Chapter 352: 352 The Secret of the Bar_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âKid, youâve got an eye!â
The security guards felt much better after hearing this.
âBut donât think you can escape a beating! This is for your own good, to teach you a lesson. If it were anyone else, they would have broken your legs!â
Finn Carmichael took a deep breath, knowing that if he didnât speak up now, he might have to stay silent forever.
âThat, this person is my friend, you guys go on down.â
He swallowed, sweat streaming down his forehead.
âWhat!â
The security guards all paused, somewhat unable to accept this reality.
Could this penniless drunk actually know the manager?
âManager, are you mistaken?â
The security guard pointed at Julius Reed: âThis piece of trash, how do you know him? Donât let him deceive you, Iâll take care of him right now!â
After speaking, a few guards exchanged glances and surrounded Julius Reed.
âGet lost! Canât you hear what Iâm saying? All of you, get lost!â
Finn Carmichael hurried over, grabbed one of the security guards, and swung back with a slap!
Smack!
With that slap, all the security guards froze.
Blinking their eyes, they quickly said, âManager, youâre busy.â
Like rabbits, they were ready to scurry away.
âHold on!â
Julius Reed spoke up.
âStand still! Didnât you hear me? Get back here!â
Finn Carmichael immediately called the guards back as they tried to run away.
âManager, what is itâ¦â
The security guards, heads down, were all very fearful.
Finn Carmichael was a tough man, otherwise, he couldnât have made a stance in Five-river Province. Now that they had offended him, they were scared out of their wits.
But Finn Carmichael didnât speak. Instead, he looked to Julius Reed, his true master and the behind-the-scenes owner of the Paper Drunk Golden Tavern.
âI just heard someone say that if I knew the manager, heâd stand on his head and eat shit, right?â
Julius Reed asked with a grin.
The guard who had spoken earlier turned green, his legs trembling with fear.
Who would have expected this unknown young man to actually know the manager?
âYesâ¦â
The guard murmured, face turning green.
âLouder, I canât hear you.â
Julius Reed asked languidly.
âCanât you hear when people talk? Bring out the strength you had when you were nursing, and say it again for me!â
Finn Carmichael strode over, grabbed the security guard by the collar, and bellowed, âRepeat it!â
âYes!â
The security guard yelled, his back already soaked.
The others stood trembling, each having taken part in mocking Julius Reed earlier.
âWhat was it?â
Julius Reed turned around and asked with a smile.
âI stand on my head and eat shit!â
The security guard shouted, his body shaking like a sieve.
âThatâs fine, someone take him and watch closely! Make sure he eats plenty, fills up.â
Julius Reed patted the guardâs shoulder and said with a smile, âConsider it my treat, donât be shy.â
âThank youâ¦â
The guardâs face was streaked with tears.
âBrothers, sorry about this!â
The other security guards exchanged looks, choosing to protect themselves. They grabbed the guard and pushed him toward the restroom.
âAfter youâ¦â
Seeing that no one else was around, Finn Carmichael immediately opened the door to the managerâs office, inviting Julius Reed inside.
âIt should have been like this from the beginning.â
Julius Reed strode in with large steps.
The managerâs office was luxurious, spanning over eighty square meters.
It was fully equipped, not only with a bed but also many telephones, several safes, and a television set.
âYouâve made it quite nice here, Finn Carmichael. You must have enjoyed yourself quite a bit these past years?â
Julius Reed looked around and said indifferently.
Thump!
With no outsiders present, Finn Carmichael knelt directly in front of Julius Reed, trembling as he said, âPlease punish me, Young Master! Finn Carmichaelâs loyalty to you is unwavering, heaven and earth can bear witness! If thereâs even a hint of disrespect, may I be struck by lightning!â
He thought Julius Reedâs words were a warning to him, suggesting he had grown complacent and somewhat disobedient.
If that were truly the case, there was only one outcomeâa dead end!
âStand up and talk. If I really wanted to kill you, you wouldnât have made it through that door!â
Julius Reed turned, waved his hand, took a seat in Finnâs executive chair, and slowly spun around.
âThis chair is really nice, quite soft! How much did it cost?â
âTo answer the Young Master,â
Finn got up from the floor, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. âNot much, just over five million.â
The chair was imported from overseas and was expensive, but compared to the income of Paper Drunk Golden Tavern, it was nothing!
âWow! You really do throw your weight around now, thinking five million is not much. So, what is considered expensive?â
Julius Reed smiled at Finn, but that smile sent chills down the latterâs spine.
Thump!
Finn, who had just gotten up, knelt down once again.
He was shaking all over with fear, âMr. Reed, Iâ¦I⦠â
âWhy are you kneeling again!â
Julius Reed sighed, âWe havenât seen each other for years, canât we talk standing up, without always kneeling?â
âYour subordinate spoke arrogantly, please punish me, Young Master!â
Finn pressed his head firmly to the ground, his body shaking.
He knew all too well the means of this young man before himâunparalleled under the heavens!
âFinn, what is this!â
Julius Reed gestured with his hand, âGet up! After so many years with me, if you donât even have that bit of pride, youâre truly incompetent!â
âYoung Master, youâ¦you⦠â
Finn was utterly bewildered. Was the Young Master not blaming him?
âStand up and talk, I need the intelligence youâve gathered over these past three years.â
Julius Reed put away the smile on his face and pointed at the door, âIs it safe?â
âAbsolutely safe!â
Finn walked to the door and locked it, âThe door is soundproof, no one can hear anything. Plus, the material is thick, even explosives would hardly blast it open!â
âThatâs good.â
Julius Reed nodded, âRecently I encountered a mysterious woman, I want to know if you have any intelligence on her.â
Paper Drunk Golden Tavern was an intelligence system heâd established himself, the barâs mixed crowd made it particularly easy to collect information without attracting attention.
Nobody would suspect anything happening here.
âItâs all here.â
Finn walked to the safe, took out a stack of files, and neatly laid them out in front of Julius Reed.
âAs for the woman you mentioned, I honestly donât know who she is.â
Itâs impossible to determine with just a vague description of a woman.
But among these messages, there were many about women.
âAlmost all the intelligence from the past three years is here. When you suddenly disappeared three years ago, I had nowhere to send these, so I kept them all.â
Finn introduced in a low voice.
Previously, every month, Julius Reed would send someone to pick up these reports from the bar.
There was a bar like this in almost every city.
But after the accident three years ago, he lost his memory, and it was only a few days ago that he recalled the existence of this bar.
The entire Five-river Province was under the surveillance of this intelligence network.
Setting up this network was a task that had cost Julius Reed a great deal of effort.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Just then, there was a sudden knocking at the door.