Chapter 20

It was Louise, a big shot that ranked sixth in the underground world of Bianca City.

At the same time, a group of well-trained strong men immediately surrounded Toby's men.

Toby's face changed. He didn't expect Louise to come so soon.

Things turned unfavorable to him.

Louise and Beacher were on the same level, and Toby was only a henchman of Beacher.

Toby had to show respect to Louise.

He cupped his fists and shouted, "Hi, Mr. Louise."

Louise took off his glasses. One of his men moved a chair behind him. He sat down slowly, wiped the glasses clean, and put them on the bridge of his nose again.

In an instant, his eyes became sharper, and Toby was so frightened that he didn't dare to meet his eyes.

Louise said slowly, "Toby, didn't Beacher teach you to follow the rules?"

"You blatantly break into my territory and want to hit my men. You're trying to embarrass me."

Louise had a strong aura, making Toby's forehead covered with sweat.

"Mr. Louise, that's strong talk. How could I be so presumptuous?" Toby said nervously.

"You dare not? Haven't you already done that?!" Louise patted the chair's armrest, stood up, and sneered at Toby, making him tremble all over.

"Who doesn't know Young Bar is my Louise's place? Even if your boss Beacher comes here, he will show me some respect. Who the hell are you to act wild here?"

Toby was at a loss.

A rough voice came suddenly.

"Toy Boy is really brazen!"

Then, a strong man with a height of 6.2 feet and dark skin strode into the box.

Louise looked gentle and had the nickname Toy Boy, but few people dared to call him that.

Beacher was one of them.

Louise hated people calling him that. If he were someone else, Louise would have made him dumb.

But he was Beacher. Even though he felt upset, he could only endure it.

Beacher came into the box alone, but Louise knew many of his people must be outside.

He knew Beacher very well. He was like the leader of the evil wolf, who liked to kill prey in groups.

However, Louise was only half right.

As soon as Beacher heard something terrible had happened to Greg, Beacher gathered his men and rushed out.

At that moment, the Young Bar had been emptied.

All of Beacher's people were inside and outside the bar and on the streets.

"Toy Boy, it's okay to brag. Look at you. What? You want to hurt my people?" Beacher said mercilessly.

Louise waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately took a few steps back.

"Mr. Lowell. We talked about you just now, and here you are. It's not that I want to hurt your men, but your boys made trouble here. I want to help you teach him a lesson!"

After hearing Louise's words, Beacher laughed. Louise also forced a smile.

"Did you ever hear a son teaches his father? Does it make sense?"

Toby couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing that.

Louise's smile froze immediately. He looked extremely terrible.

Beacher patted his cheek lightly, saying, "Even if my people make mistakes, you don't teach them a lesson. Do you understand, Toy Boy?"

In any case, he was the big boss of the underworld. Louise felt as if Beacher was trampling his face with many people there.

"Yes, you're right. I was reckless. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't help. Your subordinates provoked Mr. Donnie. It's all up to Mr. Donnie."

Then Beacher walked up to Greg, who had been silent with a gloomy face. He said respectfully, "Mr. Donnie."

Greg nodded. Beacher stood behind him, with his hands behind his back, his chest upright like an errand boy.

Everyone present was shocked when seeing that. The box was in an uproar.

Who was Beacher? He was the king of the underworld in Bianca City. But he was so respectful to such an inconspicuous person.

Leopold was pale. At first, he didn't believe it but had to believe it when seeing that.

He was shaking all over.

Louise was also extremely astonished. He hadn't noticed him since he entered the door.

Mr. Donnie!

Louise guessed he must be the son of a wealthy and noble family and someone he must never offend.

Louise didn't know the ins and outs of the matter. But years of experience told him he had to do something.

"Mr. Donnie, my subordinates are ignorant and blind to offend you. As their boss, I apologize on their behalf. Please forgive us."

Greg said coldly, "Do you think an apology is enough?"

"You mean..." Louise wiped his sweat and said.

"Destroy him, and let him disappear from Bianca City from now on!"

Greg's tone was not strong but full of determination.

Looking through the crowd, he stared at Leopold coldly.

Leopold shuddered, deeply feeling the pressure from Greg.

When Louise saw the scars on Greg's body and the unconscious woman behind him, he immediately understood Leopold had caused big trouble.

Louise had told him not to screw around.

Now he offended a tough man.

Leopold panicked. Greg was even Beacher's boss. He was likely to be destroyed because he kidnapped Greg's woman.

Leopold put all his hopes on Louise. He believed only Louise could keep him.

So Leopold shouted excitedly, "Louise, please save me!"

Greg had an unfathomable background. Although Louise didn't want to offend him, Leopold was not only his best subordinate but his brother-in-law. Louise couldn't abandon him.

If he were someone else, Louise would have done as Greg had said without hesitation.

"Mr. Donnie, could you please let Leopold go for my sake?" Louise gritted his teeth and said.

Originally, it was very depressing in the box. After Louise said that people couldn't even breathe.

Beacher narrowed his eyes, exuding a vicious aura.

"Louise, you have a death wish!"

"Beacher, Leopold is my bottom line. If you insist on hurting him, I will have no choice but to resist."

Beacher thought Louise challenged his authority and embarrassed him in front of Greg.

"Yeah. If that's the case, you will also be destroyed!"

"Come on. Do it!"

Beacher roared angrily, and his subordinates surrounded him one after another.

It was a one-sided duel. Soon Louise's men were taken down, with only he and Leopold left.

Leopold was flustered, trembling, and almost unable to stand still.

He said to Louise, "Where are our people? Hurry up and call them!"

Louise shook his head. He had already sent a text message just now.

No one had come after so long, which meant something must have happened.

No one could save them.

Beacher came prepared, and his men had dealt with Louise's people outside the bar.

Seeing the strong men kneeling by the side of the road, Hertha frowned. She hopped on tiptoe like a rabbit, trying to see the situation in the bar clearly.

"Is there anything wrong with the bastard? He has my phone!" thought she.

In the bar box, Beacher snorted coldly. He took the baseball bat handed by Toby and glanced at the trembling Leopold.

"Louise, you want to get yourself killed for such a waste. Is it worth it?"

Louise didn't say anything. He regretted it. If he could choose again, he would definitely hand over Leopold to protect himself.

Immediately afterward, Beacher said to Leopold, "Calm down. Don't worry. I will be gentler."

Beacher smiled evilly, raised his baseball bat, and swung it vigorously at Leopold.

He almost hit Leopold when there was a lazy sound from the door.

"You are really going too far."

Then several people walked in. The leader was a young man in his early twenties.

He was dressed in a hip-hop style, with dreadlocks and a hot woman in his arms, followed by two burly bodyguards.