Chapter 27 Be Ruthless âDonât bark at me like a dog,â Gerald smiled, looked at Fletcher, and said indifferently.
For a moment, the entire factory suddenly quieted down. Some people looked at Gerald, and most of them were stunned.
Especially those who didnât know Gerald before were completely stunned.
This place was Fletcherâs private place. These girls were often called over to have fup. They were just here to drink with the rich kids. Of course, that included sex.
They could get very generous tips from it.
After coming here so many times, they had seen too many people being brought into Fletcherâs place. Some of them would be beaten up. Others would be sent to the hospital and bedridden for months.
No matter who it was, when they came to this factory and faced Fletcher, they all looked submissive.
Gerald was the first person who dared to challenge Fletcher in this place.
After a brief moment of shock, a person came up with a baseball bat and said, âKid, what the fuck are you saying? Iâll kill you now.â
Gerald raised his eyebrows, looked at him, pointed to his head, and said, âCome on. If you canât kill me, Iâll kill you.â
The manâs face was full of anger. He came up with a baseball bat and said loudly, âDo you think I donât dare?â
Obviously, he had done this kind of thing many times.
âStop.â Fletcher stood up and clapped. âIn Los Angeles, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this.â
Gerald smiled at Fletcher, âSo?â
âPeople who donât know will think that you are one of the rich kids from rich families,â Fletcher said. He stepped on the table in front of him. The table was full of wine. He picked up a glass and a bottle of wine. He poured wine and walked toward Gerald.
âBut in fact, you are just a porter.â As Fletcher spoke, he had already walked in front of Gerald. Holding the wine bottle, Fletcher said, âIf I kill you, no one will avenge you. You donât have to be so arrogant in front of me.â
As Fletcher spoke, his face suddenly became ferocious. The wine glass in his left hand splashed towards Gerald. At the same time, the thick wine bottle in his right hand suddenly smashed toward Geraldâs head.
Geraldâs face revealed a trace of disdain. He leaned slightly to the side, dodging the wine, and at the same time, he suddenly stretched forward with his hands.
In almost an instant, Fletcher discovered that the wine glass and the wine bottle in his hands had suddenly disappeared.
Geraldâs body suddenly spun, and the wine glass accurately caught the scattered wine in the air. Gerald waved his right hand high.
âBang.â
In the next instant, the wine bottle landed on Fletcherâs head.
âClank.â
The thick wine bottle instantly shattered. Fletcher only felt a burst in his head. Before Fletcher could react, Gerald was pressing down on his head.
âBoom.â
Gerald pressed Fletcherâs head down and smashed Fletcherâs head on the table.
Under everyoneâs horrified gazes, Gerald stretched out his foot and stepped on Fletcherâs face.
At the same time, Gerald shook the wine glass with his left hand. He lifted it up slightly, took a sip, and said, âThis good wine should not be wasted.â
Gerald took all the wine that had spilled out. He even beat up Fletcher in the process. It was all done in one go.
All the people were stunned.
Geraldâs skill was completely beyond their imagination. They had no idea how Gerald did it.
âOver the past three years, memory loss has made me a lot more tolerable,â at the same time, Gerald sighed. âI canât believe I feel a little guilty about this. If it had been three years ago, this guy would probably have spent the rest of his life in the hospital.â
Everyone was still in a daze. They didnât even have time to speak until blood began to gush out from Fletcherâs head and spread to the table.
Hearing Fletcherâs pained groan, people around him finally came back to their senses.
âAh!â
Looking at the blood flowing out, those women began to scream loudly.
Henley narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Gerald. He revealed a playful smile.
Beside him, someone shouted, âKid, hurry up and let go. Do you want to leave here alive?â
As he spoke, a person brandished his baseball bat and rushed over.
Gerald sneered, his right foot stepping on Fletcherâs face.
âAh!â Fletcherâs scream became louder.
The person who rushed to the front did not dare to continue rushing forward.
Gerald revealed a trace of a disdainful smile. Then, he looked down at Fletcher and said, âThereâs a wound! Iâll disinfect it for you.â
âWhat are you doing? Stop!â Fletcher cried out in alarm.
However, Gerald clearly had no intention of paying attention to him. The wine in his glass slowly poured down and fell on Fletcherâs head.
The wound encountered alcohol, and the intense pain almost made Fletcher faint.
âAh! Ah! Ah!â
He screamed loudly.
The people beside him were all terrified.
Especially Adriel and Matthew.
Both of them couldnât help but take a step back from the sofa, their bodies trembling slightly.
It was so ruthless.
Gerald was so ruthless.
They had always looked down on Gerald and thought that Gerald had no background and could be fooled by them. But now it seemed that Gerald was not afraid of them, and Geraldâs ruthlessness made their hearts tremble.
If Gerald had dealt with them like this before, they would have suffered a lot.
There were more than twenty people, but no one dared to step forward at that moment.
Henley still narrowed his eyes. He was the one who was relatively calm among all of them. He crossed his legs and smiled. He thought, itâs amazing, but so what? Gerald is just a laborer now. There are many ways to kill him. Fletcher was really stupid.
Gerald did not know what Henley was thinking, and he did not care what he was thinking. At this time, Gerald lowered his head and looked at Fletcher. Gerald said calmly, âI explained it to you yesterday. I have nothing to do with Audrey, but you still called me over today. I was going to explain to you, but you actually called so many people to come. However, theyâre all cowards. I beat you like this, but none of them dare to come up.â
The people next to Fletcher bowed their heads.
âGerald, do you know who I am? I can easily kill you!â Fletcher gritted his teeth, enduring the pain as he spoke.
âSo you still intend to take revenge on me?â Gerald smiled at Fletcher and said, âI donât really stir up trouble, and Iâm not afraid of trouble. If you come looking for trouble with me in the future, welcome. Otherwise, it will be boring to stay here.â
As Gerald spoke, he glanced at Henley.
Henley also looked at Gerald with a mocking smile.
Gerald slowly put down his foot, then shrugged his shoulders and said, âI feel much more comfortable. Now that itâs over, I have to go now. Well, when I get out, if anyone tries to attack me, I promise youâll end up worse than Fletcher.â
As Gerald spoke, he swaggered out of the factory.
âBoy, do you want to fucking get out alive?â someone roared.
Although he shouted, no one rushed up.
The scene just now really frightened them.
Gerald stopped and turned around. He looked in the direction with a smile and asked, âWho shouted just now?â
What surprised him was that not a single person dared to admit it.
Gerald was speechless. These people were used to bullying others and were terrified when they met someone who was a bit ruthless.
Gerald chuckled, and then his gaze swept toward Adriel and Matthew.
When the two saw this gaze, their expressions changed drastically, and cold sweat immediately flowed down their backs.