Chapter 21

The young man took off his sunglasses and said dissatisfiedly, "Beacher, you really don't take me seriously. You bring people to turn here upside down. Are you going to let me do business!"

Beacher frowned.

The young man was Ivan Larkin, the owner of Young Bar.

If it were just Ivan alone, Beacher wouldn't think much of him at all and thought he was an ignorant playboy.

But Ivan had a powerful background. Behind him was the Larkin family of Jersey Province. The Larkin family's influence had penetrated all walks of life, which Beacher couldn't provoke.

Seeing Ivan, Leopold rekindled hope in his heart.

When the baseball bat was swung over just now, he was so frightened that he knelt and even pissed himself.

Louise was also relieved. Part of why he dared to fight Beacher to the death was to bet on whether Ivan would show up.

He won the bet, and Ivan was there. Beacher would never dare to hurt them again.

Leopold kneeled to Ivan, who was almost a dozen years younger than him, and hugged Ivan's thigh. "Mr. Larkin, they are here to cause trouble, you need to kick their ass!"

Ivan kicked Leopold away and patted the wrinkled trouser.

"Bastard. You can't even look good at a place. What's the point of hiring you?"

Ivan said unpleasantly with his sharp eyes, making Leopold tremble with fright.

Then Ivan looked at Louise.

Louise was flushed, revealing embarrassment. He bowed his head and dared not speak.

Ivan finally looked at Beacher. Although he didn't say anything, he made Beacher feel pressure.

Beacher clasped his fists in both hands and said cautiously, "Mr. Larkin, I didn't mean to disturb your business, but Louise and his subordinates offended someone they shouldn't have offended."

Ivan said with a grumpy face, "I don't care what it is, call your people out right now!"

"Well..."

Beacher was in a dilemma.

After considering for a while, he went to Greg and said sheepishly, "Mr. Donnie, Ivan is here, and I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about Louise and Leopold."

Leopold got up and mocked Greg arrogantly.

"What's the shit of Mr. Donnie? He's not even worthy to carry Mr. Larkin's shoes."

Then he flattered Ivan, "This is Mr. Larkin, the son of the Larkin family in Jersey Province. Do you know who his eldest brother is? Charles Brook! The founder of King Company, worth tens of billions of dollars, is not inferior to Luther Hawk, the richest man in Bianca City. Speaking of the family background, Mr. Larkin is the real wealthy man!"

Greg sneered.

"The Larkin family in Jersey Province. So what?"

"Beacher. Move quickly!"

Beacher acted fanatically in an instant.

He was very excited because Greg's words could prove the force behind him was probably more powerful than the Larkin family.

Beacher didn't hesitate anymore but approached Leopold.

The baseball bat slumped on the floor, making a sizzling sound as they rubbed against each other.

To Leopold, the sound seemed to be the god of death smiling at him.

He hid behind Ivan in fright.

Beacher wanted to walk up to him again when a black and cold gun suddenly hit his forehead, forcing him to stop.

At the same time, another bodyguard aimed at Greg with his gun.

The two expressionless bodyguards waited for Ivan's order. The atmosphere was tense, taking the oppressive feeling in the box all the way to the top.

Ivan let go of the hot beauty in his arms. He walked up to Beacher, with his eyes showing a cold light, staring at him viciously.

Beacher dropped the baseball bat, slowly raised his hands, swallowed, and said nervously, "Mr. Larkin, easy. Why are you taking that?"

Ivan slapped Beacher in the face and said angrily, "You made it hard. You really think I'll play nice?"

Cold sweat broke out on Beacher's forehead. He gasped and said, "Mr. Larkin, Leopold touched Mr. Donnie and his woman. He crossed the line!"

"Well?"

Ivan paid attention to Greg.

He walked forward slowly, looked at Greg contemptuously, and glanced at the woman behind him.

"What's Mr. Donnie? A new face that I have never seen in Bianca City."

"What kind of bullshit?" thought Ivan.

"You are Mr. Donnie?"

"Pretty bold. So what about the Larkin family in Jersey Province? Try it again?"

Greg sneered and said, "The Larkin family in Jersey Province. Interesting."

Seeing that Greg didn't take himself seriously, Ivan felt mad because he had been ignored.

He flew into a rage.

"You like to show off, don't you? Come on. Knock him to the ground and take the bitch's clothes off, shows began!"

"I'd like to see how you continue to show off!"

Leopold became arrogant again, with Ivan getting his back.

He kicked Beacher and cursed, "Beacher, I didn't expect to see this coming. Weren't you very arrogant just now? You become a dog in front of Mr. Larkin!"

Beacher got furious but didn't dare to do anything to Leopold because of the gun on his head.

Beacher's men were almost unable to hold back anymore. Beacher quickly signaled them not to move.

Beacher was worried he or Greg would have an accident if they went off.

Leopold ran to Ivan.

"Mr. Larkin, let me do it. I'm the best at it!"

Ivan's silence was a yes.

Leopold had been eager to fight and hated Greg so much.

He was about to make a move when Greg's phone rang suddenly.

It was an unknown number.

Leopold was not in a hurry. He decided Greg was doomed and prepared to torture him slowly. So he deliberately said, "Take it. I'll kick your ass after that!"

Greg answered the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Mr. Donnie, this is Charles Brook. I heard you seemed to have encountered something when you left the King Restaurant. If there is anything that I can do, just let me know!" Charles said flatteringly.

At that time, Charles had just met several entrepreneurs in Bianca City and was rushing to Young Bar to see his younger brother, Ivan.

Charles was the eldest son of the family. After Charles's mother passed away, his father remarried and had Ivan. Charles was 20 years older than Ivan, and Ivan was almost as old as Charles's son.

A few minutes ago, Charles learned from the restaurant manager that Greg had a conflict with a rich man in King Restaurant.

So he quickly called to ask.

"You called just in time. I'm looking for you because of your good brother!"

"My brother? Are you talking about Ivan? He shouldn't be blind and offend you, right?"

Greg glanced at Ivan and said to Charles, "Not over the phone. Let's make a video call. Your brother is very bossy now."

Then Greg turned on the video call.

Charles saw his younger brother, Ivan. He also saw two family bodyguards behind him, one of them pointing a gun at the screen.

In other words, the gun was pointed at Mr. Donnie.

Charles's head was buzzing!

He felt the sky was falling!

"Bastard. Does he have a death wish!"

"How dare you point a gun at Mr. Donnie? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" thought Charles.