Slumdog Billionaire Husband by Rayden Berg

Chapter 66 Is He Making a Fucking Movie?

In the bar, many people were looking at Gerald.

Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Gerald remained quite calm, while the girl in the black dress next to him changed her expression and hurriedly said, “This is a misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding? There is nothing to misunderstand. Take him away!” The short–haired man tittered and glanced

at Gerald.

Gerald did not know this person even without the slightest impression of him.

As for why this man knew him, he could probably guess.

Since Armand wanted to teach him a lesson in Los Angeles, he naturally showed Gerald’s photos to his subordinates.

He slowly let out a breath, looked at the short–haired man, and said, “I said that he was the one who started the fight.”

“Does it matter who started the fight?” The short–haired man chuckled and looked at Gerald. “You’re digging your own grave. You defiled Armand’s sister, and even dared to come to his turf? How dare you? Take him away!”

In an instant, several people approached Gerald.

Opposite Gerald, Andrew’s face showed a gloating look.

Gerald looked around and frowned after finding that there were too many people in the surroundings.

Night Watch usually kept a low profile and would not make a move in public.

Previously, when Gerald attacked others, including Fletcher, he was certain that they would not tell anyone about this

matter.

However, things were different. Under the watchful eyes of the public, if his extraordinary strength was exposed, it would violate the rules of Night Watch.

He frowned slightly and endured it.

“Don’t touch me. I can walk by myself.” Gerald glanced indifferently at the two people who were approaching him.

“Well, kid, you are quite brash.” The person who came over was a strong man. When he heard Gerald’s words, he grinned. “I just want to provoke you. What can you do to me?”

As he spoke, he directly reached out his hand towards Gerald!

At this time, Gerald grabbed his fingers, exerted force on his wrist, and suddenly bent the man’s fingers downwards

“Ah!”

next instant, the strong man let out a

martial arts but ordinary martial arts, which

short–haired man licked his lips. “How dare you assault him? Interesting! No wonder you’ve been sent to prison

quickly surrounded him

eyebrows slightly

but don’t fucking touch me.

“You…”

Gerald still dared to speak

his hand. “Let him walk by himself. When we reach a place

smile appeared on Gerald’s lips.

to step out when the black–dressed beauty called Gigi hurriedly said, “You can’t

was kind and righteous.

the group of people and left the bar, walking through

anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She wanted to follow, but she was very

back first, okay? I don’t know how you found him, but this guy is a rapist. Nine years ago, Bree Cousy was defiled by this bastard. Armand is a

deserves it.”

you. You scum!” The black–dressed beauty screamed and ran towards the door of the bar without

she reached the door, she stood up and paced back and forth. Later, Andrew also

persuade her.

the black–dressed beauty ignored

to wait at the door. If Gerald was seriously injured later, she

led by more than a dozen people through the back door of the bar. Behind the bar was relatively open land. After Gerald was brought to the back, when the back door opened, a person behind Gerald said

me?”

and raised his foot to

suddenly flashed in Gerald’s eyes. He slightly turned sideways, reached out his

pulled straight that man’s leg and the man was forced to do the splits.

“Ah!”

he have such flexibility? He

to make a move, they let out waves

this time, the short–haired man said happily. After the group of

man sneered, stepped forward, surveyed Gerald, and said, “Let me introduce myself. My name is

have practiced a lot in prison these years,” Enoch

Gerald.

there and calmly looked at Enoch. “Are

Enoch asked with

and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright, I’m not in a good mood. I might be happy

few steps back, and waved. “Go ahead. Kick his ass, but don’t beat him to death. Armand

group of people