Guardian-In-Law



Chapter 1242 More Like a Dog "Greg, help!"

Greg's men cried and asked for help the moment they saw him.

Greg was furious. He pointed at the young man and bellowed, "I order you to release them right now, or you will pay dearly!"

"Pay dearly? Have you never seen blood? You dumb shit. Should I open your eyes?" said the young man with a grin.

He grabbed a bottle of beer from the table and smashed it on the man's head.

Crank!

The bottle was smashed into pieces, knocking out the already injured guy.

The buff man released him, letting him fall onto the floor. His head started to bleed.

The puddle of blood shocked everyone.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Gasp!

Lilian, Faye, and the others were horrified by the young man's ruthlessness.

Even Greg was shocked.

The young man was no stranger to violence or blood.

What was more terrifying had yet to come.

Crank! Crank!

The young man grabbed a bottle after another, smashing them onto the heads of Greg's men.

He looked casual and unfazed throughout the bloody and violent process.

"What the..."

The place was soon filled with the stench of alcohol and blood.

Lilian, Faye, and the others were terrified.

They had always looked down on thugs but when they saw the violent scene with their own eyes, chills ran down their spines.

As he threw the broken bottles away, the young man looked at Greg and said, "This is blood. First blood?"

"Who are you? I am Greg Nanas of Red Foundation!" Greg said strongly as he held his urge to throw up.

As arrogant as he was, he finally realized the young man was not just any street thug, including the other fierce thugs behind him.

"Greg Nanas or whatever foundation, I don't give a shit," the young man said frivolously.

Greg somehow regained his confidence when the young man claimed he had never heard of the foundation. His expression turned cold and he pointed at his foot, saying, "Kneel before me, or I don't care whatever background you have, you won't walk out of this bar today!"

The hippies behind the young man laughed when they heard Greg.

"You hear this guy? He wants you to kneel! Are you going to tolerate that?"

"I have never seen such a pretentious fuck. This is amusing!"

The hippies looked excited and amused as if they were watching a funny movie instead of a bloody confrontation.

Greg did not care. He assumed it was normal that street thugs had never heard of him, the executive of Red Foundation.

"You hear me? You have three seconds to be on your knees!" Greg bellowed.

"Interesting! No one has ever ordered me to kneel! I guess you learn something new every day."

The young man grinned and then went up to Greg to slap him in the face.

"Greg!"

Lilian and the others were shocked.

The young man slapped Greg without any hesitation.