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!”

strong man let out a

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

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

quickly surrounded him and said

slightly and pushed him

said, “I’ll go with you, but don’t fucking touch me. Whoever touches me

“You…”

still dared to speak to them in such a

“Let him walk by himself. When we reach

appeared on Gerald’s

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

was kind and

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

dress was anxious, but there was nothing

know how you found him, but this guy is a rapist. Nine years ago, Bree

deserves it.”

You scum!” The black–dressed beauty screamed and ran towards the

and paced back and forth. Later,

tried to persuade her.

black–dressed beauty

because of her. She hoped to wait at the door. If Gerald was seriously injured later, she could

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.

me?”

directly jumped behind and raised his foot to kick

in Gerald’s eyes. He slightly turned sideways, reached out his right hand, grabbed

the man was forced to

“Ah!”

he have such flexibility?

still dared to make a

short–haired man said happily. After the group of angry people

forward, surveyed Gerald, and said, “Let me introduce myself. My

you have practiced a lot in prison these years,” Enoch said

Gerald.

Enoch.

Enoch asked with

across the crowd and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright, I’m not in a good mood. I might be happy after a fight, but

Gerald, narrowed 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 should be on his

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