The Deathly Silence

"Ah!"

Dixon was caught off guard and got hit by the rebounding door on his nose.

Fresh blood quickly flowed out of his nostrils, and Dixon screamed in pain while holding his nose.

The other people in the room were startled by the situation here and stood up abruptly.

"What the hell, you little brat, you..."

Manager Heywood picked up the desk lamp intending to hit someone, but Bruce Roberts wasn't alone.

The moment Bruce Roberts kicked the door, Elbert and Cedric rushed in with their prepared daggers.

Before Manager Heywood could bring the lamp down, Elbert grabbed his wrist.

Then, the dagger was pressed against his neck.

"Don't move!" Silence!

A deathly silence!

The sudden attack of a dagger silenced Manager Heywood's cursing.

Dixon beside him was completely unaware.

By the time he came to his senses, Cedric had already kicked him in the chest!

Bang!

Dixon fell to the ground, one hand covering his nose, the other clutching his chest, curling up in pain, and whimpering incessantly.

Though he was an adult male, Bruce Roberts was the son of a billionaire!

The bodyguards around him were all combat-capable.

They couldn't beat the protagonist, could they not beat these ordinary people?

After Elbert grabbed Manager Heywood's wrist, he saw the dagger in Elbert's hand.

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him!

He could only reluctantly place the lamp on the shoe cabinet nearby and put on a smiley face to the crowd.

"Brother, let's talk things out. Why resort to violence?"

As Finnegan closed the door behind him and saw Cynthia Sanchez in the room, he suddenly realized.

No wonder this voice sounded familiar. Turns out, it's the beauty of our school, Cynthia Sanchez?

Wait, hold on, the boss is living with Cynthia Sanchez?

Damn!Is our boss really that awesome?

He actually managed to sleep with Cynthia Sanchez, the campus beauty?

Incredible! My goodness!!

Bruce Roberts ignored him and walked up to Manager Heywood, giving him a glance.

"Talk things out nicely?"

Before the words even finished, Bruce Roberts suddenly bent his body and delivered a fierce punch to his abdomen!

Bang!

"Ah..."

Manager Heywood cried out in pain, instinctively bending over and clutching his stomach.

Bruce Roberts didn't stop for a moment. He grabbed the manager's hair and pushed him down, delivering a knee strike to his face.

Manager Heywood was left dizzy and with a nosebleed from this combination of moves!

Before he could react, he received a kick to his chest.

"You guys are occupying someone else's place, and you expect me to talk nicely?"

At this moment, Bruce Roberts was filled with anger!

Part of this anger was directed at Cynthia Sanchez, but more of it was towards the others.

You're facing so many monsters outside, and to avoid danger, you occupy someone else's place. Fine!

But blocking the owner outside the door?

Aren't you afraid that such actions could lead to someone's death?

Well, people are selfish.

In this situation, Bruce Roberts didn't expect any kindness from strangers towards himself.

But since they chose to act like this, they had to bear the consequences.

Manager Heywood was left lying on the ground, holding his face and moaning in pain.

Bruce Roberts didn't bother with him anymore. Instead, he gave Cynthia Sanchez a cold look before turning his gaze to the others in the room.

There were a total of eight people in the room, including Cynthia Sanchez, Manager Heywood, and Dixon!

There were also two men, one woman, and two middle-aged women!

"Brother, we had no choice!"

One man, seeing Bruce Roberts' aggressive demeanor, hurriedly explained, "It's so dangerous outside, you should understand why we did what we did."

"Yeah, young man, we did it just for everyone's safety, and besides, didn't we let you in?" 

The middle-aged woman beside Cynthia Sanchez also joined in with a smile, "Quickly let go of Manager Heywood and Dixon. Let's make peace and prosperity, peace and prosperity!"

On Bruce Roberts' side, there were four men, and each of them was armed!

Though their group also consisted of four men, two of them were already subdued by Bruce Roberts' side.

In the face of such a power disparity, their tone became much softer and amicable.

"Peace and prosperity? Sure!"

Bruce Roberts hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly. "Considering you haven't caused me any substantial harm, I can let you off the hook, Finnegan!"

"Boss!"

"Get these guys out of here!"

"Get... get them out?"

Finnegan hesitated for a moment, then asked puzzledly, "Boss, should I throw them downstairs or into the corridor?"

"I just said I'll let them off the hook. Didn't you hear me?"

"Oh? Uh, I got it, Boss!"

Bruce Roberts's explanation left Finnegan feeling extremely embarrassed. He quickly approached Dixon, who was bleeding from Bruce Roberts's kick.

"Hey, kid, do you have any sense of reason?"

Hearing Bruce Roberts say he was going to throw them out, the middle-aged women were the first to panic.

"It's so dangerous outside now, what's wrong with us hiding here?"

"Yeah, have you no sympathy?"

"This is a hotel room, not your own villa. What right do you have to kick us out?"

"Just because we didn't let you in immediately? Is it necessary? We can just pay you some room money!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing the middle-aged women's incessant chatter, Bruce Roberts was truly enraged. He drew his sword again. "Damn it, you're not leaving, are you?"

"Fine, I'll let you bleed a little, and then I'll throw all of you downstairs!"

"Don't, don't hurt us!"

Seeing Bruce Roberts draw his sword, Dixon, with blood flowing from his nose, became a little scared.

He could tell that these guys weren't to be trifled with.

Even if they wouldn't actually kill, they might still give him a couple of cuts."I'll leave, is that not good enough?" Dixon was on the verge of tears.

When he was opening the door for Bruce Roberts just now, he carefully considered a question.

This guy named Bruce Roberts had just come in from outside!

So, it should be safe outside now.

Anyway, it's a dead end here, and leaving might offer a chance at survival.

With that in mind, Dixon didn't bother with the others. He scrambled to his feet and cautiously opened the door.

Seeing that it was indeed safe outside as he had thought, he quickly fled from Bruce Roberts' room.

"Ah, Dixon, you..."

"Now that Dixon's gone, I'll leave too, uh... brother, can I go?"

Another man in the room felt awkward and looked at Bruce Roberts, asking tentatively.

"Get lost!"

Bruce Roberts couldn't be bothered to spare him a glance.

Feeling like he had been pardoned, the man quickly grabbed the woman and ran out of the room!

The other man followed closely behind.

Seeing this scene, Manager Heywood felt like crying but had no tears. He quickly begged for mercy from Bruce Roberts!

Bruce Roberts had no interest in his fate.

Seeing this, Manager Heywood crawled out in a hurry.

Soon, there were only two middle-aged women left sitting on the sofa in the room.

Bruce Roberts walked over slowly and looked at them.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"We're not leaving!"

One of the middle-aged women sat on the sofa, looking proud!

She completely disregarded the hint from the other middle-aged woman who tugged at her sleeve, "They may fear you, but I don't! I've lived for so many years, why would I fear a bunch of little rascals like you?"

Bruce Roberts emphasized once again, "This is my room!"

"So what? This is a civilized society now. Do you dare to harm me with a knife?"

"Are you sure you're not leaving?"

"We're not leaving! I..."

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and before the middle-aged woman could finish her sentence, her voice abruptly stopped.