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Hearing the tattooed youthsâ words, Ethan Smithâs eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
Clare Richardson, who was standing nearby, cursed loudly: âAre you fucking stupid? Go home and find your mother to keep you company!â
The tattooed youths didnât get angry but continued to laugh: âThis girl has a fiery temper. We love feisty girls like you! â
Then, these people looked at Ethan Smith and shouted, âDude, it must be awesome to be with such a hot girl every day, right?â
After that, they all burst into laughter again.
Clare Richardson was so furious that she grabbed a dish from the table and threw it at them!
âThatâs for your big mouths!â she said angrily.
The tattooed youths were drenched in soup, and their faces gradually turned dark.
âYou little slut, youâre really asking for it. Today, youâd better clean the soup off me!â They got up and started walking towards Clare Richardson, coldly.
Although Clare was angry, she wasnât stupid. Seeing them get up, she immediately hid behind Ethan Smith without a second thought.
âEthan, beat them up!â she said with a glare.
Ethan sat there without moving while continuing to eat his kebabs.
The tattooed youths quickly approached Ethan. They looked at him and said, âBuddy, your girlfriend splashed soup all over us. What are you going to do about it?â
Ethan glanced at them and said indifferently, âWhat do you want to do about
Hearing Ethanâs words, they immediately thought he was a wimp.
They smirked and said, âLet your girlfriend spend the night with us, and weâll let this go. How about that?â
Ethan couldnât help but shake his head.
He put down the kebabs in his hand and said coldly, âFirst, sheâs not my girlfriend.â
âSecond, if you donât want to die, youâd better get lost right now.â
The youths laughed and said, âKid, youâve got a big mouth!â
Ethan sneered, âWhen youâre outside, youâd better watch your mouth. Itâs not a good habit to spew shit everywhere.â
The youths scowled and said, âI think youâre asking for death! Letâs do this, brothers. Waste him!â
With that, they charged at Ethan.
Ethan didnât even bother standing up. He just waved his hand, and the youths flew out sideways!
A tremendous force sent them flying through the air, even causing them to spit out blood!
âServes you right! If you talk nonsense again, Iâll tear your mouths apart!â Clare shouted furiously.
The youths struggled to get up, pointing their fingers at Ethanâs nose: âKid, youâd better wait. Weâre from the Red Star Society! You better not leave!â âI havenât finished eating yet, so I wonât be going anywhere,â Ethan said lightly.
The youths clenched their teeth and stormed off.
âWhat kind of bullshit Red Star Society? Never even heard of it!â Clare snorted.
At that moment, the restaurant owner came over.
He advised, âYoung man, youâd better leave now. The Red Star Society are not to be messed with. They have dozens of people under their control and bully others in this area. No one dares to provoke them!â
âBully others?â Ethan raised his eyebrow.
The owner sighed, âYes, every time they come here to eat, they never pay their bill. We have no choice but to stay silent.â
Ethan frowned, âThen why do you still serve them food?â
The owner smiled bitterly, âIâm just trying to make a living by keeping a low profile. Who wants to get involved in trouble?â
âTheyâre that hateful? In this day and age, they still dare to exploit the ordinary people!â Before Ethan could finish, Clare was fuming with anger. âBoss, donât worry, Iâll take care of this today!â Clare patted her chest confidently.
The owner forced a smile.
â¢wnac can a young girl 11Ke you oofâ cne owner sama witn a Ditter smile. Ethan chuckled on the side, âShe might just be able to help you.â
The owner was stunned, and his face showed his confusion.
Glaring, Clare took out her phone and dialed a number.
After the call was answered, she immediately said in a coquettish tone, âUncle Keller, Iâm at the kebab stall on Jade Dragon Street. Some people are bullying me! They said theyâre from some Red Star Society and want to capture me. Boo hoo hooâ¦â
Then, Clare continued, âYes, bring more people. Theyâve got hundreds of people under their control!â
At the other end of the line, Commander Keller turned pale.
Chief Richardsonâs daughter was being harassed by the Mafia? That couldnât be allowed to happen!
He immediately ordered, âGather the Second Combat Division and head to Jade Dragon Street immediately!â
âYes, sir!â
At the kebab stall, Clare laughed, âDonât worry, that Red Star Society will be gone soon.â
Of course, the owner didnât believe her. How could a small girl get rid of the Red Star Society that had been terrorizing the area for so long?
âYouâd better leave now. If you donât, we might get dragged into this too. I wonât charge you for this meal. Iâll treat you. Is that okay?â the owner said with a pleading tone.
Clare glared, âWhat are you talking about? Iâm not like those punks. I wonât take advantage of you!â
Ethan laughed, âI didnât expect you to have such a strong sense of justice.â
âOf course! Everyone at our school calls me the embodiment of justice!â Clare said proudly.
Ethan quietly sighed.
How many more small organizations like the Red Star Society were out there? And would those who were oppressed by them have such good luck as to meet Clare?
Seeing that his words had no effect, the owner didnât say anything else, just sighed quietly.
Meanwhile, Ethan and Clare continued eating their kebabs, unconcerned.
Soon, several cars approached in the distance!
A Mercedes led the convoy, followed by a series of SUVs.
As the cars stopped, a bald man with a gold necklace and Buddhist beads in his hands stepped out.
âBrother, itâs them!â The beaten youths hurriedly pointed at Ethan and Clare. The bald man snorted, waved his hand, and said, âGo, surround their table!â
âYes!â
Dozens of underlings swarmed in and surrounded Ethan and Clareâs table!
Clare couldnât help but feel a little scared, and she instinctively hid behind Ethan.
On the other hand, Ethan remained calm, not paying attention to these people.
The bald man came up to Ethan and asked while playing with his Buddhist beads, âSo, youâre the one who hit my brother?â
Ethan didnât even look up, saying coldly, âIf you donât leave, the next one getting hit will be you.â
The bald manâs face darkened, and he snorted, âYou ignorant little bastard! Get him!â
âYes!â The dozens of underlings immediately grabbed sticks and clubs and rushed towards Ethan! âBoom, boom, boomâ¦â
Suddenly, a thunderous noise came from the distance.
Turning to look, they saw countless military vehicles speeding towards them!