Chapter 66 Is He Making a Fucking Movie?
In the bar, many people were looking at Gerald.
Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Gerald remained quite calm, while the girl in the black dress next to him changed her expression and hurriedly said, âThis is a misunderstanding.â
âMisunderstanding? There is nothing to misunderstand. Take him away!â The shortâhaired man tittered and glanced at Gerald.
Gerald did not know this person even without the slightest impression of him.
As for why this man knew him, he could probably guess.
Since Armand wanted to teach him a lesson in Los Angeles, he naturally showed Geraldâs photos to his subordinates.
He slowly let out a breath, looked at the shortâhaired man, and said, âI said that he was the one who started the fight.â
âDoes it matter who started the fight?â The shortâhaired man chuckled and looked at Gerald. âYouâre digging your own grave.
You defiled Armandâs sister, and even dared to come to his turf? How dare you? Take him away!â
In an instant, several people approached Gerald.
Opposite Gerald, Andrewâs face showed a gloating look.
Gerald looked around and frowned after finding that there were too many people in the surroundings.
Night Watch usually kept a low profile and would not make a move in public.
Previously, when Gerald attacked others, including Fletcher, he was certain that they would not tell anyone about this matter.
However, things were different. Under the watchful eyes of the public, if his extraordinary strength was exposed, it would violate the rules of Night Watch.
He frowned slightly and endured it.
âDonât touch me. I can walk by myself.â Gerald glanced indifferently at the two people who were approaching him.
âWell, kid, you are quite brash.â The person who came over was a strong man. When he heard Geraldâs words, he grinned. âI just want to provoke you. What can you do to me?â
As he spoke, he directly reached out his hand towards Gerald!
At this time, Gerald grabbed his fingers, exerted force on his wrist, and suddenly bent the manâs fingers downwards âAh!â
In the next instant, the strong man let out a scream.
Under the crowdâs gazes, he couldnât use those extraordinary martial arts but ordinary martial arts, which was still no problem.
No one had expected that Gerald would dare to attack under such circumstances. The shortâhaired man licked his lips. âHow dare you assault him? Interesting! No wonder youâve been sent to prison before.â
âLet go!â the others quickly surrounded him and said in a low voice.
Gerald raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed him back.
He said, âIâll go with you, but donât fucking touch me. Whoever touches me will die!â
âYou...â
They were furious when they saw that Gerald still dared to speak to them in such a manner.
At this time, the shortâhaired man waved his hand. âLet him walk by himself. When we reach a place with no one around, letâs kick his ass.â
A smile appeared on Geraldâs lips.
People were leading the way. Gerald was just about to step out when the blackâdressed beauty called Gigi hurriedly said, âYou canât go with them. You will be beaten to death by them.â
This girl was kind and righteous.
Gerald stared at her with a smile and then ignored her. He followed the group of people and left the bar, walking through the back door of the bar.
The beautiful woman in the black dress was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She wanted to follow, but she was very afraid.
Meanwhile, Andrew said with a smile, âGigi, be good, okay? I am wrong. Letâs go back first, okay? I donât know how you found him, but this guy is a rapist. Nine years ago, Bree Cousy was defiled by this bastard. Armand is a shareholder of this bar. Since Gerald fell into the hands of Armand, heâll be hit to death by them. Moreover, he deserves it.â
âItâs all because of you. You scum!â The blackâdressed beauty screamed and ran towards the door of the bar without looking back!
When she reached the door, she stood up and paced back and forth. Later, Andrew also ran out with his people and tried to persuade her.
But the blackâdressed beauty ignored him.
She knew that things started because of her. She hoped to wait at the door. If Gerald was seriously injured later, she could send Gerald to the hospital immediately.
Gerald was led by more than a dozen people through the back door of the bar. Behind the bar was relatively open land. After Gerald was brought to the back, when the back door opened, a person behind Gerald said in a low voice, âThere were so many people just now. We donât want to ruin the business and image of the bar. Damn it! How dare you attack me?â
While talking, he directly jumped behind and raised his foot to kick Gerald.
A cold light suddenly flashed in Geraldâs eyes. He slightly turned sideways, reached out his right hand, grabbed that manâs leg, and pulled it.
Gerald pulled straight that manâs leg and the man was forced to do the splits.
âAh!â
How could he have such flexibility? He let out a scream.
âFuck you!â When the others saw that Gerald still dared to make a move, they let out waves of roars.
âDonât worry!â At this time, the shortâhaired man said happily. After the group of angry people stopped talking, the shortâhaired man sneered, stepped forward, surveyed Gerald, and said, âLet me introduce myself. My name is Enoch Sanchez.
Just call me Enoch!â
âYour skills are not bad. It seems that you have practiced a lot in prison these years,â Enoch said as he stared at Gerald.
Gerald stood there and calmly looked at Enoch. âAre you sure you want to attack me?â
âOr?â Enoch asked with a smirk.
Gerald swept his gaze across the crowd and shrugged his shoulders. âAlright, Iâm not in a good mood. I might be happy after a fight, but ... you only have 13 people. Iâm afraid that you canât win!â
Enoch looked at Gerald, narrowed his eyes slightly, lit a cigarette, took a few steps back, and waved. âGo ahead. Kick his ass, but donât beat him to death. Armand should be on his way here.â
The group of people laughed sinisterly.
Gerald let out a breath and also smiled at them.
âGo on!â
In the next instant, some shouted and some rushed up to hold Gerald.
Behind them, Enoch had a cigarette in his mouth with his hands in his pocket as if he was going to watch a good show.
In front of him, thirteen people surrounded Gerald. He only saw the crowd moving up and down, but he could not see what happened clearly. Screams could be heard from time to time.
âAh!â
âAh!â
âAh!â
In the middle, in the face of one dozen people, Gerald moved so fast that it was almost impossible for these people to touch him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Geraldâs gaze was cold as he dodged and attacked!
These strong men were more powerful than ordinary people, but in front of Gerald, they were nothing.
Gerald clenched his fists and punched them so hard. In just a few minutes, more and more people were beaten to the ground.
Behind them, Enochâs cigarette froze in his mouth. He even forgot to take a puff and just stared blankly at what was happening in front of him.
Bang!
Suddenly, the last person was punched in the lower abdomen by Gerald. Then he was thrown into the air and smashed â
hard on the ground in front of Enoch.
Gerald clapped his hands, looked at Enoch, and said, âI said that you couldnât win, right?â
Enoch swallowed hard as his pupils shrank and he stared at Gerald in shock. Then, he asked in a trembling voice, âHow ... how is this possible?â
He defeated thirteen people? What happened? Is he making a fucking movie? thought Enoch.
Then he suddenly saw Gerald, who was in front of him, walking towards him with a smile.