Chapter 196 - 195: The Scar is Revealed 1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
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âA slap for a hundred million, thatâs a surefire profit!â
Although Irving Harris is now immensely wealthy, the money he gives Davonte Cook amounts to only a few tens of millions a year.
Plus, with Davonte Cook conducting his own businesses, he can only make around a hundred million from the beginning to the end of the year.
Now a slap for a hundred million, two slaps equal to Davonte Cookâs earnings for two yearsâby this calculation, itâs quite the deal.
âThank a lot, big brother!â
Davonte Cook naturally understood this as well; once the money was in hand, Irving Harris was not the type to let things go easily.
Given the big brotherâs temperament, whether Julius Reed could stay alive was uncertain, so why not take the money?
âHmm!â
Irving Harris nodded, then looked at Julius Reed, âLittle brother, hand over the two billion first!â
Once the money was in hand, he would make his move. Anyone who dares to hit Irving Harris is simply asking for death!
âAlright!â
Julius Reed looked at Miguel Abbott and said, âTransfer two billion to him, we keep our word.â âUnderstood!â
At this point, Miguel Abbott had no other choice.
He asked for Davonte Cookâs account number and arranged for his secretary to make the transfer.
Soon, the two billion was deposited into the account.
âBig brother, the money is in the account!â
Davonte Cook grinned from ear to ear when he saw the message alert. But soon, the intense pain on his face made him have to restrain his smile. âDamn it, I can make you go bankrupt!â
After carefully checking the account balance again, Davonte Cook pointed at Julius Reed and provocatively said.
A slap for a hundred million, thatâs a guaranteed profit!
âIs that so? Then can I slap you one more time?â
Julius Reed asked with a smile, âThis slap for two hundred million, cash first.â
âYeah! I can make you go bankrupt!â
Davonte Cook winced in pain and moved his face forward, âCome on, letâs see if you have more money, or if my face is thicker!â
âTransfer the money!â
Julius Reed gestured, and Miguel Abbott immediately arranged for the secretary to transfer the funds.
Soon, another two billion was in place.
âIâm going to slap now, alright?â
Julius Reed looked at Davonte Cook with a grin.
âDonât talk nonsense! Iâve said it before, Iâll make you goâ¦â
Slap!
Julius Reed swung his arm violently, sending Davonte Cook flying five meters away!
âCook! â
Irving Harris frowned and immediately arranged for people to check on him.
âHeâs still breathing, but heâs unconscious!â
An employee checked and reported back to Irving Harris.
âTake him to the hospital!â
Irving Harrisâs face darkened, he turned to Julius Reed, âLittle brother, itâs time for us to settle the score.â
Being knocked unconscious in front of Irving Harrisâif word spread, how could he maintain authority in the future? âI paid the money, and you agreed. Whatâs this now, breaking your word?â Julius Reed shrugged, asking helplessly.
âI, Irving Harris, donât need a lot of reasons to act! But if you really want one, itâs simple: I think you deserve a beating!â
Irving Harris pointed his walking stick at Julius Reed, his face ashen, âKid, remember this! In this world, there are some people you just canât mess with!â After he spoke, the employees behind him came forward, full of anger!
âOh! Isnât this the endlessly glorious Mr. Reed? Strutting around with your nose in the air, acting invincible, whatâs the matter now?â
Cesar Pendletonâs voice arose just at the right moment.
He had seen everything that had happened before.
Beating Davonte Cook to that extent, Julius Reed was not going to leave here on his feet today.
So, Cesar Pendleton stepped forward, seeking to avenge his earlier humiliation!
âThose slaps you gave just now, very manly!â
Cesar Pendleton mocked in a mocking tone, while straightening his sleeves, he taunted, âWhatâs the matter now? Chickened out?â
Ever since he was humiliated in the park, he had dreamed of tearing Julius
Reed apart. Roaming Five-river Province for so many years, it was the first time someone dared to mess with him like this! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThis one isâ¦?â
Julius Reed assessed Cesar Pendleton and then realized, âAh, I remember now, youâre the one from the park who licked my shoes. I even mentioned it to Boss Abbott yesterday, said you did a good job, you licked them clean. What is it? Back for more money?â
âShut your mouth!â
Hit right where it hurt, Cesar Pendleton was like a lion with its mane on end, eyes gleaming with fierceness.
âWhat, Mr. Pendleton did something and wonât admit it? Back then, among your employees, there were quite a few who witnessed that moment. If you canât remember it, fine, let me help refresh your memory!â
Julius Reed spoke at a leisurely pace while snapping his fingers.
âBig brother, I was wrong⦠Iâll lick, Iâll lick, isnât that enoughâ¦â
On the huge screen of the Water Pearl, Cesar Pendletonâs actions in the park that day were clearly displayed.
A powerful figure of the underworld, crawling at the feet of Julius Reed like a dog, with fear written all over his face.
âYouâre f* *king asking for it!â
Cesar Pendletonâs eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed a chair in one hand, quickly ran up to the big screen, and violently hurled the chair at it!
Crack!
The huge screen dimmed instantly upon being struck.
âWhy the rage, Mr. Pendleton?â
Julius Reed lifted his eyelids and shook his head, âAnger is harmful to health.â
âIf I donât cut you down today, Iâm not a true Pendleton!â
Cesar Pendleton approached, murder in his eyes.
He had thought no one knew about that incident, but who would have thought that Julius Reed actually had people record it.
Now, in front of this large public gathering, these people were feeling rather embarrassed.
Many couldnât even conceal the laughter on their faces.
Who would have thought that the imposing Cesar Pendleton would have such a moment?
âWhoever the hell dares to laugh, Iâll kill them!â
Cesar Pendleton roared, and everyone immediately straightened their faces, not daring to laugh.
âHold on!â
Just as he was about to reach Julius Reed, Irving Harris blocked his path. âIrving, what is this supposed to mean!â
Cesar Pendleton, blinded by anger with a red face, asked, âToday, I must break him!â
Humiliated to this extent, all he could think about was revenge!
âI never imagined, little brother Cesar, that you had such a grudge against him. As your elder brother, I might have overlooked it before, but now, no matter what, I must seek this vengeance for you! â
Irving Harrisâs gaze held a touch of calm, even flashing with a hint of brilliance: âKilling him would be letting him off too easily, wouldnât it? Didnât he order you to lick his shoes at that time? Now turn it around! Make him lick your shoes in front of nearly a thousand people!â
Murdering someone only ends their life, but he wanted to humiliate this young man.
After all, death is too luxurious a thing.
âHaha! Big brother is right!â
Cesar Pendleton clapped his head and looked ominously at Julius Reed, âCome on, press him down under my feet!â
Because of the sheer embarrassment, he was infuriated but had almost forgotten such a good chance for revenge.
âMr. Pendleton, youâll have to get through me first if you want to lay a hand on him!
Miguel Abbott saw that things were taking a bad turn and quickly stepped forward, blocking in front of Julius Reed.
His bodyguards also followed closely behind.
For a moment, tensions rose, and it looked like the two groups were ready to come to blows.
But since neither of their leaders had spoken, they stood facing off..