stepped forward, "Carson Flores, since you refuse to disclose your background, don’t regret it if I injure you later!"
Carson Flores smiled, "Can I ask you something?"
Boston Browning readily replied, "Ask away."
Carson Flores responded, "Did Santino Vasquez get involved in last night’s incident?"
Boston Browning shook his head, "I called him to ask about your situation, he didn’t know about our action."
Boston Browning wasn’t lying; Santino Vasquez was a big deal, and Boston Browning didn’t dare to drag him into this without reason and falsely implicate Santino Vasquez.
Carson Flores nodded, "I have no more questions, come on."
Boston Browning’s form flickered, and he instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing to Carson Flores’s side with a fist that thundered out, howling like a tiger coming out of the mountains.
Carson Flores moved his feet, slightly sidestepped, dodging Boston Browning’s attack.
Boston Browning threw one punch, then two, then three, all missing, and his momentum and speed dropped significantly. In that instant, Carson Flores counter-attacked with an elbow, not even looking, hitting Boston Browning’s head accurately.
Boston Browning’s head buzzed, his vision blacked out, and he staggered back, seeing stars.
Carson Flores turned around, raised his leg, and delivered a clean, brutal side kick; his foot in slippers directly hit Boston Browning’s chest.
Boston Browning’s chest instantly collapsed, numerous bones breaking, and he flew back through the air, landing on the ground and tumbling several times.
Boston Browning struggled, seemingly trying to get up, but just as he propped himself up halfway, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his neck went limp, and he collapsed back to the ground, lifeless.
The entire place was in shock, everyone’s gaze first fell on Boston Browning’s crushed chest, then back to Carson Flores’s slippered foot, and finally to Carson Flores’s calm and indifferent face, full of disbelief.
Boston Browning had actually been killed by Carson Flores in a single move!
Although Boston Browning was not the strongest combatant in the Browning Family, he was considered a core member with considerable strength; yet, he couldn’t withstand a single move from Carson Flores!
That was just too powerful!
People suddenly understood why Carson Flores was so confident, declaring his confidence came not from his background but from his fists.
The Howell Family members were unexpectedly delighted; with Carson Flores being so powerful, did this mean the Howell Family could survive tonight’s crisis?
Compared to the Howell Family’s excitement, the Browning Family was struck with shock, rage, and fear.
Boston Browning’s gaze shifted from Boston Browning’s body and darkened menacingly; he didn’t need to check to know that Boston Browning was dead.
Such power in that kick!
"Very good! Brilliant!"
Boston Browning’s voice was ice-cold, filled with killing intent, "Since you’ve taken it upon yourself to kill Boston Browning, don’t even think about leaving here alive today!"
Carson Flores calmly responded, "Perhaps, it’s you who won’t be leaving."
Boston Browning turned to Jamie Webb, who had been watching the scene play out, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Webb, I must trouble you to take action, kill him."
Jamie Webb’s eyes were cold and shrewd, "Previously you asked for my help against the Howell Family members; this young man isn’t one of them."
Boston Browning immediately understood Jamie Webb’s meaning; the man was upping his price, demanding more money!
Without hesitation, Boston Browning said, "Kill him, and you’ll get fifty percent more than the agreed price."
Joy flickered in Jamie Webb’s eyes; killing a man in his twenties would be a piece of cake, wouldn’t it?
Earning ten million just became an easy and pleasurable task.
Jamie Webb walked towards Carson Flores, chuckling, "Kid, you’re unlucky. Choose a better life next reincarnation!"
Carson Flores sneered, "I heard you belong to the Webb Family from the Qinling Mountains?"
Jamie Webb laughed heartily, "Though I am from the Webb Family, I have left them many years ago, and my connection with them is not significant. What, trying to curry favor? That won’t work. I live pragmatically and only recognize money. Since the Browning Family has paid, you should just accept your fate."
Carson Flores stated indifferently, "I know one or two people from the Webb Family, we don’t have much connection, but I could give you an opportunity..."