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“Heh heh!”

Jordan sneered, pointing at Julius Reed: “What are you looking at? Don’t think I won’t gouge your eyes out!”

Having said that, he looked triumphantly at Quella Radcliffe and gave her a fierce glare.

It was full of provocation!

This was Twilight Mansion, where no one dared to initiate violence.

If one party were to strike first, they would definitely be punished by Twilight Mansion.

Even if they weren’t punished here, it would only be natural for the Cook family’s people to take action.

You can’t possibly get hit and do nothing about it, right?

Even if he was the richest man in Gonzalez City, reason still had to prevail!

After all, this was a restaurant for the wealthy, and the least it had to ensure was fairness!

Otherwise, who would come in the future?

“You’re going to regret this.”

Julius Reed looked at Jordan: “Really, I guarantee it.”

“I’m waiting! Let’s see who regrets it in the end!”

Jordan seemed satisfied seeing Julius Reed getting angry, so he continued to gesture rudely at Quella Radcliffe and even whistled at her.

His gaze towards Julius Reed was even more provocative!

Come on, Twilight Mansion, where no one can fight back, just seethe to death!

Finding this opening, Bran Cook also began to hurl insults at Quella Radcliffe.

“Julius Reed, I heard you’re such a loser that you haven’t even touched your wife in the three years you’ve been married! It wouldn’t be surprising if someone else has put a green hat on you by now!”

Bran Cook attacked with malicious words, with only one goal.

That was to enrage Julius Reed!

“The two of you, today you will both pay a price.”

Julius Reed suddenly smiled, looking not a bit angry.

Were such people worth stooping to their level?

It was just impotent rage!

“I’ll beat you to death with just one punch!”

Jordan clenched his fist, looking at Julius Reed with a menacing gaze.

If they were outside, he would have smashed Julius Reed’s head with one punch long ago!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Why bother with all this trouble?

“Then I’ll give you that opportunity!”

Julius Reed gestured with his hand: “Clear out!”

The restaurant manager immediately began to lead the staff away.

“Huh?”

Seeing everyone take a step back, the Cook family’s people were all startled. What was going on?

Crack!

Before they could react, Julius Reed threw a punch, striking directly at Jordan’s fist!

Jordan, who had been strutting around before, was completely unprepared and had five of his fingers broken by the impact!

Even the bones in his arm had shattered under the powerful collision!

“Hiss…”

Jordan sharply inhaled, feeling an intense surge of pain flood into his head, sending a rush of adrenaline through him!

“This one!”

Crack!

Before Jordan could react, Julius Reed grabbed his other wrist and snapped it!

The series of movements were swift and clean. Before the Cook family’s people could react, Jordan’s hands were already ruined.

“Kneel down, and apologize to my wife.”

Julius Reed said coldly.

He was straightening his sleeves while casually chatting with Quella Radcliffe as if nothing had happened: “Honey, what shall we eat later? There are a few special dishes here that I find quite good.”

“You bastard!”

Jordan’s hands were completely disabled, but he still had his legs!

He suddenly lifted his left foot, attempting to kick Julius Reed to death.

But as soon as his foot was up, Julius Reed stamped it harshly back down!

At the same time, his knee harshly struck Jordan’s calf, smashing his five toes and breaking another one of Jordan’s legs!

“Ahh… Pain!”

Jordan, a muscular man, was howling in pain, unable to hold back the sound.

It was too painful!

Everyone says the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and to have three out of four limbs broken like this, it’s a miracle Jordan is still conscious.

“I hear that one punch from you could kill me?”

Julius Reed bent down, pointing to his own head: “Come on, hit me right here!”

Jordan’s eyes were bloodshot, burning with the desire to strike back.

But now, with only one good leg left, he couldn’t make a move!

“You know what? I don’t dislike people who brag.”

Julius squatted down, speaking very sincerely: “Because often, even the truth can be mistaken for bragging. But it’s alright, why should we care about what others think?”

He sighed, gripping Jordan’s chin: “We have something in common, no one believes what we say. For example, you claim one punch can explode my head, I don’t believe it. I say I’m going to cripple you, you just laughed it off.”

“But at the same time, we are different.”

Julius slowly stood up, stepping on Jordan’s only remaining good leg: “The difference is, I make all my bragging come true. And now, you’re the witness.”

Crack!

As this leg got crushed, Jordan passed out cold.

Silence fell over Twilight Mansion.

The Cook family people were scared out of their wits.

What kind of monster is this?

Jordan was strong, that much was clear from the sparring with the Cook family people last night.

Over twenty Cook family bodyguards couldn’t even get close!

But now, Jordan didn’t even have the chance to fight back, as all his hands and feet were crippled, losing the ability to move completely.

Stacy Cook stared at Julius Reed, considering the young man seriously for the first time.

Before this, he had never imagined that Gonzalez City could house such a formidable character!

The pressing matter was to quickly get in touch with the organization backing him and request help.

“Just now, it sounded like you cursed at someone!”

Julius strolled over to Bran Cook, smiling as he asked: “Did I hear wrong?”

“I…”

With a twist of his eyes, Bran Cook smiled: “Mr. Reed, you heard wrong… ”

Bang!

The moment he finished speaking, Julius threw a punch, causing blood to gush from Bran Cook’s nostrils!

The bridge of his nose was instantly broken!

“Say that again!”

Julius barked.

Dare to mess with my wife, and there’s only one way out: death!

But he didn’t want to kill Bran Cook, because such people are more entertaining alive.

“I was wrong!”

Thump!

Bran Cook kneeled on the ground, continuously knocking his head: “Please let me go!”

Raised in privilege, he had seldom been beaten up before!

Until the beating from the Willson Pavilion Disciple a few days ago, which had Bran Cook waking up in terror in the middle of the night!

Thinking back on that excruciating pain filled him with fear!

Dread!

At this point, he couldn’t care less about face or dignity!

If he could just get beaten a little less, that was what really mattered.

Even the strong Jordan ended up disabled, crawling on the ground like a dead dog, his fate unknown.

“Had you known this day would come, why did you do it in the first place!”

Julius placed his foot on Bran Cook’s fingers, gently grinding them…

Connected to the heart…

Bran Cook woke up several times, and each time he passed out again.

Whenever he let out a scream, someone would stuff a towel into his mouth.

Seeing the onlooking security guards doing nothing, Bran Cook couldn’t help but cry out: “Aren’t you going to do something? This is your restaurant… Ah!”

But the guards remained indifferent.

“If someone slanders our restaurant, we follow the rules,”

the manager said coldly.

“Understood!”

Several guards dragged Bran Cook out to the entrance, followed by a burst of dreadful screams.

“We want to dine, and aren’t you hungry too? Just kneel down and get a whiff for now,”

Julius waved his hand, and all the Cook family people, including Stacy Cook, were kneeling straight beside the table.