Chapter 158 - 157 Unlucky Guy_l
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Translator: 549690339
When Julius Reedâs slap descended, everyone fell silent, not daring to speak.
This was Young Master Leopold of the Leopold Family.
Even if one didnât want to give face, crippling that bodyguard would have been enough.
But now, things had taken a turn for the worse, Julius Reed had actually slapped Atlas Leopold across the face. Could the Leopold Family let this slide?
No one believed the Leopold Family would be so magnanimous.
Even if it had been someone else, they would likely have chosen vengeance.
âYou⦠dare to hit me?â
Atlas Leopold licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, a malicious glint flashing in his eyes.
Heâd been bested by the same person twice in a matter of days, which was something he found hard to accept.
And each time, it had been in front of a crowd, as if he, Young Master Leopold, was being completely and utterly humiliated.
Should word get out, he would really have no standing left in Five-river Province.
âHit you? Havenât I hit you more than once already?â Julius Reed smiled and swung his hand for another slap!
Slap!
At that moment, everyone became restless.
âBrother, thereâs a limit to everything; maybe itâs time to let it go,â someone said.
âIndeed, thereâs no big feud here. Besides, isnât Little Mei here all fine? Just spare Young Master Leopold,â another chimed in.
âYouâve taught him a lesson already, no need to take it too far,â was yet another plea.
One by one, they voiced their entreaties.
The matter with Atlas Leopold clearly had escalated.
Once word got back, it would surely alarm the Leopold Family.
If the Leopoldâs were to pursue this further, none of those present would likely escape implication.
Seeing Atlas Leopold beaten in a private room, the Leopold Family would certainly direct their anger at those who had stood by idly.
If their families were to face disaster, they could not bear it.
Seeing these people stating their positions, Atlas Leopold snorted coldly, âJulius Reed, havenât you realized the reality yet? This is Five-river Province, my territory! Here, I am the king! No matter who you are, if you dare to treat me this way, youâll surely die!â
At this moment, he no longer hid the murderous intent in his heart.
The attitudes of the young men had emboldened him!
âAre you afraid now? Do you regret everything youâve done to me?â
Atlas Leopold let out a loud laugh, âToo late! Both you and this bitch must die!â
Slap!
Julius Reed swung another slap.
âAfraid? Iâve hit you so many times already, whatâs one more?â Thump!
He kicked out, hitting Atlas Leopold directly in the stomach.
âUgh..
Atlas Leopold grunted, curling up in pain.
âEnough!â someone called out again. âYoung Master Leopold has been punished already, donât be unreasonable!â
Thump!
Julius Reed picked up a bottle of beer and smashed it over the young manâs head.
The force was so strong that the young man collapsed to the ground, blood covering his head, unconscious.
âNow, does anyone else want to plead for Atlas Leopold?â
Julius Reed looked around coldly and asked.
These people chose to protect themselves, trying to curry favor with Atlas Leopold, so they couldnât blame him for being impolite!
âI will!â
Another person stood up.
Fortune comes with risks.
By standing up now, he appeared commendable, and it also made Atlas Leopold feel moved.
A group of people pleading might not remember who specifically did so.
But now, only one person, risking being beaten, stood up; surely, Young Master Leopold would remember him.
He was taking a gamble.
A right gamble could instantly connect him with the support of the Leopold Family.
âEven if you hit me, I still have to say, youâve gone too far with this!â
The young man declared with a righteous air.
âWhat a clown!â
Julius Reed shook his head, grabbed the young man by the hair, and forced him down in front of Atlas Leopold. âCome, be a good dog!â
Thump!
He exerted force in his hand and made the young man kneel on the ground.
The head hitting the floor caused a profuse flow of blood.
âOuch!â
The young man let out a pained howl.
But clearly, this was just the beginning, not the end of it.
Thump!
Another one!
Bang! Bang!
Julius Reed kept pressing his head down, forcing him to kowtow repeatedly!
âBrother! I was wrong!â
The youth wailed in agony.
Before, there had been others like the young man, who chose to risk danger for wealth and status.
Only, because the young man was the first to have his status cleared, they were full of regret.
Now, they were truly relieved they hadnât stepped forward at the time.
This was just too cruel!
Before long, the young manâs head was covered in blood, and his entire being sunk into despair.
âPlease, I beg you, let me go!â
All of them were noble young masters raised in luxury, who had ever suffered like this?
The delicate flesh on his head, struck repeatedly against the floor, was already rubbed raw.
âDo you regret it now?â
Julius Reed lifted his head, asking with a smile.
âI regret it! Very much so! Brother, I was wrong! Please spare me!â The young manâs tears flowed freely, and his body trembled with fear.
âSo, do you think Atlas Leopold deserves to be beaten?â
Julius Reed asked again.
âThatâ¦â
Bang!
As the young man hesitated, his head once more violently struck the floor. The pain from the wounds was amplified by the impact, nearly causing him to faint.
âHe deserves it! He needs to be beaten!â
The young man shouted loudly.
Meanwhile, Atlas Leopoldâs face opposite him turned exceedingly grim. âYou all tell me, does Atlas Leopold deserve to be beaten?â Julius Reed stood up, glancing around at the people in the room.
âHe does! He very much does!â
Seeing his gaze, everyone immediately scrambled away as if they had seen a viper.
With the lesson learned right in front of their eyes, who would dare to play the hero?
âRight! Well beaten!â
âA bully! He deserves it!â
Instantly, everyoneâs tune changed.
Those who had pled for Atlas Leopold before were now the ones claiming he was rightly beaten.
âVery well! â
Julius Reed nodded, looking down at the man at his feet, and said softly, âSlap Atlas Leopold, and I will let you go.â
âWhat!â
The young man was startled, his body jolting. Hit Atlas Leopold! Was he seeking death?
â1â¦â
He started to announce his family name but instantly swallowed the words back down.
Was his family powerful? The Leopold Family was powerful, right?
But now Atlas Leopold was on his knees like a dog.
âIf you donât slap him, Iâll hit you. You can believe that I wonât kill you, but Iâll definitely make you wish you were dead,â
During this, Julius Reed squatted down, his face full of smiles.
That smile made the young manâs skin crawl.
âIâll do it! Iâll slap him!â
He took a deep breath, looking at Atlas Leopold in front of him: âYoung Master
Leopold, I had no choice, you see, I got beaten up just trying to plead for you!â
He brought his hands together, prayed for a moment, then gently slapped Atlas Leopoldâs face.
âToo light, doesnât count!â Julius Reed shook his head.
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The young man closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and fiercely delivered a slap!
Slap!
At that moment, everyoneâs hearts hung in suspense.
âNot hard enough, do it again!â Julius Reed repeated. âUse some damn strength!â
Atlas Leopold roared angrily.
He wanted to get hit less, too!
Slap!
This time, the young man put all his strength into it as if he were drawing it from his motherâs milk.
Under the force of that slap, Atlas Leopold fell straight to the ground..