Chapter 64: I just want to give your dad a good beating too

Alexander put down his wine glass, saying, "Calm down and tell me, what happened?"

Tears welled up in Jacob’s eyes as he almost sobbed, "You all need to come and see this! Smith is covered in blood and there’s a crowd gathering around him..."

Alexander’s expression instantly turned cold, he rose abruptly and walked toward the exit, saying, "Take me there!"

Henry gritted his teeth and immediately sent a group message to his disciples; the people from Blizzard Martial Arts could arrive shortly.

The other business partners also hastily exited the room.

At the hotel entrance, amidst the noisy sound, Smith, covered in blood, lay on the ground gasping for breath, clutching his head. Several of his bodyguards had already lost consciousness.

Thanks to the bodyguards’ protection, Smith’s injuries were not severe. His eyes were red and his body trembled as he exclaimed, "How could you hit someone?"

The young man in the lead, with an earring, spat out and kicked Smith in the stomach, reprimanding, "Why I hit you? Don’t you have any idea? You must abandon the Lunar Rock development plan, this is not something a small fry like you can get involved in, do you understand?"

Next to the young man, a voluptuously shaped woman was leaning against him, a cigarette in her mouth. She blew a smoke ring and looked down at Smith with a faint smile.

Smith clutched his stomach, continuously dry heaving, his body convulsing.

The woman took a puff of her cigarette and seductively laughed, "Are you ignorant or just plain stupid? I told you before, we are from the Lion Organization’s. You dare to compete with us for the mining rights to Lunar Rock, are you tired of living?"

Smith held his stomach, his eyes closed, trembling, "I... I’m sorry..."

The woman laughed lightly, "Oh, now you realize your mistake? What took you so long? Were you thinking of holding a business summit to get some help?"

The woman looked at him contemptuously, her heels clicking and a cigarette between her fingers, "Since you know your mistake, why don’t you scram? Or do I need to have someone throw you out?"

But just as she finished her words, a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind.

"Who did you say you’re throwing out?"

Just as the woman turned around, a fist came out of the crowd, landing with a bang on her face.

With a shriek, the woman was thrown several meters away, landing heavily on the ground.

"Holy shit!"

The young man with the earring was taken aback. The next moment, they all saw Alexander standing expressionless before the woman lying on the ground.

Smith trembled as he watched Alexander’s retreating figure, reaching out and saying, "Juwel, don’t overestimate your abilities. They are from the Lion Organization’s. My highly paid professional bodyguards have been knocked out. How could you possibly be their match!"

Alexander said coldly, "You dare to strike my father-in-law. Today, you’ll pay a heavy price."

Smith looked at Alexander with a puzzled expression, "???"

The youth suddenly took out a baseball bat, shouting, "Fuck your mother-in-law!"

Alexander, expressionless, threw a punch. The youth instantly flew backwards a dozen meters.

This scene shocked everyone present.

Alexander turned his head, looking at the wound on Smith’s head, coldly asking, "Who hit you?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

At this moment, Smith was still immersed in the shock of Alexander’s punch. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the youth who had been sent flying by Alexander.

Alexander stood up, expressionless, walked over to the young man who was wailing on the ground, grabbed him, picked up a flower pot and smashed it down directly.

BANG!

With a loud noise, the flower pot shattered instantly, and the youth was knocked unconscious.

Smith shuddered subconsciously, hastily saying, "Juwel, don’t be impulsive!"

Henry clenched his teeth, also lifted a flower pot, saying, "Jacob, you guys take care of Smith. Damn it! Dare to hurt my friend, are you tired of living?"

And just at that moment...

A middle-aged man got out of a black car. He abruptly pushed through the crowd, walking over with a gloomy face, looking at Alexander and said,

"Who are you? You dare to hurt my men?!"

Following the steps of the middle-aged man, dozens of youths immediately surrounded them, all of them emitting an aura of psychics.

Henry’s eyes were wide open, he even rubbed them, feeling like he was hallucinating.

The Lion Organization actually has so many psychics, it was simply unbelievable!

Alexander, however, didn’t care about these psychics at all. He kicked the unconscious youth several meters away, then turned his head, saying,"These few are your men?"

The middle-aged man replied expressionlessly, "Yes, do you know who I am? You attacked my men, do you think you can leave here alive today?"

Just as he finished speaking, a glass bottle flew from a distance and hit him on the head. Instantly, the glass bottle exploded.

Suddenly, hundreds of young men, donned with t-shirts bearing the Blizzard Martial Arts’s logo, rushed forward, shouting, "Fuck you, dare to threaten our master, are you tired of living?"

"Dare to lay a hand on me, you’re dead! Attack, kill them!"

Upon the middle-aged man’s order, dozens of psychics behind him sprang into action.

However, with a mere stomp of his foot, Alexander sent these psychics tumbling to the ground as if they had fallen into a swamp.

With this stomp, Alexander had only used about one thousandth of the power of earth elements.

Alexander stretched his body, speaking loudly, "I don’t care who you are, I only want to tell you, you’re done today!"

The middle-aged man, shocked, took a step back, staring at Alexander, "You are... You couldn’t be...?"

Alexander nodded, "Yes, I am Alexander."

The moment these words came out, the entire place was in shock.

All eyes were on Alexander.

"This..."

Smith looked at Alexander in disbelief, saying,"You... you really are Alexander? Why have you become so young?"

Alexander took a deep breath, took out a pill from his pocket, and said, "Eat this pill first. It’ll help you recover from your injuries. If you have any questions, we’ll talk later. I need to handle this first."

Saying that, Alexander turned around and expressionlessly approached the frightened middle-aged man, crouching in front of him, "Smith is already over fifty this year. He was beaten up by you guys and suffered such serious injuries. What do you think I should do with you?"

The middle-aged man trembled, "You... I’ll tell you, my name is Anthony. My father is an elder of the Psychic Association. If you offend me..."

Alexander stretched out his hand, and a youth from Blizzard Martial Arts immediately handed him a nunchaku.

Without saying a word, Alexander swung it at Anthony’s head.

The middle-aged man immediately screamed in pain.

"Do you think this is a novel?" Alexander looked down at him expressionlessly, impatiently saying, "I can’t stand people like you who use your fathers to threaten others. Don’t you find it cliché?"

Anthony covered his head, glaring at Alexander with malice, wishing he could tear him apart.

Alexander emotionlessly took out a phone from Anthony’s pocket, scrolled through his contacts, dialed his father’s number, and then handed it to Jacob next to him, saying:

"Tell his dad that his son’s in trouble. Tell him to bring more people to the Derlin Hotel."

Anthony immediately showed a horrified expression, "You... What do you mean?"

Alexander replied without emotion, "Nothing much, I just want to give your dad a good beating too."