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.
