Chapter 113 Lady Of The Family

 

“To me, it makes no difference whether we’re in Jadeborough or Jazona,” Jonathan replied calmly.

 

The Ximenez family is nothing but an insignificant family. If I wanted it, they would disappear from the face of Jazona the very next morning.

“Jonathan, enough with that attitude!” Josephine could no longer hold her anger back when she heard Jonathan’s response. Just when she was about to say something, the door to their private room was kicked open.

The next moment, a bald man in a black short-sleeved shirt with dragon tattoos on his arms barged in.

 

Behind him were tens of lackeys standing ready.

All of them had their hair dyed in a colorful manner, and it was obvious to everyone that they were street hoodlums.

“Hendrick!”

The moment Kyson saw the bald man, his face lit up as if he had seen his savior. He was so relieved that he didn’t even bother to wipe off the blood in his mouth. “Hendrick, save me!”

 

“Who did this to you?” Hendrick was incensed when he saw the terrible condition Kyson was in.

 

“Hendrick, it was him!”

Kyson raised his hand and pointed at Jonathan. “Kill him!”

Trailing his gaze to where Kyson was pointing, Hendrick asked, “Are you the one who beat up my brother?”

“So what if I am?”

Jonathan glanced at him indifferently. “Why have you brought so little men?”

likes of you!” After glaring coldly at Jonathan, Hendrick waved his hand at him. “The few

“Yes, Boss!”

insidiously. Grabbing a couple of beer bottles, they walked

bow to me for forgiveness. If you do that, I’ll let what happened today slide. Or else, you can kiss both of your legs goodbye!” Hendrick threatened with a smirk just when his lackeys were about

in how badly they are beaten, but watching them grovel at my feet begging for mercy. That is certainly

give you a chance.” Jonathan’s gaze turned frosty suddenly. “Before I get angry, you had better kneel on the ground and beg me for forgiveness. After that, you will break your brother’s leg, and

no interest in saving your skin!” Upon hearing Jonathan’s words, Hendrick’s expression drastically changed. “In that case, don’t regret the choice you

and break his

beer bottles and smashed them toward Jonathan’s head. When she saw what happened, Josephine couldn’t help but

she was furious at Jonathan, she still didn’t want to see him beaten

lay a finger on me.” Jonathan was a sea of calm. The moment the hoodlums struck, he dashed forward and

broken with a loud crack that rang

Jonathan’s victim crashed onto the ground after being

what was going on, Jonathan had launched a kick into their

 

Bam!

knees with a thud. Just like a dead animal, they

he saw his lackeys being taken down by Jonathan in less than a minute. Without a second’s delay, he pointed at the

“Yes, yes!”

hoodlums grabbed some beer bottles and

of breaking beer bottles

the attention of

the entrance of a man in a black suit. With his gold-rimmed glasses, the

the middle-aged man couldn’t

wasn’t

saw the manager criticizing his men, he berated him

“Are you their boss?”

saw Hendrick, the manager quickly understood that the bald man had to be the hoodlums’ leader. “Do you know whose turf the Empyrean Palace is on? How dare you

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