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. "
These words made the onlookers faceplant in disbelief. Joseph Smith was so furious he almost vomited blood and fainted. Damn, that was an indirect insult! He's the dog, his whole family are dogs! He's the one who needs rabies shots! How infuriating!The thoroughly beaten Jeremy Smith had regained consciousness during this exchange. Seeing his uncle was like grabbing a lifeline. Waving his arms feebly, he croaked hoarsely, "Uncle, thank goodness you're here! It's this punk who beat me like this! Hurry, kill him! I want him to know what happens when you offend the Smith family! I must cripple him today, no, all four limbs, leaving him a groveling bug before me begging for mercy!"Hearing him still spewing arrogance, the crowd shook their heads in exasperation. Like father, like son. The dad's an idiot and the son's even more brainless and shameless. Can't he see even his dad got beaten to near death? Yet he still dares to bluster. Damn, he's determined to get himself killed one day.Sur
"System, get out here and explain yourself! Why is the mission barely changed even after I used a Mission Replacement Card?""System is idle, does not wish to bother with stupid Master.""Refusing to answer any stupid questions.""Please examine the changes yourself closely, open your eyes wider."Seeing the System's triple personality attack, Justin really wanted to yank it out of his mind and give it a beating.This was not speaking properly at all! Ever since the System's last upgrade, it had become more and more unreliable, and now it even dared to personally attack him. It looked like it was time for him to find an opportunity to put it in its place, otherwise he would have less and less standing before it in the future.But now was not the time to think too much about it. He started scrutinizing the mission again carefully. This time he finally noticed the difference - the order to destroy the Smith family had been removed. He just needed to obtain Kitten Live Streaming's shares
Seeing the server frozen in place, Adam couldn't hold back anymore. He stood up and berated, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry and tell the kitchen to grill skewers and bring beer! We need to eat and get back to our dorms to sleep. Don't delay our time!"The server looked left and right helplessly. Justin also knew it would be difficult to fulfill this request here.So he sighed and walked up to pat the server on the shoulder, "It's fine, go on. Just say it's what I want. Have the chefs make a little, it's okay. If Mr. Martin comes asking about it, I'll explain to him."Only after hearing this did the server reluctantly nod and head to the kitchen.Justin returned to his seat and started bantering with the brothers. They had already drank quite a bit, so their minds were hazy as they chatted casually about the past. They asked Justin when he would come back to school, since dorm life was the most lively with all the brothers together. These days lacking Justin's presence, everything t
Justin now understood - these must have been taken when he was engrossed in a game with Ellie Adams. The photos were clearly edited to replace the pretty teen with a greasy old lady, and Justin's happy expression altered to look perverse. The photoshopping was expertly done - only professionals could detect the fakery. So the average person would easily believe Justin had a thing for 40-50 year old women.Seeing the doctored images and scandalous article left Justin seeing red. He instantly smashed the phone on the ground, smashing it to bits. He had planned to ignore this nonsense, but David Green was pushing ever further. These revolting tactics really pissed Justin off.Seeing his phone destroyed, the student flew into a rage. He grabbed Justin's shirt and yelled in his face, "You scumbag! How dare you break my phone? Do you know how much I paid for that? I'll beat you to a pulp!"The guy tried to take a swing at Justin, who calmly pushed him away. Justin was furious right now, so