Slumdog Billionaire Husband

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!”

the next instant, the strong man let out

martial arts but ordinary

man licked his lips. “How dare you

go!” the others quickly surrounded him

eyebrows slightly

with you, but don’t fucking

“You…”

they saw that Gerald still dared to speak

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

smile appeared on Gerald’s

about to step out when the black–dressed beauty called Gigi hurriedly said, “You can’t go with them. You

was kind

stared at her with a smile and then ignored her. He followed the group of people and left the bar, walking through

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

good, okay? I am wrong. Let’s go 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 shareholder of this bar. Since Gerald fell into the hands of Armand, he’ll be hit to death by

deserves it.”

all because of you. You scum!” The black–dressed beauty screamed and ran towards the door

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

tried to persuade her.

the black–dressed

door. If Gerald was seriously injured later, she could send

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

me?”

behind and

He slightly turned sideways, reached out his right hand, grabbed that man’s leg, and

man’s leg and the man was

“Ah!”

flexibility?

dared to make a move, they let

short–haired man said happily. After the

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

bad. It seems that you have practiced a lot in prison these years,” Enoch said

Gerald.

looked at Enoch. “Are you

asked

crowd and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright, I’m not in a good mood. I might be happy after a fight, but … you only have

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

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