Chapter 542: 542: Just One More Than You

“Mr. Carmichael, which blind motherfucker messed with you?”

A group of people rushed into the Five-state International Building, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Jake Carmichael being supported by a woman, looking like he had been hurt.

“Mr. Flower, if you had come any later, I would have been beaten to death!”

Upon seeing Mr. Flower arrive with backup, Jake Carmichael instantly gained some confidence.

“My god! Mr. Carmichael, how did you get beaten up like this?”

Mr. Flower stepped in front of Jake Carmichael and was genuinely shocked.

The usually impressive Boss Carmichael was now covered in blood, with one eye swollen shut.

Even his shirt was torn.

“Them!”

Clutching his face, and both ashamed and angry, Jake Carmichael pointed at Julius Reed: “This little bastard has some moves; I couldn’t beat him. And that little chick next to him even dared to slap me!”

Although somewhat humiliated, at least his reinforcements had arrived.

Mr. Flower was known for helping various enterprises collect debts and had some reputation.

This time in Gonzalez City, he had brought several of his toughest fighters.

Though they were only a few in number, it would be hard for even a dozen or more to beat them.

Especially Mr. Flower, who was exceptionally skilled and was known as Mr. Flower, with his fists and kicks being quite famous.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Mr. Carmichael, you really should work out more, you can’t even beat this pretty boy?”

After setting eyes on Julius Reed, Mr. Flower took one glance and sneered, “He wouldn’t be a match for even one of my fingers.”

“Cut the crap, I’ve already put my word out there, if he walks out of here standing today, I’ll take his last name!”

Now that he had support, Jake Carmichael wiped the blood off his face and strode up to Julius Reed, asking with a sneer, “What have you got to say now?”

“Done for! That kid’s in trouble now.”

“Or maybe call the police? Isn’t this bullying? A bunch of them ganging up on one guy?”

“The fatso has money and power, he’s not easy to mess with! Better to mind our own business and see how it unfolds.”

The onlookers whispered among themselves. Even though they looked down on Jake Carmichael’s behavior, they were all afraid of dragging themselves into trouble.

“Carmichael…”

Just then, Sophia Leocadia was about to step forward and reveal her identity.

As a legitimate daughter of the Leocadia Family, Jake Carmichael would not dare to disrespect her.

“Sophia, stay with your sisters.”

Julius Reed rolled up his sleeves, smiling, “Today, boss man here isn’t in a very good mood. Just in time to vent a little. Where else can you find such a free human punching bag?”

“Hm, be careful.”

Sophia Leocadia didn’t say much more.

She had witnessed Julius Reed’s slaughter on the cruise ship; these people here were no match for him.

“Haha! Guys, I just heard the funniest joke in the world.”

Mr. Flower burst into laughter upon hearing Julius Reed’s words.

What kind of trash now dares to boss around him?

Was it because hammering that fatso, Jake Carmichael, gave him confidence?

“Kid, you really don’t know your own weight! Any of my guys here, pick one.”

Mr. Flower looked at Julius Reed with a sneering face, “I’ll make them use only one hand. If you can beat even one of them, I’ll let you go! Mr. Flower never goes back on his word!”

“Mr. Flower, why are you playing the fool? What if this kid gets lucky and wins? Then I’d have taken this beating for nothing?”

Jake Carmichael was the first person unhappy with the arrangement; he was counting on Mr. Flower to thoroughly deal with this ignorant youngster today. If they let him go, how would he get to vent his anger?

Countless eyes were watching around them; surely some of them knew Jake Carmichael.

If this story got back to the capital, he really wouldn’t be able to show his face anymore.

“Mr. Carmichael, you think I don’t know about my employees? Which one isn’t the best of the best? To be honest, dealing with this kind of trash, I wouldn’t have even bothered to use a cleaver to kill a chicken if it weren’t for you asking for my help!”

Mr. Flower spoke with indifference.

He knew exactly what his employees were worth.

The dozen or so people here were all elite, all his reliable aides in the capital.

Having said that, Mr. Flower turned to examine the three women behind Julius Reed.

When his eyes fell on Quella Radcliffe, he couldn’t help but take off his sunglasses and exclaimed, “What a beauty! I can’t believe you little shit got so lucky to meet such a gorgeous girl.”

His eyes roamed, walking up to Julius Reed with a smile, “Kid, I’ll give you a chance to live. Lend me this woman for a few days, and I’ll smooth things over for you today. I’ll even put in a good word for you with Boss Carmichael, how about it?”

Mr. Flower’s gaze continuously roamed over Quella Radcliffe, making no effort to hide his greedy desire.

He had played with beautiful women before, but a fine woman of such quality…

Especially when he saw Quella Radcliffe’s tempting red lips and those charming big eyes.

Mr. Flower felt like he had lived in vain.

“What do you say, brother?”

He gently patted Julius Reed’s chest with his hand, his eyes still lingering on Quella Radcliffe.

“I was going to give you a way out, but now, you’re not appreciating it, are you!”

Julius Reed said with a grin, as his right hand suddenly caught Mr. Flower’s hand and brutally bent it!

“Crack!”

A crisp sound rang out, and Mr. Flower’s arm was broken!

“Pain… Hiss!”

Mr. Flower, who had just been wearing a lecherous smile, now staggered backward, trembling like a sieve.

And his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

“Boss!”

His employees quickly surrounded them, all glaring at Julius Reed.

“Trash him! Take the other three women to my car!”

Mr. Flower took a deep breath, his eyes red with pain.

“You dare to offend Mr. Flower, you really won’t be able to walk out of here.”

Jake Carmichael said gloatingly from the side.

Mr. Flower was powerful, and his employees were all desperadoes.

Now, to think that a youngster from Gonzalez City had managed to break his arm, it was obvious what people would say when he got back.

“Really? Just the dozen of you?”

Julius Reed laughed, pointing at Mr. Flower’s employees in front of him.

“Boss Emily, you just said if I managed to beat any one of you, you’d let me leave. So, you’re saying you don’t count as a person?”

Julius Reed said with a grin.

“Shut the hell up! I’m calling the shots here, not you… Pain! Ah… Trash him…”

Mr. Flower was leaning against the display case, panting heavily as blood dripped from his hand onto the floor.

Even though he was roughed up all year round, having an arm broken was unbearable.

“Just the few of you, still too few…”

Julius Reed shook his head.

“One man dares to say we’re too few?”

A man clenched his fist, glaring at Julius Reed: “Today, the brothers will teach you a lesson!”

“Who said I’m alone?”

Julius Reed pointed towards the doorway: “I have brothers too, just happened to have more than you.”