Chapter 172 - 171 People of Willson Pavilion_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Translator: 549690339
âStop!â
The womanâs face darkened as she saw her companion being beaten. They were all part of the same circle; if one person lost face, it would be tough for everyone.
âI said stop!â
Seeing that nobody around her paid any attention to her words, the woman couldnât help but yell again.
But the bodyguards might as well have been deaf, viciously greeting the two people on the ground with blows.
The cries and screams of the man surnamed Zhou and the black man kept rising, even turning into howls and wails.
The expressions on the faces of their companions were extremely uncomfortable; some even covered their eyes with their hands. âIf you donât stop now, you will regret it beyond repair!â
The woman strode up to Julius Reed, immediately stopped by Allen.
âIâm not joking with you! Do you know who he is? Heâs someone you canât afford to provoke! If you continue to lay your hands on them, I guarantee none of you will escape!â
Her eyes were filled with coldness, and even in such dire circumstances, she maintained an attitude of superiority.
âStop!â
Julius Reed glanced at her and commanded the bodyguards to stop beating the men.
The woman finally breathed a sigh of relief as the men stopped.
âTell your people to apologize and make compensation.â
She resumed her detached demeanor.
The bodyguards were already reluctant to stop, anger visible in their eyes. The womanâs arrogant tone now sparked their anger once again.
âYou dare to beat me, just wait for death!â
On the ground, Zhou surnamed man curled up in pain but still spat out threats continuously.
âWhat? Say that again?â
Julius Reed turned his ear towards the man, asking with a smile.
âIf you dare, kill me!â
Zhou surnamed manâs eyes were filled with malice, and despite his agony, he was resolute when issuing threats!
âApologize, right now!â
The woman urged from the side.
She wasnât joking; the power behind the man surnamed Zhou was so great that even the entirety of Five-river Province wasnât enough to concern them!
âDo as told!â
Julius Reed gave the woman a meaningful look as he said this.
âBig brother, thisâ¦â
The bodyguards wore faces of reluctance.
Asking them to stop was already quite unwilling for them, and now they had to apologize?
But they didnât dare disobey Julius Reedâs words.
âCanât you hear Mr. Reedâs words?â
Miguel Abbott rebuked the hesitating bodyguards.
After all, he was their immediate superior. If these bodyguards couldnât satisfy Julius Reed, then the responsibility would fall entirely on him.
âYes!â
The bodyguards took a deep breath and, extremely reluctantly, walked in front of the woman, saying, âSorry.â
âWhatâs the use of telling me? Apologize to Mr. Zhou!â
The womanâs face was stern, and her tone was very harsh.
âApologize, I will only accept it if you kneel down! Otherwise, forget about it!â Zhou surnamed man became incredibly arrogant as soon as he saw the others soften.
Even though his bones were nearly falling apart, he was still full of energy.
âFine!â
The bodyguards took a deep breath; they had no choice but to listen to their boss!
But as they were about to bend their knees, they heard the voice of Julius Reed: âWhen I said do as told, it wasnât for you to follow her instructions!â
Julius Reed pointed at the woman.
âI meant for you to do as he said!â
Then he pointed at the man.
âUnderstood ! â
The bodyguards immediately grasped the meaning.
Zhou surnamed man had said to see if they had the guts to kill him, didnât he?
âHeh heh!â
After being scolded by the woman, the bodyguards were full of rage, just waiting to vent it!
âWhat are you going to do!â
Sensing the change in the other party, Zhou surnamed man swallowed nervously, his body retreating continuously.
But with bones nearly broken from the beating, where would one find the strength to retreat?
Already panicked, being startled like this left them utterly immobilized.
Beside him, the black man had been beaten to the point of spitting blood, nearly fainting away.
âYou dare touch him, and you all die!â
The woman turned her head to look at Julius Reed, pronouncing each word clearly, âHeâs from Willson Pavilion!â
âWillson Pavilion?â
Julius Reed frowned and asked aloud, âWhat the hell is that?â
He was somewhat surprised. This man actually had ties with Amadeus Fairbanks?
It seemed he would have to clean house for Willson Pavilion.
âHeh, ignorant fools, Willson Pavilion isâ¦â
âShut up, just make a call, a video call, to your boss!â
Just as the woman was about to give an introduction, Julius Reed cut her off.
She didnât want to comply, but faced with danger and having kicked an iron, she had no choice but to do as told. âYou will regret this!â
The woman let out a cold huff.
âI never hit a woman, donât make me break that rule!â
Julius Reed pointed at her, his gaze becoming terrifying for the first time.
Even with her strong disposition, she couldnât help but feel fear at this point.
She quickly took out her cell phone and dialed a video call to her master.
A moment later, the call connected.
âFeifei, what made you think of calling your master?â
On the screen, an elder with white hair viewed the woman with doting eyes.
âMaster, Brother Springsâ¦â
The woman said with furrowed brows, âBrother Springs has been beaten.â
As she spoke, her face flushed slightly.
Who were the people from Willson pavilion?
Unbeatable beings!
They could even clash head-on with the Shadow Warrior organization Deep Cold, a behemoth in their own right.
Yet here she was, as the disciple of the manager of the Far East Branch, defeated so thoroughly.
The man with the surname Springs, Quantez Springs, was the old manâs only son.
The old man was exceptionally fond of him, having imparted all his skills to this son.
Todayâs battle was a disgrace for Willson Pavilion.
âWhat! Who did it!â
The old manâs tone instantly turned chilly, and even through the screen, the people present could feel a cold shiver.
Julius Reed snatched the phone, looking at the old man on the screen, âYour son?â
âI donât care who you are, you better prepare to die!â
The old manâs eyes blazed with fury, âYou dare touch the son of Willson Pavilionâs branch manager! I advise you to take your own life now, or Iâll ensure your family joins you in death!â
He was clearly enraged.
The manager of the Far East Branch was an unbeatably powerful figure.
And with Willson Pavilionâs colossal backing, his arrogance knew no bounds. How could he swallow the insult of his beloved son being beaten?
âIs that so? Then take a good look!â
Julius Reed grinned, adjusted the camera to the rear-facing view, and zoomed in on Quantez Springs covered in blood.
âYou dare!â
The old manâs voice was filled with the intent to kill!
âOf course, I dare! Strike!â
Upon Julius Reedâs command, the bodyguards threw punches like rain, pounding on Quantez Springs.
Quantez Springs, already severely injured, started bellowing from the brutal beating.
âYouâ¦â
âWhat about me? If you dare, come over, Iâm always ready!â
Julius Reed tossed the cell phone back to the woman and turned to walk towards the elevator of the Pearl Over Water.
After all, the situation had escalated unexpectedly, and he needed to inform Amadeus Fairbanks.
Since Amadeus Fairbanks showed him enough respect, he would be considerate of the Pavilion Masterâs face when killing someone.
âBeat him until he has one breath left, and anyone who blocks, I will kill him immediately!â
Leaving these words behind, Julius Reed vanished from sight..