This farce had to be addressed properly, or he'd have no face as the store's owner. He turned to the stunned Tiger. "She's your woman, so you deal with her."The woman immediately knelt and clung to Tiger's leg, weeping piteously. But Tiger was still reeling himself, let alone deal with her.He kicked her away and bellowed, "Get lost! Don't drag me down with you. After the mess you caused, you dare ask my help? We're through - I better not see you again, or I'll gut you and feed you to the fishes!""Why are you still gawking? Drag her out and get her to sober up! See if her brain's gone bad!" Tiger ordered his men. Soon, cries and blows rang out from outside - a wretched din."Master, did I handle that to your satisfaction?" Tiger scrambled over with an ingratiating grin.Without hesitation, Justin kicked him flying out the door like a ball.The onlookers were stunned speechless now. Not only was this nondescript guy the infamous tyrant Mr. Wilson, but he also possessed freakish str
Young Master Smith had been stroked by this woman's flattery for some time now, and was quite full of himself. She was the woman he had lured away from Maxwell Stone with money. Now, coming face to face with her former lover, he naturally wanted to rub salt in the wound, to savor that smug sense of achievement."Brother Maxwell, I ought to thank you for taking care of Elizabeth all these years without taking her to bed. You don't know - she actually knows a lot of positions and is quite adept at playing games. Just last night, we played some SM games at a love hotel. It was exhilarating! What good fortune to meet you here - how about joining us at a hotel tonight? You can watch me tame your former girlfriend." As he spoke, Young Master Smith made a thumbs-down gesture at Maxwell Stone, the picture of derision.Seeing the pair flaunt themselves before him, Maxwell ground his teeth in silent fury, though he managed to restrain himself. The Smith family did wield some influence after al
Before he could finish speaking, a bottle smashed over his head, dazing him completely. The woman began shrieking again. Justin rushed over and slapped the man, knocking out several of his teeth.It had all happened too quickly for the onlooking crowd to see clearly how Justin had struck. But his brothers watched it unfold plainly, even if they hadn't, they knew Justin was avenging them."Fuck, who are you? How dare you hit Young Master! Do you have a death wish?"Once the young master regained his senses, he became aware of the throbbing agony in his head and the warm liquid trickling down his forehead. Touching it, he found he was bleeding.He had not suffered such humiliation in a long while. Flying into a rage, he jabbed a finger at Justin, cursing viciously. But in the next instant, a sharp crack rang out, followed by another anguished wail from the young master."Argh! It hurts like hell!"This time, the spectators saw clearly that Justin was responsible. In one swift motion, he
Hearing this, the waiter dared not delay and immediately went to fetch the wines using the card. But at this moment, Justin suddenly called out, "Hey waiter, I want the same as Young Master Smith said - bring me the Royal Salutes. Use this card and let's see how many bottles it can buy."Justin held up a card that looked far shabbier compared to the young master's. Seeing it, the young master guffawed so hard he nearly keeled over."Hahahaha! Kid, did you take a supermarket discount card? Are you trying to kill me with laughter? Haha, I can't, this is too funny - the funniest thing I've seen!""Funny? You'll be crying soon enough.""Hmph, don't try to intimidate me, kid. You'll be the one crying later!" The young master had utmost confidence in his wealth. The woman gazed at him in adoration, clinging to his side."Young Master Smith, you're so amazing! You look so handsome spending money! Those paupers can't compare to you at all! You're too good to me - I'll serve you well tonight!
Seeing his ferocious appearance, the people fell silent, not daring to speak. Justin then opened a bottle of Royal Salute and casually poured himself a glass. He stepped forward and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let us drink freely and make merry in the presence of such fine wine. Why let these two clowns ruin such a beautiful moment? Everybody, let's liven things up!"After drinking the glass, he went to the middle of the dance floor. Accompanied by passionate music, he began breaking into street dance.With smooth fluidity, he executed a series of complex, high-level moves. Dangerous maneuvers that made people think he would slip up turned into miracles as he deftly avoided disasters. His performance elicited cheers from the crowd. His friends were also energized, letting go of their unhappiness. They joined Justin Wilson on the dance floor, though their moves were far clumsier. Tank Turner in particular had a miserable look on his face. He was a tough, brute fellow suited for hard l
With the first hired, more big burly men looking for excitement stepped up, eager to earn the money. Justin was generous, immediately ordering the bartender to withdraw $6 million cash from his bank card and placing it on the floor. The sight of so much green money made more than a few mouths water."Since you've accepted the job, I'll show my sincerity too. Take this money first to see that I'm not bluffing. Once you've verified it, go ahead and beat up that guy. He thinks he's rich, doesn't he? Well now he can watch me use money to hire people to beat him up." Justin looked at Mr. Smith with an icy smile that was terrifying as a demon's."No need to check, my friend works at the bank and taught me to spot counterfeits. This is all real money. Come on, brothers, time to take action!""What are you doing? I warn you, don't touch me. I'm from the Smith family. If you hit me, I won't let any of you off. Your families will suffer too. You'll have no place left in Nova City." Mr. Smith ye
That is, until a young man came barging in, panic written all over his face."Mr. Smith, we've got big trouble!"Joseph Smith nearly jumped out of his skin. He hastily minimised his computer screen and yelled at the young man, "What the hell?! Why are you making such a ruckus? Did someone die or what?"Unfazed by his boss's outburst, the young man blurted out between gasps, "It's not that, Mr. Smith! We've really got serious trouble this time! Our stock price just hit the lower limit - we've lost tens of millions in the last ten minutes alone. And it's not just our stock - something's wrong with our business partners too. A whole bunch of secured deals have been unilaterally cancelled without explanation. Please think of something quick, Mr. Smith, or we won't last much longer at this rate!"Upon hearing this, Joseph Smith shot to his feet. Grabbing the young man by his collar, he shouted hoarsely, "Well don't just stand there! Find out who's targeting me! I want to shred whoever's st
Taken aback by the bedraggled woman grasping at him, Joseph unceremoniously kicked her away. Beggars these days were really getting bolder, even grabbing people directly.Only after did he recognize her - wasn't this the girl always chasing after his son? His boy sure had terrible taste in women. Just look at the ones I consort with - which isn't a celebrity or supermodel?"Someone bring that woman here and ask her - where is my son? That wretched boy, fooling around all day, never giving me a moment's peace. And now he's cost me a fortune. When I get him back, I'll skin him alive!" When he'd rushed over, Joseph had brought all twenty of his bodyguards, veterans of the underground fighting scene, all with lives on their hands. But killings were exempt in the underground rules, so no one bothered investigating. Seeing the gang burst in, the merry drinkers instantly clammed up, some even slipping out the back at the sight of Joseph, not daring to stick around. Curiosity was costly. "