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!”

instant, the strong man let out a

the crowd’s gazes, he couldn’t use those extraordinary martial arts but ordinary martial

expected that Gerald would dare to attack under such circumstances. The short–haired man licked his lips. “How dare you assault him? Interesting! No wonder you’ve been sent to prison before.”

him and said in a low

eyebrows slightly and pushed him

fucking touch me. Whoever touches

“You…”

saw that Gerald still dared to speak

time, the short–haired man waved his hand. “Let him walk by himself. When we reach a

on Gerald’s lips.

Gerald was just about to step out when the black–dressed beauty called Gigi hurriedly said, “You can’t go

was kind and righteous.

group of people and

anxious, but there was nothing

rapist. Nine years ago, Bree Cousy was defiled by this bastard. Armand is a shareholder of this bar. Since Gerald fell

deserves it.”

black–dressed beauty screamed and ran towards the door of the

and

to persuade her.

the black–dressed beauty ignored

knew that things started because of her. She hoped to wait at the door. If

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 in a low voice, “There were so many people just now. We don’t want to ruin the business and image

me?”

directly jumped behind and raised his

eyes. He slightly turned sideways, reached out his right

that man’s leg and the man was forced to do the

“Ah!”

have such flexibility?

the others saw that Gerald still dared to make a move, they let

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

me introduce myself. My name is Enoch Sanchez.

that you have practiced a

Gerald.

calmly looked at Enoch. “Are

Enoch asked with a smirk.

not in a good mood. I might be happy after a fight,

his eyes slightly, lit a cigarette, took a few steps back, and waved. “Go ahead. Kick his ass, but don’t beat him to death. Armand

group of people laughed