Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 428 - My Head is Hard_1

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Chapter 428: Chapter 428 My Head is Hard_1

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“You! You’re insane!”

Knox Ridge felt her legs go weak and collapsed onto the ground.

Daring to make a move in Twilight Mansion! Wasn’t this seeking death?

Everyone in Gonzalez City, even the children, knew who the boss of Twilight Mansion was!

That was the wealthiest man in Gonzalez City, Ovidiu Cook!

Aside from Aron Jackson, who would dare not to give Ovidiu Cook face?

Yet her useless son-in-law had suddenly become brave and broken the leg of the security captain!

She knew she was finished!

Burl Radcliffe also stood there, trembling uncontrollably, with cramps in his calves!

Was it worth risking their lives just for a meal?

The happiest person was undoubtedly Bran Cook, knowing that injuring a security guard was equivalent to slapping Ovidiu Cook in the face!

Getting his legs broken might be considered a merciful outcome!

It seemed that this person was going to disappear!

“Catch him quickly! Don’t let him escape!”

Bran Cook shouted loudly.

If Julius Reed really got away, he wouldn’t be able to witness him becoming crippled with his own eyes.

“Let’s go, let’s eat!”

Julius Reed grabbed the still-terrified Quella Radcliffe’s hand and walked towards the inside.

“Catch him!”

The security guards looked at each other and rushed forward!

“All… all of you, come back!”

The security captain shouted in pain. He had almost exerted all his strength to stop those security guards who wanted to make a move.

If they really hurt this guest right now, they would be torn to pieces!

A 9-5 membership card number!

The utmost respect!

Even Ovidiu Cook didn’t dare to use this card himself.

“Big brother, what are you saying?”

The security guards stopped in their tracks, full of confusion, and asked.

To act so recklessly in Twilight Mansion, are they not going to do anything about it?

And it was the other party who had initiated the attack!

“All come back! Apologize to this gentleman! Ah…”

The security captain was sweating profusely from the pain, his body curled up.

But still, he gritted his teeth through the intense agony and called his brothers back.

He was protecting these men!

“My men… they were uninformed… Please… Please don’t blame them!”

The security captain propped himself up painfully, ignoring his broken leg, and knelt on the ground, teeth clenched.

“I beg of you!”

“Captain! What are you doing?”

“What’s going on? Call a doctor!”

“Captain, why are you kneeling!”

The security guards immediately started to panic.

However, as the security captain usually had a good relationship with them, they were particularly obedient; they all gathered around him and didn’t make a rash move.

“What are you standing there for? Someone is hitting people in Twilight Mansion!”

Bran Cook saw the security guards unmoving and became desperately anxious.

He was shouting when suddenly he got slapped across the face!

“Does it hurt?”

Julius Reed looked at the stunned Bran Cook.

“If it hurts, then learn your lesson. Otherwise, next time it won’t just be a slap in the face!”

Having said that, Julius Reed coldly glanced at the captain kneeling on the ground, drenched in sweat, “Remember, those who use others to kill, are the first to be cut by the blade!”

“I understand!”

The security captain lowered his head, no longer speaking.

At the same time, he harbored a deep hatred for Bran Cook.

“Let’s go. You guys, carry my mother-in-law and father-in-law, find a table and sit down.”

Julius Reed gestured, but the security guards remained transfixed, making no move to follow his order.

“You dare to hit me!”

Bran Cook, regaining his composure, walked up to Julius Reed in rage. Before he could do anything, he heard the security captain’s feeble voice shouting, “Didn’t you hear the customer’s order? Do it! If anyone offends him, I’ll kill them!”

Once these words were uttered, the security guards immediately understood what was happening.

It appeared that the guest before them was extremely distinguished, and the security captain had taken all the blame upon himself, offering them a chance to redeem themselves.

“Get to it!”

“Auntie, are you okay?”

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“Uncle, come with me!”

Groups of three security guards were practically supporting Knox Ridge and Burl Radcline as they lifted them and walked towards the inside of the restaurant.

“Hey! What are you doing? This person doesn’t have a card!”

Bran Cook yelled at the security guards in anger, but it was as if they couldn’t hear him at all; no one paid him any attention.

“Kid, you don’t seem to remember pain after it heals, which isn’t good.”

Julius Reed lightly patted Bran Cook’s face twice, then suddenly drew back his hand and slapped him hard!

Smack!

The crisp sound echoed throughout the entire restaurant.

Even the manager was startled and came over.

He saw Julius Reed and broke out in cold sweat.

This was the man who had disabled a bunch of rich second-generation kids in Gonzalez City!

Right here in the Twilight Mansion!

Not even a month ago!

“What’s going on!”

Stacy Cook, hearing the commotion, came over with Cook family’s people.

“Uncle! He hit me!”

Bran Cook glared viciously at Julius Reed, hoping Stacy Cook would help him kill the man who had humiliated him more than once.

Now, his face bore two large slap marks, already turning purple from the hit!

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, showing just how forceful the slap had been!

“Did you hit someone?”

Stacy Cook asked coldly.

He could kill Tarquin Cook, so he could certainly kill Julius Reed.

It’s just that Stacy Cook thought such a minor character wasn’t worth his own action.

And now, he didn’t want Julius Reed to die too soon.

Sometimes, staying alive is the real torture.

“I did hit him! Didn’t you see it?”

Smack!

With lightning-fast speed, Julius Reed slapped Bran Cook’s face again.

Bran Cook, caught off guard, staggered and fell to the ground with a thud!

“Now do you see it?”

Julius Reed extended his hand and said to the waiter, “Wet wipes!”

The waiter didn’t dare delay and hurriedly ran to get the wet wipes.

“My hand’s dirty.”

Julius Reed wiped his hand and tossed the wet wipe onto Bran Cook’s face: “Now, what do you want to do?”

The moment Stacy Cook appeared, Julius Reed sensed that he was different.

Now that Jordan was preparing to make a move, Julius Reed was informed that Bran Cook had a formidable backup coming.

But that was useless.

I am invincible, do as you please.

“Is the face of Cook family’s people something you can hit?”

Stacy Cook said coldly.

Previously he didn’t want to kill Julius Reed, but now he really had the impulse to kill!

He had returned to push the Cook family to the number one position in Gonzalez City.

But now, the most outstanding youth of the family had been slapped in the face!

If word spread, what dignity would the Cook family have left?

If he disabled Julius Reed, it would serve as a warning to the people of Gonzalez City that anyone who dared to oppose the Cook family was on a path to death!

“I just finished hitting, you saw it.”

Julius Reed shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, “Or should I hit you too?”

“Say that again!”

Jordan immediately stepped forward.

His emergence filled the restaurant with a sudden air of killing intent.

Seeing that things were about to turn nasty, the Twilight Mansion manager stepped in between the two men and said in a cold voice, “Gentlemen, this is the Twilight Mansion! If you have to fight, please don’t do it here! If you don’t respect us, then you will bear the consequences!”

He had to step forward now!

And his bias was clear.

Julius Reed finished hitting someone and only then did the manager step in to stop the fight, which was already an effort to help.

After hearing this, Stacy Cook considered his options and, still unwilling to let it go, said, “Let’s go, let’s eat first!”

Picking a fight with Ovidiu Cook right away wouldn’t be beneficial. frёewebηovel.cѳm

“Kid, one day, I will smash your head in.”

Jordan said viciously as he was leaving.

“My head’s tough, watch out for your fist.”

Julius Reed chuckled lightly.