Justin shook his head - an ordinary case of civic duty. With his skills, the rescue was easy. No need for thanks. As Justin strolled on, dismissing the matter, several men in black suits and sunglasses blocked his path, emerging from a BMW. "Mr. Wilson? Come with us please - our employer requests your presence."Justin frowned. "And who might he be? I don't just come and go at anyone's beck and call. If he wants to extend an invite, I'll need a name and status before considering it.""All will be clear if you come along."Justin scoffed. Such cloak and dagger techniques hardly inspired enthusiasm. He strode past them without a glance."Sir, our employer said we may use force if required. While regrettable, please don't make this difficult."Justin smirked. "My my, is that how your boss makes friends? I'm not interested. You're welcome to try something if you insist."Exchanging glances, the men closed in, cracking knuckles menacingly. "I'd rethink this if I were you. I'm not one t

Justin reached under the table and pulled out a Gatling gun, its rows of menacing barrels leaving the young masters pale and unsteady, barely holding their pistols. My God, was that magic? How did he get a huge Gatling gun in here, and produce it from under the table? Was there a secret passage? No, they had sat at the table too with nothing odd. So how did it become this heavy weapon? Were they seeing ghosts?No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out it was the System's doing. Justin had collected Gatling gun fragments long ago and assembled them in his warehouse. He knew bringing it out meant no peace, but with no one to disturb them today, it was a chance to finally indulge his desire to mow things down with a Gatling gun. How could he pass up this opportunity? "What are you doing? Don't act rashly! I'm warning you, murder is a crime punishable by death. You're still young with your whole life ahead. Don't do anything crazy!"The elders were also panic

"Mr. Lee, there's no need to fear me so. I don't bite. I know you bought this car for Mr. Green, but now he's given it to me. I've come to collect what's mine. Surely you won't go back on your word? I despise people who don't honor promises. Also, I tend to lash out when displeased. I'll break out odd contraptions - who knows, I might blow this place up! That would be unfortunate."Just look at what he's saying! Could John Lee not be afraid? Try to imagine, if someone came to your door with a bunch of heavy weapons, demanding you give them a car - not just any car, but that specific one - and threatening to blow your mansion to pieces if you don't comply. Could you take that? Of course not. So now he was furiously scolding his son. The boy usually didn't apply himself in his studies, instead spending his days street racing. And now look at the fine mess he'd landed them in, nearly costing his old man's life! A good-for-nothing brat like this was worse than useless. He'd be better o

"Mr. Wilson, come! Let me introduce my husband, Richard Lee, and our son George Lee. Dear, this is the young man who saved our George - call him Mr. Wilson.""Mr. Wilson, pleased to meet you. We can't thank you enough for coming to George's aid that day. He would've been in grave danger otherwise." "Please, Mr. Lee, you're too kind. I only did what anyone would and should have. No need for such extravagant thanks, this lavish restaurant is really too much." Justin demurred."Compared to your great kindness, this is nothing. Shall we go in and chat over the meal?" Richard Lee deferentially ushered Justin inside. They quickly ordered upon receiving the menus. While waiting for the food, Richard drew Justin into lively conversation, displaying impressive intellect and knowledge. Justin mostly made vague sounds of agreement, lacking interest to fully engage. He found George quite amusing and precocious though, making him think about having kids.Soon they came to discussing their famil

After breakfast, Justin took the girls shopping around Metropolis Central. As they left the hotel, Sydney Rice advised the girls to wear disguises. Justin scoffed and they went out openly, soon learning the grave error of that decision. Swarms of fans mobbed Sydney Rice, begging for autographs and photos. Justin was reduced to a bodyguard, miserable from the chaos.Returning at last, exhausted with their shopping bags, Sydney's social media had already exploded with speculation about her new boyfriend after fan photos circulated. She boldly confirmed the relationship and posted sweet couple selfies with Justin, igniting even more frenzy. Entertainment reporters swarmed the hotel. The group hid in their room, unable to withstand the madness outside. Sydney's company called repeatedly, unsure how to handle the scandalous news and its impact on their top star's career. But as Sydney was the CEO, they didn't dare react too harshly, politely discussing options instead.Sydney dismissed th