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Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156 Turned out to be Brother-in-law
"I see you have a rare physique and outstanding talent, truly a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts prodigy!"
Julius Reed squatted in front of the green-haired youth and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, "This peerless martial arts manual, I’ll sell it to you for a bargain."
"Bro, do you think I’m an idiot? This pack of toilet paper, and you tell me it’s a peerless martial arts manual?" Quincy Leopold shakily extended his hand, already scared out of his wits.
That’s amazing, huh?
A group of us, and we didn’t even see clearly, got knocked down just like that?
So embarrassing!
The others were also grumbling.
Julius was very measured in his action, neither too light nor too heavy.
He knew exactly when to stop.
These guys would just about be able to walk again after resting in bed for half a year.
"So, are you buying or not?" Julius waved the tissue pack in front of Quincy Leopold.
Having been through so much scheming and secret battles, sometimes he found these young punks rather adorable.
"Heh, kid, don’t be too arrogant. Wait until my sister comes, and you’ll regret it!" Quincy Leopold snorted.
Even with blood splattering from his nose.
"It sounds like you’re rich and powerful."
Julius placed a hand gently on Quincy Leopold’s nose bridge, "Today, either I kill you or you kill me."
"Ow!"
Quincy Leopold, with a broken nose bridge, grimaced and screamed in pain.
"Are you buying or not?" Julius asked again.
"Buying! Buying! Buying!"
Quincy Leopold trembled as he took out his phone, wincing in pain, "How... how much..."
He had no choice but to buy.
If he didn’t buy, he’d continue to be beaten.
Who could stand that?
"You said you’re rich, didn’t you? Doesn’t Aron Jackson call you ’bro’? One hundred million, not too much, right?" Julius smiled faintly, "Transfer or not?"
"Bro, I don’t have that much money right now. Wait for my sister to come, and let her transfer it, okay?"
Quincy Leopold was feeling utterly defeated.
He was a rich young master after all who came to Gonzalez City to visit his sister.
But who knew he’d run into such a situation,
Getting beaten up by one person against a group, and embarrassment as they scattered around for teeth, too humiliating.
If the word got out, he’d be disgraced forever.
"Young man, I’m advising you, and I’m not threatening you..." he clenched his teeth and said, "Once my sister comes, your body won’t remain intact! Butter me up now, and I might be able to put in a good word for you."
"It’s fine, I like not remaining intact."
Julius sat by the roadside, expecting to see who this impressive person arriving soon would be.
Ten minutes later.
A row of black cars slowly drove up.
Yet, looking at the license plate number of the leading car, Julius felt it seemed quite familiar.
Whoosh!
As the cars stopped, dozens of men in black suits stepped out.
"Young Master Leopold!"
The first one walked over to Quincy Leopold and helped him up, "Are you okay?"
"My face is ruined, what do you think?" Quincy Leopold shouted angrily.
"Sis! Someone hit me!" He spotted the leading car’s door opening, quickly ran over, and cried with a bloody face.
"Who hit you?"
A woman’s voice sounded.
Julius felt even more familiar.
"Him!"
Quincy Leopold pointed at Julius.
Next,
Their eyes met.
"Is it you?"
Both blurted out at the same time.
"Who!" Quincy Leopold paused slightly, "You know each other?"
"He hit you?"
Itai Huntington pointed at Julius.
"Yes! Sis, please take care of him for me!"
Slap!
Quincy Leopold’s face received a slap.
"Sis, why did you hit me?"
He was completely stunned.
"This is... I’ve told you about... Julius Reed..." Itai Huntington muttered through clenched teeth.
"What? Brother-in-law?"
Hearing this, Quincy Leopold was first taken aback, then, enduring the pain of his flattened nose, he leaned in with a forced smile, "Brother-in-law... it’s like a flood hitting Dragon King Temple, not recognizing one’s own family..."
"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!"
Itai Huntington pulled him back and told the bodyguard behind her, "Take them to the hospital."
She had not expected to meet Julius Reed in such a manner today.
Julius Reed was also somewhat startled.
After all this commotion, he was the brother-in-law in their conversation?
"It’s just kids talking nonsense, don’t mind it." Itai Huntington stood next to Julius Reed, wringing her skirt with both hands, biting her red lips lightly, seemingly at a loss.
"No... it’s okay."
Julius Reed also stood up, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
This title of brother-in-law was quite profound, huh.
"Are you... busy?" Itai Huntington asked, though she seemed to regret the question as soon as it was out.
"Not really." Julius Reed nodded, pointing to a nearby café, "How about a drink?"
"Sure."
Itai Huntington excitedly nodded, completely losing her domineering CEO demeanor.
The café wasn’t far.
They decided to walk.
"Do you have a younger brother?" Julius Reed broke the silence.
"That’s my aunt’s son. My mother passed away when I was young, and my aunt took great care of me. After I made some money, I took care of her as if she were my own mother," Itai Huntington explained, carrying a black purse and wearing a red dress, her black hair flowing and her red lips cherry-bright.
"The kid doesn’t understand much, but he’s not bad. Don’t worry, I’ve been keeping him in check. I’ll give him a good talking-to when I get back," Itai Huntington quickly explained, seemingly afraid that Julius Reed might be upset.
"It’s okay, but children really need to be disciplined."
The two of them chatted back and forth, soon arriving at the café.
At that moment, the café.
Was crowded to capacity.
But there was one table in the corner.
Julius Reed had just walked over, and before he could even sit down, someone approached.
"Excuse me, sir, could I trouble you to give up this seat for me?"
The speaker was a young man.
And behind him, stood an elderly man.
"Oh?"
Seeing the young man’s appearance, Julius Reed narrowed his eyes.
Though it was a bit unexpected.
He quickly calmed down.
"It turns out, we are friends."
He sat on a chair, gesturing for Itai Huntington to stand behind him.
"Please! ’Friends from afar bring happiness.’"
"Thank you, as long as the next sentence isn’t ’though far away, enemies must be vanquished’," the young man calmly said.
And the elderly man, stood behind him.
On guard.
An elder and a youth, not simple characters.
"Do you... know each other?" Itai Huntington asked.
A woman’s intuition told her that these new arrivals were foes not friends.
"What would you like to drink, my treat," the young man said, dressed in casual clothes, appearing to be in his twenties.
And the old man was dressed in a black tunic, his hair already graying.
Grandmasters!
Two Grandmasters.
"Really?" Julius Reed asked with a smile.
"Really!" the young man nodded.
"I’ll have tea,"
Julius Reed spoke softly.
"This is a café, there’s no tea," the elderly man said curtly.
His tone, unfriendly.
"If there isn’t any, go buy some!"
The young man’s expression darkened, and the elderly man quickly nodded, hastening away.
"Should I address you as the King of Medicine, or should I call you Elaenor Wood?" After the elderly man had left, Julius Reed leaned back in the chair, asking lightly.
